Life is a circle of memories.
A journey that does not know
The beginning nor the end.
Memories are the ones that stay,
Rather unlike the moments that pass.
In the summer of 2010, my family and I landed in Srinagar for a vacation. Straying away from the mundane, we stayed in a house boat on Dal lake. The thing that appealed to me the most about the house boat was the intricacy of the interiors, especially the Mughal Carvings. Keeping in par with its name, it was indeed a Royal Houseboat, With Garlands and thalis, they received us. It was an experience to be remembered.
The first on the itinerary was Pahalgam, but what we witnessed was uncalled for. Burnt tires and men with swords, it might have been just another day for Srinagar; but for us it was an eye opener; on how beautiful our lives were. In those few moments, we lived our lives once again.
Next on the itinerary was Gulmarg, mountain peaks covered in snow. Skiing through the snow with the wind in our faces and adrenalin pumping through veins, it was an experience to look back upon. Despite the trip being short, the journey was one which can never be forgotten. Kashmir indeed is heaven on Earth.
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