It is here ... I am an old man ... hill-bred , hill-fed , never to sit down among my Hills . Three years I travelled through Hind , but -- can earth be stronger than Mother Earth ? My stupid body yearned to the Hills and the snows of the Hills , from below there . I said , and it is true , my Search is sure . So , at the Kulu woman 's house I turned hillward , over-persuaded by myself . There is no blame to the hakim . He -- following Desire -- foretold that the Hills would make me strong . They strengthened me to do evil , to forget my Search . I delighted in life and the lust of life . I desired strong slopes to climb . I cast about to find them . I measured the strength of my body , which is evil , against the high Hills , I made a mock of thee when thy breath came short under Jamnotri . I jested when thou wouldst not face the snow of the pass . ' ` But what harm ? I was afraid . It was just . I am not a hillman ; and I loved thee for thy new strength . ' ` More than once I remember ' -- he rested his cheek dolefully on his hand -- ' I sought thy praise and the hakim 's for the mere strength of my legs . Thus evil followed evil till the cup was full . Just is the Wheel !
All Hind for three XXXXX did me all honour .
Hills Hind Jamnotri Kulu Mother hakim harm pass strength years