As a child growing up in the hustle and bustle of Delhi, all our weekend getaways ended up being in Himachal Pradesh. But with time I got bored of the same old mountains, the valleys and the pine forest leaving me wanting to see more, visit more places, and experience a different geographic. The last few years, living in the coastal city of Mangalore, made me realize how much I missed the air blowing through those very mountains.
5 visits to the various towns in the bosom of the Himalayas had my love rekindled during this past year. The last of these trips was to kandaghat, a small little town just shy of Shimla, and having heard about the constant news of snowfall we wanted to get a taste of it. After a 2 hour drive and multiple stops to ogle at the white rooftops, the cars that were stuck, trees covered with what looked like cotton from a distance, we found the perfect spot. The roads had just been cleared, the snow, well, as white as SNOW, a tea/Maggi stall, and the most mesmerizing view!
