On my honeymoon I had the opportunity to explore a beautiful plantation in South Carolina. For anyone that has never been I strongly recommend visiting the city of Charleston. What an adventure it was. This bridge with the backdrop of the trees made for a beautiful picture. #southcarolina#plantation#explore#bridge
“Chalo Ajju Bhai, mein jaati hu,” I said, as I proceeded to walk past Apple Cottage on my way out of Kalga. As usual, he told me to come inside and sit for tea. “No, my bus is going to come so I’ll go!” I said, already breathing heavily from the large bag I was carrying. But he insisted, and so I sat there peacefully drinking tea with him like I had nowhere else in the world to be, before running down the mountain towards the dam.
And it’s always hard like that, to leave the villages. It’s always hard because people shower you with love just because they can. From Chamanji at Hilltop guest house and all the people I’d see everyday, to my psychedelic mountain family in Trail of Nomads (@trailofnomads) to the peaceful friends from Holy Cow Cafe (@holycowcafe) and friends at Sacred Garden (@sacred_soul), and more. When I am in Parvati, I’m always the happiest; which is why I call this place one of my homes.
No I haven’t left yet. I’m sitting in Kasol on the floor of someone’s room. The good vibes are still there; but the fact I’ve come down just hit me suddenly, as did the fact I’ll be in the city in a day. The time came and went like a flash. And now it will be back to the city for three weeks. Back to the chaos and mixed vibrations of a thousand different kinds of people. “Kab aajenge vapis?” they asked me. “In a couple of months,” I replied. I could have said two days, and the feeling would still be the same, because they were all like my family.
📸 @shanti_universe edited myself