"Mount Kailash glowed in fresh snow and the strong wind atop stirred up a storm. . . The snow swirled around like a hula hoop till it was spent and lay suspended like a wispy smoke ring at the tip of a cigar. . . The luminescent pyramid with a white halo, embossed on the buest of earthly skies was imprinted forever in my memory "

--from Here Be Yaks by Manosi Lahiri

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