The Srinagar-Leh road, skirting the banks of the Drass river reveals a canvas full of colours, painting a soulful harmony. It composes a moment when Nature is in creation.
Once past the Zoji-La (pass), the change is dramatic and stark. The green valley suddenly becomes barren and awesome. The air gets brisker, the sun warmer. And before you is a gigantic sculpture in desolate rock, silencing the mind and compelling the imagination to stand back and gaze in awe at this vast expanse of solitude.
Now you are a little closer to the skies. The once forbidden land of Ladakh unfolds itself. An amazing land, top of the world.
The small villages, with towering edifices of granite and gravel mountains encompassing them, look frail and inconsequential. This is LADAKH-THE LAND OF ROCK !
Once past the Zoji-La (pass), the change is dramatic and stark. The green valley suddenly becomes barren and awesome. The air gets brisker, the sun warmer. And before you is a gigantic sculpture in desolate rock, silencing the mind and compelling the imagination to stand back and gaze in awe at this vast expanse of solitude.
Now you are a little closer to the skies. The once forbidden land of Ladakh unfolds itself. An amazing land, top of the world.
The small villages, with towering edifices of granite and gravel mountains encompassing them, look frail and inconsequential. This is LADAKH-THE LAND OF ROCK !
