Ladakh. A Tribute.

I have always been fascinated by the grandeur of this mystical sounding place, in countless brochures and films. It is yet amusing to be honest here and admit that I would never have visited this place, given a choice, because I had always been swayed by the calling of the much hyped locales around the world.

Ladakh is like the gorgeous quiet girl in the class who is actually the true girlfriend material, yet the multitude chooses to go for the head cheerleaders of Europe or the Americas, hoping for a date or two.

 

Little did the Krishna I knew a few years ago, know that he would not only visit this magical fiesta, but live there for almost two full years. God has been kind. God if you are listening, please choose a country in the North American continent now. Thanks.

This love affair for the mountains began with my first ascent through the ever gorgeous Rohtang pass where a part of my soul lies, along with countless others because tourism is a sux.

It is after arriving here that I realized that the term Ladakh and Leh are two completely different terminologies, unlike your typical Bombay and Mumbai references.

Leh is a town in the region of Ladakh, which in my frank useless opinion qualifies as a separate state altogether.

No this is not a guide to Ladakh post to help you find your way around the place, because that is not what I set out to do. Please use the internet and help yourselves.

Ladakh belongs to the closet poets

The romantics who notice shooting stars, and choose to not point it out

The jilted lovers dissolving their litany amongst the clouds of solitude

The rich who came for no reason

The poor who came for every reason

The girl who lied to her parents about doing the trip with her close friends

The guy who had no reason to say no for the trip

The ardent biker who checked it off his to do list

The pamphlet casualty from the land abroad

The nauseated grandma who couldn’t refuse

The friends who rediscovered themselves

Which one are you darling?

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