Two sides of a coin

Is it normal to have conversations between your fluctuating minds? I don’t know.  Well, being normal is too mainstream .

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curious mind : what’s inside that haystack of a shrine ?
Crazy mind : it could have filled with unnamed animals , or tokens from the world we ignored,  or the refuge our wandering soul were long seeking , it’s a matter of your imagination .
Curious mind : no wonder people think you are crazy .
Crazy mind : what do you think ?
Curious mind : you are being curious ?
Crazy mind : No , thats you. I think we both are  different sides of the same coin kept most of the time inside a wallet. Lets go for a toss .
Curious mind : Alright !

Rain in the mountains !

This was a stunning image of the sun playing hide n seek over dhaulader ranges of himalayas taken from the top of Triund hill.

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We were staying at dharamkot and so planned our hike to begin early in the morning.sadly The trek hits the dust before it even begins as we woke up  straight in to a heavy rain. Once the rain took a little break we decided to move according to the plan. Locals warned us looking at the clouds looming high above triund. It indeed was very risky . Rain in the mountains are nothing like we would ever been to.
We stopped at the himalayan tea stall for breakfast .the chai shop owner inspired us and reignite our lust to conquer the mountains or be submitted in front of them i don’t really know what to call . We Hired a cab until gallu devi temple from were the hike usually starts.
The stormy rain shrinks to a little drizzle but the dark clouds were all over the mountains laughing and taunting us, filling our hearts with fear.with a weather like this the guard is never going to allow us to go any further. We were stupidly stubborn to understand the risk so the guard starts showing pictures of a dead man who fall from the hill last day. Slowly The reality starts kick in. We could either leave or wait n pray for a miracle.
There was a tea shop nearby which offers chai with some old books . I settled with hari kunzru’s “transmission” sipping and turning the pages as the time pass by.
Quite suddenly the clouds parted to let through the beautiful sun rays. And just like that my fears dissolved and i know in my gut this trek was going to be magical and so it was.