The mercury has touched the higher 30s here in Bangalore and there has only been a slight respite in the form of short drizzles. With very few destinations in south India that offer an escape from this heat (even the Nilgiris record temperatures in the high 30s during summers), the mind wanders on its own, to my getaway to Himachal Pradesh in north India and its blissful summer escapes. Images of snow capped peaks, the gorgeous yellow evening sunlight lighting up coniferous forests, sparkling morning dew drops and emerald green rivers flowing over rounded white stones keep cropping up every now and then. Such is the longing to get away from this prickly heat that the mind often conjures up an imaginative land from memories of time spent in the lap of the Himalayas.
We spent about two weeks in the hill stations of North India back in 2012. Roughly, the itinerary covered the erstwhile British Raj’s summer capital of Simla, the honeymooners paradise of Kullu-Manali, the seat of the Dalai Lama – McLeodGanj in Dharamsala, a stopover at the Sikh religious city of Amritsar, the hippie-haunt cum Hindu religious city cum yoga capital of Hrishikesh followed by a day and a half’s halt at Nainital.
But this post is not a narrative of the trip, just an attempt to outline the characteristics that add so much romance to the mountains up north.
Adios, till the next blog post, faithful reader. And I hope you get a chance to go somewhere you desire to go as well, if you haven’t yet.