How about dreaming of a snowy mountain deep in your thought and waking up next to it only realizing that it is not a dream rather a beautiful poetic magnum creation whose sole purpose is to make you realize how beautiful the life is and how much we can explore the best out of it. That early morning bliss having a cup of tea and a snow filled mountain to accompany is something beyond dictionary. Perhaps this is Himachal Pradesh and this is the best possible welcome one could always except form this magnum land. And mark my words it wont disappoint you.
Though I am a tea lover but having a hot sip of tea in the lap of mountains has its separate charisma and a different kind of feeling. Suddenly you will start enjoying the tea like never before.
The mountains are situated in such a way that it create a chain of picturesque objects which gives an illusion of perfectly crafted paintings done by professionals. The more you stare into this the more you fall in love with them. They will attract you towards them and they urge to understand them.
With the passage of every second I was getting more attached to this place. I had already started imagining myself in the tea gardens as if I had full stake of this. The more I spent my time here the more I was cursing myself for thinking about leaving this place.
Perhaps the road to Khajjiar via chamba was very dull , all thanks to the heavy snow that had blocked the original route, until we reached to this beautiful location. My driver told me that the Mount Kailash is best viewed from this.
After a long drive when I spotted this view , It was like a slow music which was driving my mind to give off the complexity of life and simultaneously acting as a panacea for my ramified situation. It was as cool as ice and I could feel the serenity in the surrounding.
By the time we reached Khajjiar it was getting dark and the wind was very stubborn and chilled. I was completely flabbergasted by imaging the beauty of this place. Vast green lawn beautifully decorated with large Pine tress had its own persona. It was equally enviable and elusive. I wish I could have stayed there till eternity.
This was my first experience in proper snow and it had transformed me into a small kid who had no boundaries in imagination. The aroma of atmosphere was so cordial that I felt as if it was my own. I was one of them. I had developed that much of bonding with them. It is always very difficult to leave a place with whom you have developed such a bonding over the period. Perhaps the most callous moment for any trip. But life never stops at one place and we need to keep moving. We should never stop exploring nor travelling.