Walking, walking, walking.

When you have not left your bed for days like a mental patient because you’re so busy working, where you’ve become ok with the idea of using a bed to work instead of a desk and a table like normal people — because you’re not as smart as you think you are — then how wonderful it feels to walk, just a few steps back and forth, eating a chikki on your terrace overlooking the Himalaya, how wonderful to walk and see the Rohtang Pass mountains — a beloved sight — and the Seven Sisters peaks.

How wonderful that we can walk.

Date

December 2, 2021

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Snow envy. Ever since living in the Himalaya, I’ve come to envy the mountains because it always snows first over them and not over me, and it snows over them