Water Curtain

There is a place that is nestled in the folds of the western ghats, There is a place that attracts and accumulates water and makes it cascade, There is a place that movie makers seek out to give serene back drop to a dramatic scene, There is a place that makes reaching there an adventure…

End of the VoF trip

It was hell of a week and more. The trip to Phullon ki Ghati – Valley of Flowers. From the chaos of thirteen of us getting together at the airport, the massive traffic Jam at Haridwar, the river side stay at Rishikesh. The trip to Vishal Badri and the insightful road. To the trek up to VoF, the Trek…

End of the Valley and then Auli

This is the third part of the trek to the Valley of flowers, read the first and second part for sequence or just dive in. There were deliberations and discussions and we decided to start real early on the fifth day. See once you are on the roads the real early bug needs to bite. And thank god…

The actual Valley -VoF

How we reached till here is in the first part Gangharia is a temporary town on a half kilo meter-ish long road. Is the base camp for VoF and Hemkund. It has a Gurudwara, loads of hotels, an information center. The sole purpose of the locals there is to cater to the tourists. It is a wonder to…

Rendezvous with the slumbering Earth

Boulders. Formed of violent, raging, molten earth. Boulders. Stacked to form mountains. Water. Trapped in the stacked boulders forming springs and streams. Space. Between the boulders. Cool, Comforting, Accommodating, Dark  may be Daunting. Light. Filtered by the Boulders and Space. Appearing dusky, like a Day Twilight. Together, waiting. Waiting for people to enter, explore and…