Prakash Didgeridoo

While moving up on the stairs from Ganga Beach cafe to the main market street of Rishikesh, a very conspicuous sound, coming from the window of a room, attracted my attention. The sound was characterised by strong unmelodious vibrations but yet mysterious, soulful and attractive. Those vibrations also sounded a little bit familiar to me. From outside, that room appeared as if installed later in an old building. My eyes started to scan the walls of the building for anyRead more

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Indrahar pass

One of the most mysterious things of my childhood was a lush green mountain in front of my native home. For a long time, the peak of the mountain was the highest ever point on the earth and I always wondered to imagine the view from the top. I had believed that if my home was up there, I would have been living in the paradise. But the day when I observed the same mountain from a distant point, I was surprisedRead more