Lights out Alice!
This part of Sikkim Diaries focuses on what is easily the most spacious and elegant room I have ever stayed in although it is a guesthouse inside a factory (important to note that it is inside the factory as it comes with its own set of limitations).
The guesthouse is classy. Lavish, but with elegance. It has everything you can imagine in a hotel room, with added benefit of having everything that you might need in case you were on the road or living out of a suitcase for a long time. Initially I felt it was a bit of an overkill, a form of opulence, but after spending a few weeks here, the conclusion is far simpler than that. It is not opulence, but a requirement to be self-contained and self-sustainable. The guesthouse is inside of the factory and the factory itself is located in a remote area up in the hills, by the wayside, overlooking mountains with a raging river next to it on one side. The setting, is serene but more importantly, balanced. While the mountain peaks that can be seen adorned with clouds straight out of the window in the morning offer peace and calm, the incessant buzz of the raging river right not even 10 metres from my room reminds us of the ferocity of nature. The river, to be fair which it is not, it is just a tributary that goes on to connect to Teesta, is mesmerizing, inspiring and annoying, all at the same time. It is mesmerizing to see how water flows. Allow me to explain. The flow rate of water here is very high. Since it is coming down and the entire land is sloping downwards, it has a lot of potential energy combined with volume. The mesmerizing part is because of what it flows over. If the same ferocious water is flowing over a smooth bed, there is very little turbulence because of which the water appears deceptively calm. However, this myth is immediately shattered as soon as the bed is filled with rocks, of which there are many and of multiple size and shapes. As soon as something breaks the laminarity (I am not sure if I am using this word correctly or how the Reynolds number is changing), because of the rock, the turbulence brings out the violent nature of the flow. It rages over, around and surrounds the rock, reminding it of a power that is unshakable, even though the rock is adamantly stuck in its place and provides a good battle. This constant battle wherein neither the rock is affected nor the water is deterred is what is inspiring to me and symbolic of the balance that is beautiful in the world for us to observe.
Just like everything else in life or in inanimate objects, over time it loses its sheen and you start taking it for granted, which sucks, since I try to remind myself that it is all fleeting and this view and the combination of this time, headspace, lack of responsibilities or real pressure in life will never come back again. This moment is probably one of the most beautiful room with a view combinations I will ever have in my life and currently I am drowning in irrelevant issues to even realize and acknowledge the beauty that is surrounding me.
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