We stepped out of the Corbett Link Express. It was a single platform station. I loved it. There is something fascinating about single platform stations. Probably, it is the mystery involved. You don’t know what to expect.
This was Ramnagar station and the day was yet to break. It was cold like hell and the whole place was misty – smoke coming out of our mouths as we spoke to each other. A perfect situation to have a hot cup of tea.
But the autowallah was already there with a placard in his hand and within five minutes we were off for our resort, shielding ourselves from the chilly breeze that hit us through the open gates of the auto.
At the resort, we were a given clean and cozy room. As we explored, I stepped into the verandah and the sight left me awe struck. Below the verandah was a small stretch of fields, beyond the fields, a gurgling river, beyond the river were the mountains, covered with dense forests and from between the mountains, the sun had begun to send signals – “I am about to start my journey for the day.”
The sky had a streak of magenta and the clouds above were a bluish grey. It seemed too beautiful to be true. We saw the sun rise through the mountains and as it did so, the reddishness dissolved, giving way to the brightness of a brand new day.
Yes, this was the beginning – not just of a brand new day – but that of 3 unforgettable days, when we would pamper ourselves with an overdose of nature’s beauty, when we would feast our eyes on awe inspiring mountains, rivers – at times calm and deep, and at times, bubbly and mischievous and forests – dense, deep and mysterious.
This was Ramnagar station and the day was yet to break. It was cold like hell and the whole place was misty – smoke coming out of our mouths as we spoke to each other. A perfect situation to have a hot cup of tea.
But the autowallah was already there with a placard in his hand and within five minutes we were off for our resort, shielding ourselves from the chilly breeze that hit us through the open gates of the auto.
At the resort, we were a given clean and cozy room. As we explored, I stepped into the verandah and the sight left me awe struck. Below the verandah was a small stretch of fields, beyond the fields, a gurgling river, beyond the river were the mountains, covered with dense forests and from between the mountains, the sun had begun to send signals – “I am about to start my journey for the day.”
The sky had a streak of magenta and the clouds above were a bluish grey. It seemed too beautiful to be true. We saw the sun rise through the mountains and as it did so, the reddishness dissolved, giving way to the brightness of a brand new day.
Yes, this was the beginning – not just of a brand new day – but that of 3 unforgettable days, when we would pamper ourselves with an overdose of nature’s beauty, when we would feast our eyes on awe inspiring mountains, rivers – at times calm and deep, and at times, bubbly and mischievous and forests – dense, deep and mysterious.
5 comments:
WOOWWW!! i really loved the pics below!
..n u hve described it so wel! makes me want to go to sme place lik that 2 !!
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So many posts in December...well plenty to read...good going
I hope you are not maintaining hard copies of photographs taken.As they require money to be converted into hard copy and also an album has to be purchased.Better keep the photographs online as in Yahoo ! Photos, which you are already doing.
Happy New Year!!!
good post ... picturusque... (forget the spell)...
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