Rama showed us how things worked there, how everyone managed to survive the harsh winters, ane how the basic goods were transferred to such far off villages. He told us about their culture, and showed us the places where the locals had their ceremonies and where children went to school. He also introduced us to the 'smoking delicacies' of Parvati Valley which we thoroughly enjoyed . :D
Later that day, we were joined by few more travelers. They hailed from Israel, and one of them was living in a nearby village Kalga. He had been composing music which was inspired from the serenity of India. We got to spend time with people from a different part of the world and got to know about their culture. This added to the importance of this trip. We all stayed up till late, and enjoyed the bottle of Brandy I had gotten from Chandigarh, the instrumental jamming sessions helped us to have an even better time. We dozed off after stargazing, the harsh chill breeze had gotten numb and time didn't matter. The sky was beautiful.
Next morning just prior to leaving, I noticed my brown swede shoes. A layer of ice had formed on them. They were literally frozen, probably because of getting wet the previous day, during the trek.
(Okay! I know one isn't supposed to wear swede shoes when it's time to trek. Everyone is once an amateur ???? and come on, it was kinda a spontaneous trip!)
"Till next time, bhaiji. Come again soon." said Rama and bid us goodbye.