
When Fatigue Surrenders to Beauty: Tso Moriri
There was a lake before Tso Moriri. Small, nameless to us, cradled at the base of mountains that had not […]
by Anirban Ray

There was a lake before Tso Moriri. Small, nameless to us, cradled at the base of mountains that had not […]

somewhere between the heaven and earth,are the mountains.somewhere between the foothills and the summit,we find our purpose.somewhere between the past […]

Lakes … it’s just water you say, And what if I said, it’s where I find my heart, Just the […]

The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world. — Georges Simenon I saw the blue gem […]