Remembering Joshimath

Houses were stacked on both sides of the main road, above and below, and most of them could be reached only by stairs that were cut into the slopes between buildings. People had to climb up or down the stairs to reach the main street, depending on what side of the main road they lived on. Some houses were so precariously close to the edges and I wondered if they felt vertigo. Some of the houses were too far upon the hill that on a dark night, its dim light could very well be mistaken for a star. I would dread myself if I had to walk such a distance and climb those heights every morning and evening.  Human grit and determination always made me wonder. 

Drivelogue: Avalanche – In love with lakes!

Over the past couple of years I have been blessed to drive/ ride through some of the most bewitching stretches of Southern India. But this one ride of 30+ kms from Ooty to Avalanche Lake certainly is one of the toppers on the list. A ride that filled both my soul and memory card! I … Continue reading Drivelogue: Avalanche – In love with lakes!