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I am Michael, a Christian. I am a photographer but I really love trekking.
I am Maya. I am stick-thin-coffee-coloured, a hindu girl, and wife of Michael
Maya, I'm home! I want to go trekking in Roopkund again! This time I won't fail, I have new equipments to use!
It is his love for mountains that became my rival with his love and attention. Although scared and pained, I still supported him with it.
My rival in love was not a woman but a mountain range. It was very soon after my wedding that I discovered this.
The trek was not really difficult, it only sounded as if it was. Many had done it before.
I'll be waiting for you, By the time you’re home you’ll have a beard again, like every other time.
He was with me but not with me.
I spent my days waiting for Michael to be home. I always look at our wedding photo that made me miss him even more.
I waited patiently for him to be back.
Then, our landlord called to me and I received the most heart shattering news in my whole life. My husband is dead.
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I'm sorry, Michael is proclaimed dead.
They had found Michael’s body after three days of searching. It was close to the lake
I was right, the mountain is my rival. It is not a woman who took him away from me, it was his love and passion for the mountains.
THE END

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