A hard trek can really be inspirational. Climbing through the rugged paths and stony highways with an eternity of green around is absolutely priceless.It is soothing. The pump in the lungs and the mellowing sweat drops drives right through you.Your legs may stagger at odd corners and your sweaty palms might exalt the odds.The weight of the gadgets can be menacing. But then you ain’t feeble .you are a mountain yourself.Your willpower casts a bigger shadow than you.

For you know there at the top you will witness something extraordinary .Something that will stay with you for the rest of your life.

And finally when you perch there ,astounded by the timeless beauty all around ,you look back and say to yourself it is the journey indeed that makes the destination so beautiful.

And you might realize , its not about the center of the maze but the maze itself.