While spending time in Srinagar I am always jittery. My idea of a holiday doesn’t mean being worried all day with the military presence. Therefore escaping to the countryside in relatively unexplored Kashmir is my perfect idea of connecting with nature without spotting any tourists and knowing the local way of life.
There is little by way of development in Kashmir and that really makes it the paradise that poets have been talking about all along.
Nomads wander with their cattle and herds of sheep. Temporary homes of Bakarwals and Gujjars are scattered across the never ending grasslands.
A trekker makes his way past the sheep, Kashmir is the perfect place for a beginners trek. The altitude is manageable and the lush greens ensure oxygen is aplenty.
There is a little home in the mountains and the clouds have taken it away; do you want to find it?
Kashmiri kids who play simple games and are happy to have visitors. They welcome everyone to their homes for some nun-chai (salt tea) & chapati.
Crossing the Lidder on creaky bridges made using sturdy barks of trees, you can actually hear ‘The sound of silence’ in the serene din of the river.
Noble steed run around in gay abandon even as a famous photographer tries to go around them clicking pictures.
Spectacular scenery in the lush greenery everywhere in Kashmir. Just leave the main highways, get off the road and walk. Your eyes are in for a feast.
The friendliest locals you will ever meet. They will tell you folktales and stories of the ‘lost paradise’ of Kashmir.
Hear the call of your soul in the wilderness of nature. Tune in to life.
A couplet to try and add an artistic touch to this post.
Sham-e-firaaq ab naa pooch, aayi aur aa ke tal gayi, Dil thaa ke phir bahal gaya, jaan thi ke phir sambhal gayi
Of that broken evening, don’t ask . It came and it was gone . The heart finds distractions anew . Life finds a way to move on
Will you be going to Kashmir this summer? Tell me in the comments below.