The narrow road ahead was barely visible as thick fog blanketed the Mahindra XYLO on all sides. As we inched forward, a new section of the sheer wall of rock, looming skywards to our right revealed itself. Up ahead, coming towards us was an overladen Himachali bus, looking for all intents hell bent on brushing us aside into the ravine, while it lumbered on to wherever it was headed. On the left, where I was seated, the wall of fog hugged my window. But I know the wall is an illusion. It hid a bottom less ravine with a few million deodar, pine and fir trees sticking out like javelins waiting to impale me.
How Did I Get Here?
So short, yet so vivid. Loved it. Xylo is what God made to punish people.
This is so vivid. Looking forward
Loved your account of the himalayan expedition...waiting for more!!
Hahaha. Very well written.
Looking forward to the future posts.
What a clear description! Looking forward to more...