And what a life this ageless tree has Waiting for the snow to freeze it’s exterior Awaiting the blazing sun to nourish it’s swaying leaves Waiting for the trekkers for solitary pictures And ultimately waiting for death for decades.
And what a trek 🏞️🗻🏔️ will it be if the mighty conifers 🌲 are not there to sooth us in their shade?
So what stops you From hiking these mountains ⛰️ Inside you and outside here Conquer your mind Your heart 💓 And eventualy these mountains.
Mountains seranade me Mountains feed my soul.
Your cheerful pinks And playful winks Soothe my jaded soul Pacifying this broken heart So come here, come near me And bring with yourself those colours you flaunt.
While I trek uphill I spot a house And dream of an unadorned life there While I trek uphill I savour these mighty mountains And fantasize about a life In the lap of these behemoths.
And on these barren trails With scattered flora The trekkers leave their vestiges.
“But before I die, I want to fight for life. If I can walk on my own, I can go wherever I like.” And these beautiful lines from #elevenminutes aptly describe my state of mind while trekking towards the Nag Tibba base camp on day 1. I wanted to give up and get back to…
Lately, I have realized that on steep ⛰️ treks, you need to be careful with the weight of your bag. The heavier it is, the more it will hinder your movements. And on steeper terrain, you need to be cautious while traversing as any wrong move could hurt you. This bag was around 8-9kg and…
What will be life if we do not follow our heart’s wishes for adventures? My first Uttarakhand and a winter trek happened at the beginning of 2018. The temperatures in Delhi were already below 5 degrees and Uttarakhand signifies a red signal for cold prone people like me. But regular adventures satisfy the soul and…