And just like that, our Sikkim journey came to an end.
When we had to say our goodbyes to the Sherpas, I thought it was would be a polite goodbye. Similar to like how our goodbyes was with the Limboo family. We were all packed when Jamuna asked us to wait for five minutes. We didn’t mind, the sun was out, the garden was in full bloom, we used the time to do some sunbathing. God knows we needed it.
Jamuna came bumbling from around the corner holding two silk scarves, khatas, usually given during special occasions or during the arrival or departure of guests. She put it around our necks, wished us a safe and happy journey, she told us to take care of each other and keep loving each other even when the times got tough and asked us to keep in touch with Pema and her.
I am generally not one for hugging and sentimentality but at that moment, I was so full emotion, I immediately wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug. She patted my back and with a wide smile, she said, “Take care, see you soon, nameste.”
And so, we were in our car and on our way out of Sikkim.
Thank you Sikkim, thank you for everything. Thank you for your people, your food, your water, your land, your mountains, your air, your sunshine, your peace. As soon we were out of Sikkim, we wanted to turn back. But, there were places to see, more adventures to go on, more stories to live. We couldn’t get so attached to a place.
But one thing we were sure of, though we had to leave Sikkim, we didn’t have to leave the mountains behind. So, we made our way to Uttrakhand – the land of the Gods.
Sikkim – in pictures.