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The Pinnacle

He steadily climbed the mountain, though he slid and slipped, but safely held by the climbing ropes. "Where can I get the pinnacle of joy?" he asked, his soul really disturbed. There was a local legend that the mountain had a pinnacle of joy; if anyone touched it, joy would be absorbed right into the soul! The mountain top he reached, saw the pinnacle, touched it, but he remained the same as he was before; memories of recent divorce, retrenchment, and loss in a bet were still haunting him. That's the moment he realized that the pinnacle wasn't in a mountain or any mountain, but in his mind...

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Date: 9/15/2014 10:05:00 AM
Nicely penned write on mount-climbing, Teddy
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Teddy Kimathi
Date: 9/16/2014 2:25:00 AM
Thank you for your kind remark Dr. Ram Mehta! :-)

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