It had been a very long time, which had started to look like forever, since I had taken a break. And Sonapani was the only solution to bring some calm into my otherwise usually hectic, sometimes overwhelming and mostly erratic day-to-day existence of working, this city, its ever increasing traffic, the daily house chores etc. etc. I HAD to go there.
Sonapani, Hindi for golden water, is a small, serene, beautiful abode on the face of this planet that holds a very special place in my heart. It is a feast for the eyes.
Whenever I’m there, I stop. And breathe.
At Himalayan Village, Sonapani
I am so secluded from the world, that I’ve even stopped taking books with me…even the written word seems to disturb my peace. I like listening to the silence.
Here, life goes on about one tenth the speed of my urban life. And I love every bit of it. It’s a small corner of the world that is away, calm and it just lets you be you.
A lot has been written about this place, loads of articles and blog posts are available. All you need to do is Google Sonapani.
But I guess it has to be experienced rather than read/seen on a flickr group or facebook entry or a Youtube video (there are loads of them!!).
There can be a million things I could tell you about Sonapani or Ashish or Deepa or their beautiful children Vanya & Aranya….About the amazing conversations I’ve had with them and other interesting visitors I’ve met there, but its something I’ve felt. All those feelings are hard to be explained in words.
Maybe my pictures will do the talking for me…