Some Un-shared Stories...

Words and phrases All echoed Loud and clear Making a statement A statement marking a movement This time for no one else But for self-acknowledgement Where paper met pen Pencil met slate Yet, struggling with words She laid down near a well A dried well Where hopes found a way out Where patience prevailed “Dig another feet” a voice echoed And lost track even before she woke Dreaming about success While weighing the pain She might undergo If she moved ahead with the planned game Getting back to the Dream Realizing over thinking won’t help Taking baby steps she finally flagged with faith Where hard-work followed hand in hand To prove dreams aren’t reality Unless you take the first step. Join in! Get on the bandwagon.

Entrancing, Enriching, Enlightening, these adjectives don’t really do justice to the experience one has traveled through, the ‘JULLAY’ land. Set amidst the Mighty Himalayas, deep gorges, sand dunes and the enormous valleys of Holy Indus and Zanskar “LADAKH” leaves you bewildered with the sheer audacity of its might. A long due vacation ever since I came across its scenic beauty on the internet where all I could do is admire its magnificence or buy a few prints which never seemed to fulfill the desire to experience the same. Plans were set in motion, leave applications dropped, payments made, tickets booked, preparations started for the much-awaited voyage with 21 strangers endorsing a common interest and soon we felt our plans being shattered as the Kashmir issue didn’t seem to subside. The organizers (Streets of India) had to make the last-ditch changes in the original plan so instead of going via Srinagar we had to start via Manali. Execution: 3rd August ‘ 16, 4.30am and the journey