Done with Tso Moriri, we next visited Tsokar. This lake is known more for the migratory birds, especially the black necked crane. We reached Tsokar towards the evening – as we caught the first glimpse of the lake, we realized that it was no different than the other lakes we had visited – in fact it felt that the other lakes might have been a tad bit better. We crossed the lake area and went towards the village to look for an accommodation for the night. As we made our way ahead, we were stuck by the surreal beauty of the landscape surrounding us – It was divine. It seemed like we had trespassed into a painter’s canvas – mighty mountains standing tall at some distance, a spread of pastures surrounding the dried up salt deposits from the lake, the clouds rising up right from the ground (yes, believe me!) and a double rainbow adorning the skyline. It looked as if the landscape changed colours every hour in sync with the painter’s imagination.
We took accommodation in one of the camps close to the village; not that we had much choice – the other homestay option that we had explored didn’t even have a properly enclosed bathroom! The tents in the camp were pretty comfortable; the food they offered was good. The only ‘drawback’ being that electricity availability was till 10 pm only; who knew it was rather a boon in disguise! After settling down in our respective tents, we set out for a walk in the sprawling pastures. We sat there for some time, engulfed in the immense beauty of the landscape, chatting with each other. As it started getting dark, we made our way to the camp – had our dinner and then went inside our tents. We decided to assemble ourselves in one of the tents; we chatted, sang songs and danced - before we knew, it was 10 and the electricity went off. It was pitch dark – we did try to use our cell phones but that did not help much. We stepped out of our tents, and there we stood dazed – gazing into a clear night sky studded with thousands of twinkling stars. And then it was time for the magic to start – innumerable streaks of glistening lights shooting past the sky. It was like the stars had come alive to entertain us. It was spectacular. We simply sat there, looking up at the sky, hoping that it was not a dream and if it were, hoping it was never broken.The next morning, we had our breakfast post which we left for Leh. Tsokar was more about the landscape than about the lake. Unfortunately, except for a couple of us, none were able to catch a glimpse of the famous black necked crane while at Tsokar. Well, no regrets. The starry night experience that we had shall remain with us for eternity.