My eyes had been weak since childhood, with multiple refractive powers, and the onset of snow blindness posed a particularly daunting obstacle. Those 2-3 days battling snow blindness were emotionally draining. The physical strain on weakened eyesight, combined with the harsh conditions, made it an exceptionally tough experience. Initially, the disappointment of not reaching the top weighed heavily on me. However, as time passed and I reflected on the entire experience, I came to a profound realisation that life is not solely about achieving victories. Moreover, in the high mountains, crossing certain altitudes disrupts normal sleep patterns and affects appetite. Nights become restless, and meals become a struggle. Yet, with the next day’s climb looming, there was only one goal to keep in mind – to persevere and keep moving forward.