Its my get away.
Its my vantage point. I see everything from here. Its high up. I am safe.
Its cold and white. But the sun is forever shining here.
No sound but that of nature rides the winds here.
Its elemental.
When you are up there in that thin atmosphere, living of an oxygen tank, you know what life really is.
Its breathing. Its about you. Its biology. Not what society has been training you for. Not a job. Just you.
Life is being alive.
Being up there is my high. My ecstasy.
My secret. Thats why it hides behind the curtain of clouds.
Sikkim, India, 2008.
