THE CLIM- THE LIFE

 Climbing is a wonderful, yet an insurmountable objective of our life. Everyone starts at the bottom of the staircase, but only a few make it to the top. Some are drained in the process, whereas others are puzzled in the process of doing so- they simply don't know how to.

 On 16 February, 2019 I climbed a rock. Just standing in front of the very rock made my heart jump and head throb, although I still did it. Since this was a school trip and we were divided in groups, I was the leader of my group. Being the leader of my group and not going first would mean I am a coward; what kind of leader follows his/her team mates? A leader must act as an example.

 After wearing a harness, I stare at the rock.
Can you really prove my weakness?
Answer: Yes and no.
 Just after I started climbing the rock, I realized how hard it was. Taking one step was definitely harder than climbing the Himalayas (and making it to the top). I struggled. Once. Twice.
 "If you don't get it the third time, I'm sorry, but you cannot go further. He (the guide) said.
 I try again, and this time go further than a step. I struggle, as my hands fail to lift my hefty body. Apart from the throbbing in my head, I hear something else. Something everyone should hear at least one in their life- an applause.

 Everyone I knew were cheering me to go on,and this gave me an other reason to continue. I went on until my hands gave in and the steps got further apart; but the cheers got louder. Guilt wore me, as I knew I could not continue.

 Although, I had stopped, the cheers went on. Everyone telling me  my effort had not been wasted. I managed to smile. I didn't stop because I was tired, but because I didn't know how to continue. The steps kept getting farther. If I knew how to continue whilst being exhausted, then maybe I could've.

That's how life is- either you're tired or you just don't know. I am the latter.

 I've got a hell lot of climbing left, but I just. Don't. Know. How. To.