This blog has so far been only on Shimla. But late in July, I went travelling through Kinnaur & Spiti. This was a God-sent (or shall I say, government of India-sent) opportunity to re-visit the place of my dreams - Chandrataal.
Over the next few days I hope to post pictures of some of the places I saw on my way. I would like to talk about so many things I saw on my way - the constant play of sun and clouds, of light and shade, the aridity, the fertility, the cold, the warmth, the deserts, the lakes, the firendly lamas & zomos, the gompas, the innumerable chortens, the lonesome mummy at Geo, the tsampo, the salty tea, the improbable chocolate croissants discovered at Kaza, the laughter, the sheer joy of being on the open road....
This sight of the sun rising slowly over the mountains at Recong Peo reminded me of a Roerich painting.
The sublime view of the mountains is balanced by the sheer ugliness of the town with its higgledy-piggeldy buildings, open drains and the fine sheen of dust that seems to cover everything!
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