After 18 hours on minibus + 12 hours in Manali + another 11 hours on local bus, I am back to CHD again, covered with dust and dirt. With departing day coming, feeling a bit weird again.

Wish to meet all the friends but I knw it has become something impossible. Still have a lot to do in Delhi and don't want to think about work, think I should have more updates when I am awake tomorrow. cheers

any word is not enough to describe such a land- God must like it so much here that he creates Srinagar.

 

Dal lake is def the sapphire of Kashmir, so wide, with absolutely no noise, you here your shikara man paddling softly and take a nap in the morning sun. Tired from the morning veg maket of hustle and bustles and sleeping after stuff your stomach with a fresh Kashmiri bread. Luxury sometimes just cost just 2 rupees.I can't describe the feeling when you are soaked in total silence but do feel the wind on your face. You are feeling hot under the 10am sun, so just take off the clothes and jump in the water and swim with the fish, picked a lotus on the way and smell it. Kawa tea is fantastic, giving ppl an illusion of the Maharajans in the old times, drinking such sweet and refreshing green tea, indulged with Almond and Cardemon taste. Oh yes, and the Swiss-like Gulmarg.It wouldn't be exaggerated to say Swiss is the copy of Gulmarg, magnificent views of grass land and pine forrest, along with snow peaks showing up from time to time. Take the cable cart, the altitude rises sharply from 2000ish meters to 4250 meters. In the sandals, you can play with snow now, pity around you are the noisy Indian families.

 

There are just so much to feel but always not enough to say for Kashmir, there is no way to say No to it.