The first step, the last mile and every bit of the journey in between. Living every hour with myself, trying to unjumble little parts of life and figuring out the rest of it. All this and a lot more unfolded in the 3 days i spent in that little beautiful village of naggar!
Waking up to the dim morning light and sleeping off to the silence of darkness, i enjoyed all the splendor that nature gave me in between of those variations in daylight. The stretches that i explored varied from gasping views of the snow clad mountains to the deep green views of the valleys around.
For the records, i was in a village but there was less of ruralism. Every step was full of splendid beauty in the rawest form but in the absence of a lot of civilization, i couldn’t breathe the rural air much. People were simple, untouched, basic and simple but were quite aware of the world around. The cottage i put up in, was made by the villagers but was completely equipped with all modern amenities.
But despite lack of the rustic feel, the peace in the place was unparalleled and the contentment of the people was evident in the enviornment. The views were mesmerising and the children were adorable!
Situated between the kullu valley and the peaks of Manali, Naggar is a village that brings the glory of snow clad mountains, green stretches with rich flora and the silence of the lambs in one spot.
Climbing through the slopes to discover and unveil the abundance of prettiness the place holds, gives you goosebumps and takes the senses higher than the altitude. I walked through the mountains wanting to go on and never stop. I ended up seeing Manali and Naggar from all points and never did i trek to so much content ever before.
2 nights and 3 days of nothing but exploration was something i had never done before but the melancholy of leaving the place made it one of my best expeditions in recent times. Add to that, i ended up writing my first poem after 4 years which would follow next.
(Raja’s Castle – enjoyed the most fascinating views from here)