Traveling is good
In the lap of the great Himalayan Ranges lies this mesmerising state of Himachal Pradesh. Possessing an enviable diversity of natural beauty, Himachal Pradesh cradles snow capped mountains, snow fed rivers, dense deodar forests, cultivated terraces and apple orchards within itself. Fondly called as УDevbhumiФ or land of the Gods, this land welcomes visitors to enjoy the natural splendour of Rajgarh Valley, Chail, Great Himalayan National Park and Pin Valley National Park. For a peek into the past, there are historical sites like Sujanpur Tihra and Kangra Fort.
Bird watchers would love the Maharana Pratap Sagar Lake Sanctuary, which attracts multitudes of migratory ducks from the Siberian region during winter months. Himachal Pradesh has pleasant summers and cold winters with snowfall in some places. Many favoured destinations for those who wish to get away from the heat of the plains are the hill stations of Simla, Dalhousie, Kasauli, Manali and Chail.
The litfest opened at 2 pm with a welcome by Khushwant SinghтАЩs son Rahul Singh.
The event kick started under the October sun with tributes and anecdotes pouring in for the Always Khush sardar by his son Rahul Singh, nephew Pammi Singh, colleague Bachi Karkaria and friends Farooq Abdullah and Bishan Singh Bedi.
The hills were dead silent with occasional laughter and cries of ancestors of the HOMO SAPIENS. These brave hearts have made tall and fragile pine and deodar trees their play grounds. They dare to walk on high tension electric wires and water pipes at a height good enough to claim your life, if you lose your balance. They generally reside in abandoned homes, towering trees and earn their living by robbing from homes and climbing tall trees eating seeds and fruits. They were the sole owners of these lands encroached by humans. Their voices might be a welcome to us and an agreement to live peacefully with them or they might be planning a revolution against us or maybe they have an attitude that they donтАЩt care. Hills grow quieter as you glide down the day. Sky turns darker as sun takes your leave. You keep filling your lungs with the fresh air just to make sure that serene natural air reaches even to the last ruptured alveoli of your smoke and pollution damaged lungs. The mist is the best treat that you can give to your eyes next to actually snowing.
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The best thing he told us was that zorbing and paragliding takes place 1km down the road. So we headed there straight and yeah it was happening. We could see the zorbing ball but no gliders. After talking to the organizers we came to know paragliding happens early morning 9-10am as winds speeds are less at that time.
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рдХреБрд▓реНрд▓реВ рд╕реЗ рдмрд╕ рдореЗ рднреАреЬ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдИред рдореИрдВрдиреЗ рднреА рд╢рд░рд╛реЮрдд рд╕реЗ рд╕реАрдЯ рдЫреЛреЬ рджреА рдФрд░ рдЦрд┐реЬрдХреА рд╡рд╛рд▓реА рд╕реАрдЯ рдкрд░ рдмреИрда рдЧрдпрд╛ред рд╡реИрд╕реЗ рддреЛ рдХреБрд▓реНрд▓реВ рд╕реЗ рдордирд╛рд▓реА рдХрд░реАрдм рдбреЗреЭ (1hr 30mins ) рдШрдВрдЯреЗ рдХрд╛ рд╣реА рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддрд╛ рд╣реИ рд▓реЗрдХрд┐рди рднреАреЬ рджреЗрдЦ рдХрд░ рдореИрдВ рд╕рдордЭ рдЧрдпрд╛ рдерд╛ рдХрд┐ рдЯрд╛рдЗрдо рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рд▓рдЧрдиреЗ рд╡рд╛рд▓рд╛ рд╣реИред рдореЗрд░реЗ рдЖрдЧреЗ рд╡рд╛рд▓реА рд╕реАрдЯ рдкрд░ рд╕реНрдХреВрд▓ рдХреЗ рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЗ рдмреИрдареЗ рд╣реБрдП рдереЗред рдореИрдВрдиреЗ рдЙрдирдХреЛ рдХреИрдорд░рд╛ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рдФрд░ рдореЗрд░реА рдПрдХ реЮреЛрдЯреЛ рдЦреАрдВрдЪрдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдмреЛрд▓рд╛ред рдХреИрдорд░рд╛ рджреЗрдЦ рдХрд░ рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЗ рдЦреБрд╢ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдП рдФрд░ рдЭрдЯ рд╕реЗ рддреИрдпрд╛рд░ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдПред
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We were enjoying the trekking. ┬аA group of Rajasthanis were also going with us. ┬аThey had ┬аdrums with them and they were loudly singing bhajans and going fast. ┬аMy father said – it is not good to sing while trekking on steep slopes, their songs will be stopped soon. ..and it happened too. ┬аIn the way there was a small tea shop where we enjoyed our tea with Neemari Pakoras. ┬аThe shopkeeper showed us some wild elephants, who were grazing in the valley below.
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JALORI JOT (PASS)┬а Till now you read that after visiting Jwalajai, Rewalsar, Parashar, Manikaran, we stayed at Pandoh.┬а Everyone was happy that we were…
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The night was spent nicely at Bajaura and next day we were fresh to start our journey further. ┬аFrom Bajaura we reversed towards Kullu…
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We reach Kunzum jot, slightly off the main road and where vehicles take a customary loop to offer prayers. It is an overcast morning…. has continued to be so since Losar. More clouds come rolling in and almost obscure the Stupas at Kunzum Jot. Behind the Stupas and to their right, the track is clearly visible going to Chandratal. As our three vehicles halt there, we see no sign of the advance party. After mulling our options, we decide that one vehicle will go down the Kunzumla towards Batal and check out the motorable road to Chandratal since that is the only other place the other Scorpio could be. Sure enough, in a while we get a message from a tourist vehicle coming from Batal that our two Scorpios are at the motorable road and for us to join them there.
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The journey was started with a visit to Bheemakali temple. ┬аThe temple was looking maginificent from the hotel itself but when we reached the…
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As we moved ahead, we crossed more and more nallahs. To our surprise they were even more dangerous now. The water flow was huge, it was so violent, we thought as if we were going to flow away with the water down to the Spiti river.
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Bypassing such quaint villages as Yangthang, Chango and Leo, we press on for Nako. I have great hope that the cloud cover will disperse enough for Reo Purgyal, the highest peak in Himachal to be visible. Unfortunately, the peaks are all shrouded in thick clouds. We have a very long way ahead and no time to tarry. We do not even swing by Nako Lake consoling ourselves that we would see the Chandratal anyway today and hurry ahead. Far, far below us is the meandering Spiti and the beautiful Leo village is visible low down across the valley.
The route takes us through barren, crumbling mountainsides and the presence of a BRO detachment alerts us to the proximity of the Malling Nallah stretch which is infamous for being a perpetual landslide zone. It does not disappoint. We cross the Malling Nallah and come to a halt behind two other vehicles. A JCB is busy clearing an enormous few ton boulder in the landslide while a steady rain of shooting stones continues. It is scary, to say the least. I guess the BRO knows how dangerous it is and has concluded that this is minor enough for the work to continue. Hats off to these sentinels of the roads in these remote areas!