Harsil: Seeking warmth

I have faint memories of my childhood in Uttarkashi. I remember the sheep on the pine covered slopes across our bungalow. At night, the sound of the Bhagirathi. A gentle roar. The cicadas during hot days. Butterflies on the path leading down to the river. Running out the door excitedly when my father returned from […]

Harsil: Seeking warmth

Published by Pooja Thapliyal

A rich inner life, an urge to make the world a better place, and a desire to explore the unknown are all that I cherish. Often refrain from falling prey to being judgemental of what merely meets the eye, but constantly try to find deeper meaning through interpretation and conversation. I lose myself in scintillating rainbows, floating clouds, mellifluous waterfalls, innocent flowers and romantic sunsets. Feel strongly about the environment, climate change and conservation pursuits. Not a great writer, but keen on expressing myself and connecting with like-minded souls.

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