Romancing Ladakh in Winters

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A poem by Siddarth Dudheria

Icy cold winds, dry sand

Tall peaks and low valleys

Trees bereft of leaves, standing tall and gaunt

Animals grazing on the barren land, thick hides to flaunt

Humans, young and old, all huddled near the flaming bukhari,

to earn some heat for the heart and for the body

 

Water knows no destination as it turns into ice, stays put

Kahwa and thukpa, the only food that counters the shiver

 

By foot is the only journey possible, for it unfurls nature's harsh beauty,

the undulating sand dunes and the ever unassailable peaks

 

Such is ladakh in winters where only the best of friends or the worst of enemies dare appear,

Such is the warmth in winters that once you befriend the cold, everything else is present and clear

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