The Unlucky Lady

It was a chilly morning. The food was over. Jane removed the snow and started cutting some steps. Himalayas were still miles away. But Jane did not lose courage and hope. She started again without food as it was over. After hard day’s work she was just near the Himalayas. But till now she had climbed the easy path. The dangerous path lay ahead stretched wide. She changed the oxygen cylinder. Then she lied in the sleeping bag. The chirping of birds marked the dawn. Jane woke up and started again. The little rocks were loose and she feared that she would also fall with the rocks. After two hours and twenty minutes she reached the snow-covered peak. At last, she had reached her destination. She was very happy and she stood gazing at other peaks. Then she dug a hole and put a gold locket in it, then taking some snow she put it on the locket. She had made an offering to the Almighty. But there is no one who can live without food. So she is weak and after some days she will die. And then the great lady is dead who could not go back to her countrymen to tell each and every person that women are not weak. The sun goes, the sun comes but she lies there immobile. That time no lady could do such great thing. I have the greatest respect for her.