Tales of a traveller
It was the starriest night at Komic – Spiti’s highest inhabited village, overlooking golden mountains and brown pastures. Hot cups of Loon Cha poured in as we spoke of the tales hidden in the hearts of Spiti. I was alone on my journey across the tribal circuit of Himalayas starting Continue Reading
On a warm February morning, the cold winds coming from far away mountains go to sleep. The cymbals clanked, trumpets sang and drums played melodies of yore. Masked faces stood out amongst the blue skies and vast mountains. Prayers hummed in circles and a mist of incense smoke invaded my Continue Reading