A Festival for Nanda Devi

In the Himalayan valley of the Dhauli Ganga, an ancient animist festival in honour of Nanda Devi, the mountain that is also a goddess

Secret Garden

Dharansi. A hanging valley. I savour those two words. What a delicious idea! I close my eyes and try to remember if I’ve seen one before. There was that small hanging plateau on the northern marches of the Indrahar pass in the Dhauladhar. But this was massive. I was sitting in the middle of a... Continue Reading →

Devi: The Village of Stories

The road to Shu is hard, harder than climbing to the sky. Leaning, I stare into the west and utter a long sigh… Swift rapids, wrestling cataracts descend in roaring spasms, Pound cliffs, boil over rocks, and thunder through ten thousand chasms. - Li Bai I’ve always been big on hidden paradises. Right from the... Continue Reading →

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