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Landour Days

There’s a window pane, my magical eye to the enchantments never seen. It opens up to a theatrical of the nature's gift, surrounding me with a dense foggy night sky and eluding me of my night’s sleep. What twinkles the reverie in me is a walking embodiment of a vibrant silver gown, the lightening goddess herself sings to me a thunder of thousand clouds. While the king of clouds enthrals my senses with a tap dance in his lovely stance, leading with the thunder goddess for a culmination to a beautiful round. Their duo comes together elegantly and does not fail to shower my spirits with a bountiful rain, at an altitude of 2800m seeking their own destiny to hit the final ground. As magical as it all has been, silhouettes of gigantic Cedar, Pine and Oak create an uncanny backdrop to the misty air, making this a perfectly dramatic stage, for a lost traveller like me who has never before been here.




 
 
 

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