The minute I stepped in and took four steps, despite the warning from Yash, I bawled. It was so painful, something I had never experienced before. I couldn't do it. I walked back to the shore we came from and started crying a little!
Somehow, I slowly went ahead with shoes on, jumping rocks until I reached a stream where I had to remove my shoes again. This time mentally I was better prepared and we crossed this wide stream successfully and happily put on our shoes. We had taken an hour to cross 400 meters.
After a small hike to Zardong and then Paplu, I was very well prepared to cross the other stream. I walked without my shoes like a pro, without screaming anymore. Also since it was past 10, the temperature wasn't as cold. We left our bags in the tent which we pitched before the second stream and started walking to the final part of the trek.
The landscape changed and huge boulder rocks were present on one side of the river. Soon few blue lakes appeared. And we then climbed the boulder hill to get a birds eye view of what was beyond, the lake and the glacier. And then we started our return journey, unto the first stream.
While Yash was willing to cross this stream at 3PM, I wasn't. So we camped by the stream and witnessed a magical starry sky that night.