People were going about with business as usual, either working on their fields or returning home for the evening, some having adapted to the traditional phiran worn by ethnic Kashmiris. We reached the Govt Tourist Bungalow, which is the only accommodation for tourists in the whole of the region. The bungalow, like much of the newer constructions in Dawar, had concrete exteriors and wooden interiors, topped with trademark red or green roofs. It was the month of June, and yet the wind was chilly, prompting us to put on a layer or two. The Kishenganga river flowed just across the road, and we spent the evening sitting by the banks by ourselves till dusk.