The winding road up the hill, you can only stop and absorb the beauty for a moment along these bends...the curves carry the memories of travellers who had the opportunity to get a momentary pause like me...with their extremities awaiting new faces.
A flat-top hill forming the lowest step of the Chotanagpur plateau, the woody landscape has scattered hillocks all over. It is an extension of the Dalma Hills, a part of the Eastern Ghats. We approached the hills via Sirkabad, one of the two routes to get on the top, the other being via Jhalda. A number of rivulets and streams make their way across the hills, with little noise amid the seclusion. Mayuri and Gorgaburu are two of the peaks of the Ayodhya hills.
As we ascended the top, scrambling along the boulders, we met the tranquil blues. A specimen of damn purity, the air seemed to be more breathable, it was among the bluest skies I had seen in a decade or so.