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…