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A Journey itself has a destination, but in my journey the destination was not the final. It was and is, infinite: it goes on and on. The destinations are only for milestones, its finality is unknown.  

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The path meanders into its destination

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The Perilious Escape

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And the rocks

Sang the songs

Etched onto them

By needle of ‘the time’.

Portrait of a Young Girl

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The first glimpse

The first sight

Snow over Dhauldhar Range as seen from Triund path.

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Where does the path leads; the path of life?

On way to Triund

'So, You talkin' to me!'

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As one goes higher in the mountains, the earth opens its cleavage for him, showing the real beauty of the creation, of life.

The Triund Trek is really one good trek for such splendid views.

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The path welcomes the travelers, in its unique stony ways.

Path of Triund Trek consists both of smooth alleys and stony ways; and snow too.

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From the bud

They burst.

They bloom,

And bid good-bye.

Till they live,

They show the way,

And please the eyes,

Of a harried traveler,

Making a journey,

With destination unknown.

© Tarun Mitra

April 30, 2014

One of the most common flowers to be seen during Triund Trek.