"Now the weather opens"Lhakpa old man looked at the sky and said.But I was seeing wind, clouds and rain surrounding me from all sides. After splashing the water, I took a hasty step.

Dibuche was covered by cold wind and clouds. I was scared in my heart - I came to see the world. Should be free...

Before entering the hotel, husband Tenzing Nurbu Sherpa and wife Ang Jangmu Sherpa met on the way. They took us in with great hospitality. The bag was left on one side. And we started heating the fire. On 16th of August, at 12 o'clock in the middle of the day, I started heating the firewood solidly.

'Are you okay?' Lhakpa old man asked.

Even saying 'I'm fine', my head started to feel heavy. Fear was also growing. heart a little 

was going on every month, it was happening to me.

'Drink water.' The old man said this and leaned against the wall. I was taking hot water and immersing myself in the world outside the window. The clouds were bursting with water. Again, the wind blew the clouds from all sides and piled them in the cloudy sky.

'How many houses are there in Dibuche?'

'Eight houses.' Jangmu said as she continued to feed us lunch. A bowl of boiled potatoes, four-five spoonfuls of cheese, a handful of chursep, 2-3 spoons of cercum was served. Green Coriander lasulas were pinched and cooked on the side. From which side to start eating, how to eat, what to eat?

The boy got lost right here. Is there a special style of eating

? Is the end different? Is there a different way to start? I was sneaking a peek at the others. Potatoes that you have always eaten, met, seen and loved. By getting close to this potato, I connected with the snack.

Jangmu giggled and started pouring salt tea into the teapot. Others drank tea mixed with ghee and salt. I had green tea made from dried bhairungpati.

'Potatoes cannot be digested. Eat a little.' Lhakpa alerted the old man seeing that I was leaving the potatoes. 7-8 seeds were fried in the taste of lekali potato. Even now my hands would be burning up in the potato wedges.

'Chherchh-chherchh!' Nurbu also reminded to take care. I didn't speak. I kept listening with a smile.

That smile was saying this inside - 'A person will die by taking a lake. She may not die from potato chips. It's better to die watching than watching...'

• • •

The day really dawned in the afternoon. I used to leave the house. Joined the lodge and watched the porters on the way to Pangboche. One of them was trying to talk to a nomad walking by carrying a stick.

Dibuche seemed to be singing a song every time with the changchong of the dudhkoshi. Dibuche was sitting on Pakho Vito. To the east, Pangboche could be seen being hidden by the branches of trees. To the south was the Everest National Park. To the north, the rocky peaks of Khumbila, Chep, Khonch and Virala Chuli along with Ankantar was a breathtaking world. The snow seemed to stick a little.

'Tauko ranann bha'cha.' Narrated to Amar. He sprinkled Timmur powder on his palm. And added hot water to the glass and reminded - 'Just drink the water.' This is a sign that the brain is getting less oxygen. You just feel dizzy. Many die of broken hearts.' Gurung recalled in Gorkhali Para.

I felt my stomach, my heart, my breath all at once and clapped my palm. And after drinking hot water, I closed my eyes.

•

• • 'Namaste-Namaste.' They were – Ang Dendi Sherpa and Kipa Sherpa.

'He is coming with a guest - another friend.' Kipa said.

The last village on the way to Everest is Dibuche. Even though there are hotels, restaurants, lodges, I heard that this is the last settlement. There was also a road to Pangboche to Dibuche and across to Forche. Although the old road has been cut off, those who go across the river through Khumbila and Fourche remain at Mangge.

This road has been traveled a lot. I used to work as a mail runner. It used to be the job of going down with the news of the guest and bringing the news up.' Kipa laughed as he spoke.

'Why, what happened?'

How many mail runners used to go to Mohini while they were coming with news. And which match, which runner. He used to hang around in Pangden of Antai. Ha... ha... ha...'

Kipa laughed remembering the old thing.

Ang Dendi added more – 'Many lost their jobs at that time. He used to come to Everest carrying heavy loads with big dreams from home. When he pulled his pack to chase away the cold, his face would turn black. The pack darkens the face more than the snow, wind, and sun. How can the face of the family be bright when you reach home with a black face.'

I was listening to Ang Dendi's deep words. They were in no hurry as they would reach Pangboche by evening. Dendi ate Champa by dissolving it in thermos water. Kippa grinded it and ate it – kneaded in ghee and champa.

There were bhojpatra trees across the road - of course. Letters were seen coming out from the bottom of the table. Ang Dendi pointed out with a stick - 'Every now and then he used to write about religion in the banquet paper. It had a different function in our time. Ghee was used to be put in a tin. Now the forest of the forest will rot.'

•

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• The wind blowing from the direction of Khumbila increased the light. And then two giant peaks were seen to the east. Beside me were Pasang Dawa and Sonam Dolma. They came from Pangboche to visit their relatives in Fourche village. 'Even so, you were able to see Chmolingma.' Dawa said, pointing towards Everest. Mother and Mount Everest looked like they were side by side. Even bigger, more massive was Amadablam. At first, those who did not know thought Ama Dablam to be Mount Everest.

The Sherpas consider Mount Everest to be the goddess Chamomiya Langsangya. They believe that Goddess Tiger sits on the goddess who holds food, fruits and wealth in one hand. In dialect, the name of Goddess Chamomiya Langsangya was different.

'Being a goddess who rides on a tiger, our wives are tough, tough, strong and aggressive.'

I am happy to know something new. When Dibuche returned, he said - "Chmolongma accepts me." I have come to your shelter.' Clouds covered both the peaks so far.

The Rai boy who was cutting grass in the field said - 'We consider Dibuche to be the best Kulung Rai. This is the way to heaven after death. That's why, step by step, the Rais did not sit here and there, but sat down. Even now, you won't go to heaven. And they come up to Pangboche and do business. Ha ha... ha ha... ha ha...' he laughed again.

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•

• As soon as a small hole was cut, a yellow flower was seen blooming. I used to pick up and smell the heads of dhupi. I turned back to the green forest on the south side and took a deep breath. Not once, not twice, but three times, I pulled it long-long and stopped it in my lungs for a long time and threw it. 'Breath training?' Biru said.

'Life extension training.' I answered him. I had reached the bottom of the earth even to break the story. The top of the earth was a little further away. But the fog and clouds kept showing and covering the mother. Even though Mount Everest and Ama Dablam were sitting side by side, the black mass of clouds was still covering the highest furnace.

A very artistic and grand hotel was being built across the river.

'Where are you going to get the wood and stone from?' I asked looking at the hotel being built.

Nothing found here. Even digging a rock requires a recommendation from the park. Everything is brought from below. Those who can bring it to Heli. The one who brings it for the house, the shed, will put it heavily on the plow, khachhad, yak.' I heard Biru's answer.

We jumped a little further. I picked and smelled the flowers that had just bloomed. Picking jatamasi leaves 

lick . We turned without touching that horizontal road of Forche going up to Pangboche. Motherhood was opening and disappearing. Everest was hidden - hidden.

Even in the morning, seeing Amadablam and not seeing Everest, I thought it was bad. I kept my eyes peeled to see if one of them could be seen at the top of the mountain.

'Climbing is yours. It's my job to watch. We will not return from Dibuche without seeing Everest,' Lhakpa old man said, giving me a big smile as I was looking at the black stone.

I was not sad not to see Everest now. Because I had heard that he would stay in Dibuche for a few more days.  The