Eyes of the horses
"When I started this work, I could not lift much weight. I am poor. I don't eat well or exercise. If I am able to carry 70 Kg weight all the way to the Mandir, it is nothing but the blessings of Mahadev. I am a nobody" It was 430 AM and having finished the darshan of the Mahadev the previous evening, I had nothing much to do having woken up. I was casually walking up and down the temple Street when this porter pleaded with me to use his services to either go down to Gaurikund or go the short distance up to the Kedarnath mandir. "I am still quite able bodied. Have walked all the way up yesterday and can easily manage the walk downhill" I told him while gently refusing to use his services. However, his thoughts about Mahadev being the force were exactly similar to mine when I reached Tapovan. "Aap ko kam mein kardenge sir. Hamara boni hojaayega. Karlo na" He had such kind eyes and the way he entreated, made me feel guilty for being fit enoug