Himalaya by Proxy

In the air-conditioned chill of the office In the desktop picture of Mount Everest In passwords like Ganga, Yamuna Badri, Kailas or Manasarovar -

Leafing, surreptitiously, through the books on treks To Himalayas and wilderness Dreaming meandering through Rhododendrons and snow bound paths- I imagine the sips of water from my bottle To be that of the streams in the mountains.

It is really so easy; all I have to do Is to get up from my seat Leave the complaining customer Walk over to the window at the rear of the office And look up at the skies…