This was one of those road trips which needed no frill, no paraphernalia. But sound is an important part of my life. Much as smell is. I have almost no tolerance for the type that I don’t like. I concluded that the drivers in Ladakh cannot drive without their music. And understandably so. So we … Continue reading Ladakh: Let It Flow
The modest start The overnight bus journey till Manali was largely uneventful. As conscious as I was of the fact that I was headed to Ladakh, I could not think about or visualise anything beyond the view from my window. Gradually moving out of Delhi, out of the spaces that I do not even relate … Continue reading Ladakh: Take My Breath Away!
Our Drivers We completed the journey between Manali and Srinagar in four different cars with four different drivers. From Manali to Keylong, we were with Namgyal. He was stylish, outgoing, god-fearing, and a safe driver. But very low on confidence. Sitting next to him through the drive, particularly at Rohtang, didn’t feel too great. At … Continue reading Ladakh: The People Who Made It Happen
I came back from Ladakh last Sunday. And I am still trying to figure how to put together an account of what I experienced. It really was beyond words. It was even beyond photographs. No picture can do justice to what you get to view there. The landscape, the colours, the terrain, the form each … Continue reading Mann Marziyan
You know those dark clouds that you know you cannot escape? Except that they keep dodging you and you cannot tell when they will get you. I started 2012 with a terrible intuition. But it was less of intuition and more the anticipation for the dark clouds. Dad’s high BP and unacknowledgment of the issue … Continue reading Saw it coming
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