The last 2 days have been like some dream that has come true. I was finally at Dzukou valley and nothing could steal its thunder for the next few days, weeks, and even months. The trek was fulfilling, the experiences etched in memoirs. We're back in our pretty homestay Hillfoot Camp & Homestay nestled in Zakhama (or Jakhama) and today is a day of nothingness. It's 530 am & I've just woken up to yet another stunning morning. Hard to recall when was the last time when I woke up to such endearing balmy mornings. Most of the folks of our group were still in deep slumber after quite an 'eventful' last night that was.
Our train departs from Dimapur to Guwahati at 1130 tonight. We had acres of time at our disposal. I quickly snugged back in my tent, collected my camera gear and set out exploring this gold-colored terrace farmlands of Zakhama. Lined up with ornate purple, white, pink flowers and with couple of green high mountains in the background this stepped farmland surely looked like a nicely curated one. Me, Manash, Priyanka, & Ratnadwip were all scattered around, basking in this glorious daybreak and trying to get that perfect, flawless shot. I just found myself a patch of flat ground that must have been harvested 1-2 days back, staring away to a view of Viswema village far up. I guess sometimes doing absolutely nothing has its own bliss. I look up at my watch and it's only 730 am. Dang, I can just laze around here all day long!