The trekkers

hmmm... Now that there is office and work in this world..

There is also the privilege of being a wandering monk in the Valley of Flowers..

..of a stone temple for Ganesha, covered in snow with yesterday's flowers strewn in, on the way to cloud paths of Baghuabasa and Roopkund

..of a ramshackle slate-hut at the heights of Karkhiyan (Sunderdhunga glacier), where a lonely Gadaria boy awaits at dusk your tired legs, that are dragging after the 8 hr trek - with steaming Dal Chawal in cold, slashing rain...

.. Of a small wooden, broken bridge of twigs and bamboo mat straps, that can just take you past Dayara Bugiyal, where flowers and snow (in March!!) await your homecoming silently...

hmmm... Now that there is office and work in this world.. it ain't so bad at all..for this world opens that..and thus the wheel spins so magically!