Allegories of my life

The journey: We started off on the 1 st  October night from Delhi to Dharamshala without knowing the consequences of going by a private Volvo. The bus timing was 8:30 PM but we got the first blow of the trip in the very beginning by leave-taking 1 hour late from Delhi. All thanks to the extensive weekend the route showed the worst side of it. Our first holdup!  Meanwhile we got engaged in chit-chatting and realized it was already midnight. At 1 AM the bus stopped up at a local dhabha for dinner and we had dal makhani and Chapati. We took a nap and woke up to a massive jam at the toll gate followed by countless vehicles behind us. It was 5 AM already, after waiting for almost for one and a half hour we stepped down the bus in order to find out where the driver was. We walked for about 5-10 minutes and observed a queue full of drivers, in amidst the line up stood our driver all worn out. We came back to the bus to notify the uninformed aggravated public and after about tw...

As we reached Tabo at around 7 PM, without wasting a second we entered in the monastery which is famous for being more than 1000 years old.  The Tabo undoubtedly looks different than any other Monastery Established in 996, considered as the holiest and is situated at approx 10700 ft. Prayer Wheels at the Tabo Monastery, Spiti The place is holy barren and desolate moonscape with no vegetation the supply of goods come from Kaza, the next famous village. We didn’t have any hotel reservation but found a budgeted small hotel named Dekit Norphel. Naturally formed clay mountain on our way to Tabo Due to some unheralded crisis we couldn’t go further to Kaza but after the overnight stay in freezing Tabo village we left for Dhankar the next morning sharp at 6 AM. However Dhankar was not on my list as it was a detoured destination but it is was a stroke of luck I happened to pay my visit to the remarkable Dhankar Monastery, situated at approx 12700 ft. It...