The Himalayan Daughters

I am neither a poet, nor a litterateur, nor a novelist. I have neither the ability to express my emotion through poetry; nor have I the power to create a fantastic literary piece; nor am I capable of writing a beautiful story. How can I make you understand how I felt after seeing Kanchenjunga? There is nothing more beautiful in this world than my mother; but how can I ignore the beauty of Kanchenjunga? I kept staring at it without even a blink in my eye. “O my creator, you are so great! If you didn’t give me these eyes, then could I see this amazing sight?”