Graves are as much annals of natural history as that of civilization, one muses, looking at lichens creeping over the tombstones… myriad shades of green go exploring the cracks and crevices to burst forth and fulfill their seemingly imperialistic ambitions through spores or isidia… from the vestiges of those deceased, life emanates as an intriguing …
Category: Mountains
Lakhudiyar and the languid…
Prehistory, one feels at times, deserves to be left alone… for we aren’t doing much with it, except maybe for emojis… there’s no cultures to revere or ancestries to venerate, and consequently, no opinions to subjugate… hardly any narratives soaked in drama… just a clutch of unembellished facts aloof to sensational revelations or discoveries… content …
Winter twilight, and winterline
Winter twilight in the mountains….
Missives from moraines
Mulling over moraines, treks across western Himalaya…
Crickets and their comforting chirps…
Crickets and their brethren are basslines of the songs that abound the outdoors, vocalizing canopies or anything damp with their chirps and twirps… while the birds bebop from one branch to another, they skittle around with the same restiveness, punctuated with those quantum leaps every now and then… The chirps of crickets and cicadas have …
Bhyundar Khal, tripping billies
Reminiscences from Bhyundar Khal, a high altitude Himalayan trek in Uttarakhand connecting the Valley of Flowers to Gamshali village near Tibetan border
Trishul and its auspices…
Musings on views of Trishul peak from Ranikhet
meadows and monsoons…
Musings on Himalayan meadows…
Notes on an effervescent mountain sun…
Musings on the mountain sun, trekking in the Himalaya
Cloudy threats…
Musings on cloudy weather, a day spent hiking the traditional pastoral lands of the Dhauladhars in Himachal Pradesh