The thing about mountains is that they can get real hot as well as real cold. This interesting phenomenon I observed was that when the sun is out, you'll burn your skin. And in a matter of seconds, when the sun shys away behind the clouds, you start shivering again.
All of us got ourselves a bonfire for the night at Grahan as it started getting real cold as the sun went down. For a brief amount of time, we all forgot where we came from, the work we had left behind, and was alive in the moment within the circle we had formed to be one big family. Singing songs, dancing to Garba and sharing stories with a hot cup of well deserved Bournvita after a long day's trek.
Once everyone was done with the bonfire and went into their own tents to rest for the night, a couple of us stayed out as we had found a visual treat that we couldn't take our eyes off. The sky was lit up as ever. Millions of shining dots captured our attention as we slowly fell deeper and deeper into it lying down on the wet grass, stargazing. We had deep conversations while we saw satellites orbiting the Earth and shooting stars passing by looking down upon us. It made me realise that we are just a speck of dust within the galaxy. It was truly a night to remember.