Kausani. 6.15 am. The first rays of sunlight hit Trishul. The sky goes mad. I stand a mere thirty miles away. Shivering in my pajamas.
Kausani. A little later. I forgot how cold I was.
View of Trishul and Nanda Devi from Forest Guest House, Kausani.
Monday, January 7, 2008
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The silence of an emotion before it challenges the existence of the immortal....a very powerful, humbling and inspiring capture.
Thank you for sharing it with those who live in a hole and often find it a task.
phish - my hole is smaller than yours. but the escape hatch is larger. something to remember maybe.
thank you for the kind words.
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