By Paromita Debroy.
It was a rainy June evening in 2013. I sat at my office desk, staring at the monitor, unable to work. I had read about the Uttarakhand floods the previous day and was still trying to come to terms with the devastation caused by it. I love the Himalayas and it felt as if something close to me was getting destroyed. Well, it also meant that I would have to cancel my visit to the flood-affected areas and plan everything all over again.
It was a rainy June evening in 2013. I sat at my office desk, staring at the monitor, unable to work. I had read about the Uttarakhand floods the previous day and was still trying to come to terms with the devastation caused by it. I love the Himalayas and it felt as if something close to me was getting destroyed. Well, it also meant that I would have to cancel my visit to the flood-affected areas and plan everything all over again.
It was fate trying to send me to the Eastern Himalayas, for that’s when I stumbled upon Sandakphu, the
highest peak of West Bengal perched at approximately 12,000 feet.