Musings on the mountain sun, trekking in the Himalaya
Notes on an effervescent mountain sun…
Tag: mountains
Cloudy threats…
Musings on cloudy weather, a day spent hiking the traditional pastoral lands of the Dhauladhars in Himachal Pradesh
of a cemetery…
Musings on an old Parsi cemetery, Ranikhet, Uttarakhand
Spring in the backyard…
Spring in the mountains, a time when the sun is finally emboldened enough to begin scrubbing away the vestiges of winter, the cold begins to lose its bite and the canopy starts humming to the wind… the brooding dark winter is a time to contemplate, whilst on the other side of the vernal equinox, ‘tis …
on residues of mountain rains…
monsoons bring their own unique romance to the mountains, neither comparable to the pure white vistas of winter nor quite like the salubriousness of spring or autumn… the summers preceding them are not really scorching but still do tend to get on one’s nerves that the rains pacify, beginning with the petrichor and then moving …
on long walks in mountains…
there are walks in the mountains while hiking that one underestimates, naïve enough not to pay heed to the illusions of a simple way up wild gorges… the day elongates proportionally with the trail, disaggregated into phases that seem like days unto themselves, each phase anchored to its own particular memory… there’s a brief period …
tridents and their high abodes…
Musings on Shiva in Himalayan contexts…
Chortens and their chores…
Chortens are one of those religious structures that are universally revered, a harbinger of constructive contemplation – one that leads towards inner peace through reminiscent journeys – these trapezoids stacked over one another and topped with a crown are but Buddha posing himself they say… a structural representation of different stages of his mortal journey… …
Some flies in the mountains…
Musings on flies, hiking in the Himalaya
Butterflies in mountains…
Butterflies go deep, quite deep, maybe simply on the dint of the remarkable transitions they display that for millennia have flummoxed the best of minds… the Greeks and Indians ascribed the transformation akin to the transmigration of the human soul… palingenesis… Zhuang Zhou scratched his head, perplexed with this butterfly dream that seems to snowball …