darjeeling

happiness?
what is happiness?
isn't it somewhat vague?
when am i happy?when i'm alone?i don't know..

i guess i've never been happy.i guess noone is ever perfectly happy.two sides of the same coin,happiness and pain.everything is relative in this world.pain gives a sense of belonging to happiness.if you know pain,only then can you be happy.

but what the hell am i talking about?
up on this ridge,6500 feet high,among deodhars that gently rustle in this cold wind,i know what happiness is.kanchenjunga is silhoutted against this austere november sky.i can see the play of colours on the snow.the five treasures of the great snows,i can see why they call the mountain that.the greatest treasure in the world is happiness,even if for a trivially small span of time..
and i'm perfectly happy,up here above the clouds.
the only other time i've felt so light headed and elated is after meeting you.my other great treasure is my love for you.its almost as beautiful and its even more fragile than you are..