By now, the rocks had started flattening out. I could see the rim… and the small silhouettes of people on the top. Could not be more than ten minutes more at that point of time. But at that point of time even one minute felt like a month.

I think the congratulatory board was strategically placed there just for me. For some reason, I thought I was already there.

I was not. But it did not matter. The board told me I was there. The rest was about just taking some nice pictures, right?