By the time we reached Kasol, it was 6:30 in the evening. The sun slipped behind the mountains painting sky with the pale glow. The air was bitterly sharp, sharp enough to bite through the multiple layers!

Stood under the sky with mysterious glow, my breath was visible in the freezing air. It felt like steeping into one of my dreams.

My stay sat quietly beside this beautiful Parvati river, the river which has the grace in it’s name was more mesmerising than from the perfect frames✨

As I walked towards it, the silence in me deepened broken only by the soft sound of the water cutting through the cold.

The mountains looked like ancient guardians protecting a path to an unknown. It was kind of a place that demands your attention and reminds you how small you are in this vast cosmos!