Resurrection in Triund!

Tripoto
12th Jun 2015

Mountains Calling!

Photo of Resurrection in Triund! by Anurodh Sachdeva

The Main Temple!

Photo of Resurrection in Triund! by Anurodh Sachdeva
Photo of Resurrection in Triund! by Anurodh Sachdeva

Shiva Cafe!

Photo of Resurrection in Triund! by Anurodh Sachdeva

Rock Paintings!

Photo of Resurrection in Triund! by Anurodh Sachdeva

More Rock Paintings!

Photo of Resurrection in Triund! by Anurodh Sachdeva

8 Below Dog!

Photo of Resurrection in Triund! by Anurodh Sachdeva

Could it be any better!

Photo of Resurrection in Triund! by Anurodh Sachdeva
Photo of Resurrection in Triund! by Anurodh Sachdeva

Awestruck!

Photo of Resurrection in Triund! by Anurodh Sachdeva

After getting ditched by two of our dearest friends who promised to meet us in Chandigarh, me and my friend reached Mcleodganj at 7 am. As the sun rose I tried to forcefully open my eyes. As they opened slowly they were greeted by the golden sun rising amidst the beautiful cones of myriad lush green pine trees. As the cold breeze touched my sleeping skin it washed away all the worries of planning my future which had clogged my mind recently. All I could do was just be in the present and realize the power of NOW. It was as if the mountains were vivifying my soul by narrating a sweet parable of nature and its beauty. After visiting some of the famous tourist destinations and filling our empty stomachs from the delicious servings of the Shiva Cafe we headed towards Triund. Around 8-9 km trek, it is a visual treat to the eyes. All along the path we were encouraged by happy and content faces of people who were returning, assuring us that something worth the effort awaits us. Somewhere around midway there is a shop which serves the best Ginger Honey Lemon Tea which is worth a try. As we pushed the last stone downwards it pushed us back upwards to make us rise to see the most magnificent Dhauladhar ranges. The view appears all of a sudden similar to a ghost appearing suddenly out of the closet although in this case the ghost turned out to be awesomely beautiful. View of the snow capped mountains was breathtaking. The camping tents filled the place like little mushrooms sprouting in an open garden. 360 degree view of the place was filled with smiling faces of the people playing guitar, singing songs, sharing stories, enjoying reunions, couples sharing love and last but not the least Punjabis emptying many bottles of whiskey. All through the night me and my friend were constantly entertained by the funny stories narrated by drunk Punjabis in Engjabi ( Mixture of English and Punjabi after getting down with atleast half a bottle of whiskey). In the night the view of the snow capped mountains lit up by the blue moonlight and the view of the sky filled with uncountable number of stars made the whole scene more majestic. Next morning we started our return journey feeling rejuvenated from the positive vibrations of the place promising ourselves to visit the place much more often. 

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