Trekking #AtoZChallenge

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Trekking up the Himalayas is an adventure..

As one gets to see spellbinding landscapes-which change their color now and then, the mesmerizing clouds- white puffy butlers at one point to dark stallions by the evening, variety of fauna-the cute little marmots, geese, snow leopards, yaks and horses, the silence of the mountains- which speaks to anyone who wants to listen, the profound inner journey to self- makes up for an wholesome journey to the mountains!

Have you been on trekking up the mountains? What was your experience?

Himalayas #AtoZChallenge

H has to be Himalayas for me!

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They are my second love after ‘Books!’

My first experience in Himalayas was spellbinding. To stand and gaze at the mighty mountains was utterly fabulous. The mountain air evokes the soul within you and certainly come back to the plains a changed person. It is so sublime that I have goosebumps just thinking about it.

View Point 1, Goechala Pass, Sikkim with Mt. Kanchenjunga in the background
Me and Mt. Kanchenjunga in the background

Days and days pass by

My love for them stands by

It is a calling I cannot ignore

For I long for them forever more!

I have been visiting Himalayas every year now.

Well do visit Himalayas, the abode of mighty mountains and bliss!

Or have you been to Himalayas and how was your experience?

Quaint little Tosh!

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My body ached as I sat in the backseat of the car after a blissful trek on the Kheerganga trail the previous day. We (my fellow friend and trekker) would be in Tosh, a village in the next 15 minutes. The car made its way up the damp rocky mountain path. It had rained the previous night, thanks to the peak monsoon month July.

My mind wandered to a bathtub with bubbling hot water, aromatic candles lit around the tub, a soothing music which played in tune with my mood………..

The car jerked, oh well I was out of my luxurious reverie and we had certainly reached Tosh. There we were standing before a bridge, the only wooden bridge to get across to Tosh. We opted to stay at the nearest hotel across the bridge owing to our exhausted, famished selves.

We were then joined by our friend who had stayed back and enjoyed Tosh much against treading up the Kheerganga trail. More on Kheerganga in my next blog post.

After a not so luxurious shower, we explored the nook and corners of Tosh only to find a good restaurant/cafe. The village Tosh is at about 7800 feet at the far end of the Parvati Valley in Himachal Pradesh. It is a small village with narrow paved pathways which increases gradually in height as one walks through the village. After Kasol, Rasol, Manikaran, Chalal, Tosh happens to be a haven for tourists. We did find a few homestays and cafes on the way. The village seemed to be on a lazy spell or rather the mountain life happens to be laid-back!?

I shuddered as we climbed up the narrow alleys. A chill breeze pranced about me and I was not in the mood to join in for a dance.

Well we finally gave in to the search and headed to the famous Pinky Didi’s cafe or the 360 deg view cafe. It was a cafe at the edge of the mountain. The Himalayas can be viewed all around this place. So, we were surrounded by the gigantic spell-binding mountain ranges! Wow! I can quite trace back to that feeling!

We ordered for food and enjoyed the sublime views that Himalayas threw at us. Oh my! We were surrounded by the beautiful landscapes; Snow covered ranges, forests, rocky mountains!

Sitting by the cafe, looking at the mesmerising ranges, soaking in the silence or the music of the mountain air, eating sumptuous food, reading a book, sipping on green tea with the sun shining down upon us- Happiness is what I call it!

A few tourists came and went but we the trio sat gaping at the mountains for we were in no hurry to be anywhere else.

So what happened further in Tosh, stays in Tosh…… It ain’t called the ‘Amsterdam of India’ for no reason!

 

 

 

 

Landscape: Poetry

 

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Rumbak Village as seen from Stok La, Ladakh, India

“You take the colours right from the palette, I say!

You speak of a place within, I gather.

Painter happens to be my soul, ain’t it?

You often have a say with the silence.

Such myriad colours you adorn yourself with

And glare at me for treading upon you

I gasp for breath out of exhaustion and astonishment

You sure have ensnared me in your arms”

 

 

Friend: Poetry

My heart stopped at its sight

Over and above the clouds

Untouched by the greedy humans

Nurtures the tired souls

Time stands still

Awakening the spiritual call

Intriguing is the silence

Never a song to the naysayers!

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Rumbak village as seen from the Stok Range, Ladakh, Jammu and Kashmir, India

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Throwback Thursday: By far the best Odyssey…..

Throwback Thursday: My soulful journey through Ladakh

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Ladakh……had always been on my mind ever since I had read about it on the internet, social media and heard from a few  friends about the grandeur of the mountains out there. So, it was on my bucket list….

Catching up with my friend at my place and talking about life, life n life…….. paved way for the brilliant idea….”Let’s do something crazy. Let’s travel to Ladakh!Let’s do it!”

After researching over the weekend on the how to’s and when to’s…. we hit upon a  travel agency and they said it’s possible in September and they could arrange with transportation and accommodation for the places that we wanted to visit.

Well, we were excited and finalized in on September….

Meanwhile, I did check with my traveller friend and he suggested that we do the trip ourselves and that he would help us with the plan…..

“Why not! That’s…

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