I am back to the hills after spending almost two months in central Indian villages with WASH United. The following paragraphs will have a brief info about the yatra and a summary of what is was about. You can always visit the main website for detailed information.
After spending half of my winters in Delhi, I realized that its not cold enough. So, I tried to book my tickets to the nearest Hill Station, Leh, the capital of the Ladakh region. Soon I found out that there were no flights for the day I wanted to leave, so I got tickets from Chandigarh instead. So now my journey time was increased by five hours and had join my friends from Kurukshtra as the bus journey takes five hours to reach Chandigarh.
So we reached Chandigarh airport on time but the check-in counters were closed. We waited. We had our breakfast and then we waited again. There were many flights being delayed because of fog at Chandigarh. The airlines soon sent me a text saying that even our flight was delayed for another hour. Meanwhile, the clock struck 10 and the commodities market opened. Both of my friends got busy in their cellphones and practiced their money making skills. Soon the passengers started getting anxious but we were busy in the ups and lows of the indices. The flight was further delayed for two hours. One of our friend canceled his plan to Leh and went home. After waiting for four hours. The check in counters were opened and we got our boarding passes at 2 pm. We waited again. Finally, we boarded the plane at 2:30 pm and then started our journey to Leh.
( Priyanka Sharma, a student journalist who wrote this article about me for her college magazine. Thanks Priyanka)
( Originally appeared in the October/November 2011 print issue of DestinAsian magazine (“The Last Valley”) )
Long marred by separatist violence, the Kashmir Valley is finally enjoying a relative peace, with tourist numbers higher than they have been for years. But will it be enough to return the beautiful Himalayan vale to the ranks of India’s most legendary destinations?
Winter, the best of all the seasons. It’s when you pack yourself in layers of clothing. The time when you enjoy different flavors of tea. When you sit near the chimney in a dark wooden room, while flakes of snow, cover your garden and the pine trees around your house with a white sheet. It’s the best of all the seasons. Even for those who have no access to the outside world. Places like Kinnaur and Lahul Spiti. People in these remote villages sit together and enjoy life. All of these distant villages have a number of festivals in winters as they cannot do much in their fields.