Journey- Part 1
Resting on a comfy rocking chair in the balcony of Hotel Green Valley in Kasol , he could hear the sound of the Parvati river flowing through the valley. This was one of the most scintillating sights he had ever witnessed. At the front were the behemoth Himalayan peaks, whose grandeur completely overwhelmed the shear existence of mankind. A cool breeze was flowing carrying along with it a mystifying aroma of the hills. The clear night sky was full of stars shining like small diamonds which made the whole experience too good to be true. Gazing at this surreal view, he had completely lost the track of time. He started to think about the mountains. He had read that mountains were formed by the movement of tectonic plates under the surface of Earth. But that was it. Just the origin. Any scientist in any language could not explain the feeling of bliss that he was currently experiencing. There were several mysteries in this world which had yet...