Dharamshala was my first independent travel destination.
Reaching here has never been an easy affair.
It is like a long tough trek which at the end is so satisfying.
A journey of soul nourishment, I would call.

Three years ago

While I was undergoing mental transformation on  the basic idea of life. In that crazy storm constantly unsettled by the dichotomy of having something and not having something,
I had two choices- travel alone or don’t travel at all.

The second option that you think of is never an option.

A moment comes when you stop dreaming; start living and discover your destiny. I felt it this moment I had to risk my comfort for.

All I knew then is who I do not want to become. I knew what bothered me, but couldn’t realize what comforted me. So I let the uncertainty have a good run in my life.

It is here in Dharamshala that I began coming to terms with my existence.

Present day

Reaching Dharamshala is not easy this time too. But a good friend [later bro for life] sorted it for me.

It was this guy, Ranbir – who made my second visit a memorable one. From Palampur, we were literally hopping on and off, sprinting with little available transport in the full moon. He is a musician[guitar lead] by choice, born in Dharamshala working his way to be heard in Mumbai. He was going home after performing at Kullu Dassera. Homecoming after two years.

“we had a good time”, would be an understatement for the time I  spent with him and his childhood friends.  Like I said earlier, he got everything sorted for me – dinner, stay and thoughts.


Next day morning

The place was heavenly and had a classic, familiar appeal. Always gravitational towards purity and love wishing each other with a smile. That is how I remember this place in my memory.

This time, there is no hustle bustle, the atmosphere has changed.

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I was comparing with the past so much that I didn’t realize that this is what I was looking for: a peaceful getaway.

We always see what we are denied, not what we are blessed with.

I became a regular rip van winkle that moment [sigh]

The place reminded me how young and different I was, not embarrassed with my attempts.

I got a room at very low cost in lower Dharamkot with awesome great view of day and night.

Weather did all the magic needed.

Reaching the base-point for Triund trek gave me wolverinesque  goose bumps.

My thoughts were all painted with nostalgia of my last visit
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The French student group
the wild goats on trek
the stoner couple
American mother and daughter in the next room
Michael – birdwatching guy

the hour spent on triund peak and hours spent on the trek.

Also, this special friend at naddi valley.

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September 2014

I did nothing exciting this time on an accountable scale. Just laid back and watch the world go by. Which is not what I wanted to do, but liked it as time goes by.

I am sure that these moments: contemporary at present would become timeless.,

Like I had carried a part of Dharamshala in me, dharamshala had a little of me in it.

What began as temporary handshake with this place is turning into a firm embrace.

Why visit the same place? my people ask.

This kind of gravity cannot be explained is my answer in silence.

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10km away

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Naddi view point_main by Samuel Reddyprogu on 500px.com
Dharamshala stop by Samuel Reddyprogu on 500px.com
McLeodGanj's Dal Lake by Samuel Reddyprogu on 500px.com
Lower Dharamkot by Samuel Reddyprogu on 500px.com

***All photos captured in Iphone 5s

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