The blizzard’s song

The blizzard’s song

Noisy, jammed with cars and reeking of diesel is how Manali seemed when we entered it post a three kilometer long jam. The hour long trudge had taxed us far more than the three hundred kilometer long ride did. The evening was spent recuperating at a cafe on the...
The Frozen Sands

The Frozen Sands

I woke to the sound of birds twittering around my tent, trying to bore holes into it as they spoke amongst themselves about a topic I did not understand. It was a perfect morning. The sun was rising in the east; the mountain air was fresh and crisp. I checked the...