Your body's like a dynamite. You can tap it with a pencil all day, but you'll never make it explode. You hit it once with a hammer, BANG!
Get serious, do 40 hard minutes,not an hour and half of nonsense.
Last morning, I woke up to a news alert on my phone that informed me of Sunday's Gulmarg Gondola mishap. A mishap that, if technicalities are to be believed, could have been prevented had the cable cars not been operated during those strong winds.
Having "been there, done that" precisely two years ago, hearing of the incident triggered for us a gray area between sympathy and empathy.
When you are a tourist, at every point, you try to take back the happiest of memories with you, choosing to bury the negatives in the recesses of your mind.
But now, happy pictures like this one are reminding me of how the heavy rain was incessantly lashing our cable car's glass windows; how a full-blown snowstorm greeted us on reaching the peak which stands tall at a dizzying height of 13,000 feet.
For some, Sunday's incident may have been "an act of God" (what the Gondola management has had the audacity to term the mishap) but really, at what point does greed take such an inhuman hike that you are ready to put into jeopardy the lives of other humans?