Dear you, I knew where I wanted to be. This time it was a lake perched in the lap of cold deserts of Spiti. The moon lake(Chandrataal) as it is usually called owing to its crescent shape. I had it all planned in my mind. It turned out to be altogether different was another matter … Continue reading To the moon and back.
Dear you, 20th March 2016 6:22am. It is raining outside. And that is quite unusual for March. Black clouds fill up the morning sky and the mountains far off seem to be wrapped around by a thick blanket of fog. I haven't been to the mountains in the monsoon season but the greenery surrounding me … Continue reading To Barot, Himachal