Life in greyscale part – II

This post is continued from my previous blog post.

Click on the photographs for better view! 🙂

A city that taught me to dream.

A small Himalayan village that taught me happiness.

My little friends who taught me to love.


Darjeeling Dairies

You live, you travel and you make friends (not necessarily in this particular order, but this is what you should do with your life). Happiness means different things to different people, for me this is it. And here I am, sharing a part of my somewhat-happy-life in few snaps. Hope you like it. 🙂

A couple of months back I was in Darjeeling, a beautiful little hill station, the queen of the hills, away from the maddening city life.

_MG_4141We reached Darjeeling on a cold Christmas morning and it looked something like this.

_MG_4155.jpgStreet art; came across this when we were strolling around and soaking in the beauty of this charming little hill station.

_MG_4214At the end of the first day, returning to our hotel; the Bhutia Busty Monastery looked even more peaceful at dusk.

_MG_4144-2Blue mountains! – How can you not fall in love with this place?

_MG_4173 A walk through the Tea garden. A walk to remember.

_MG_4189.jpgThe majestic Mt. Kanchenjunga.  The quintessential Kanchenjunga picture I wanted to click for ages. Finally happened.


 Walking aimlessly on the streets of Darjeeling. Our plan was not to plan anything.

As7NdULFsXxu4TkBjTni9BTd-3el32Tc9KLAFMMHsRbI …and that’s us. Could not resist taking a selfie with the Beer-bottle-Christmas tree! 😀

An 18th century temple hidden amidst sublime greenery



Location: Purulia, West Bengal, India

Situated only at 250 kilometers from Kolkata. If you want to unwind and relax in the lap of nature, this is the place to be. The panchet hill offers an amazing picturesque and panoramic hilltop view of the whole area. Apart from the lush  greenery and beautiful landscapes, this place is associated with a 1500 years old history of the Singh Deo dynasty. The only remains of this kingdom are the temple ruins and a few broken pillars of the palace on the Panchet foothills that stands still as the silent testimony to the Bargi attack during 18th century.



A lonely boat on the river Ganges.

I remember how beautiful it looked on that summer day

The gloomy rays of the setting Sun added a melancholic charm to it.

I remember.

The Old Silk Route, East Sikkim: A photo-story!

This place has been in my bucket list for years, Finally, Last month I along with two of my friends decide to take a short trip to the historic old silk route! 🙂

The Trip started from a beautiful little village in Darjeeling called Sillery Gaon.


Hidden a midst pine trees and forests, soaked in tranquility with a great view of the Majestic Mt. Kanchenjunga, Sillery Gaon is undoubtedly one of the most beautiful places I ever visited. We spend two days strolling around the village, talking to the local people and soaking in the beauty of the place! We walked through the pine forests and climbed down the hill in search for another village met wonderful friendly people on our way who greeted us with heart warming smile!

_MG_3071Her family runs a road side store, We had amazing momo there!


Sunrise at Sillery Gaon



River teesta


Looking at the clouds from the porch.

We wanted to spend a little more time in this beautiful place among these wonderful people, But we had two more places to go to. So, we bid good bye to Sillery Gaon and hit the road again to our next stop: Zuluk.

Zuluk or Dzuluk is situated at around 10000 feet above sea level, It once was a transit point to the old Silk Route from Tibet to India. I was absolutely stunned by the sheer beauty of this place.


View of the village from the village temple.


Zuluk sky!

We stayed in this beautiful little homestay :)

We stayed in this beautiful little homestay 🙂

We spent only one bright sunny day in here walking around the village, taking pictures and befriending local dogs( This we do everywhere we go 😛 ) and the night was equally enchantingly beautiful. I have seldom seen such bright stars and moon beaming with all its glory!


Failed attempt at taking picture of the constellation of Ursa Major or in India better known as the Saptarshimandal. 😛 (we only had our cameras, With no equipment to take night sky photographs)

From this heavenly little village we move towards Lungthung, located at 12000 feet above sea level, through the winding zigzag road and Every turn of the road unfolded an awe-inspiring view of the Himalayan Ranges!

I just wished the road would never end. We could just ride this car for a never ending time with no destination at all and look out the window and be amazed at every turn of the road. I know my words can’t even remotely justify the beauty of this place!

Well, I truly believe that photographs do have the power to freeze a moment forever. So, I’ll stop writing now and share some of my photographs from the journey of the zigzag road.


The ZIGZAG road! Isn’t it beautiful 🙂


The clean-bright-blue sky!


The hairpin turns and the zig-zag road.


I do not mind waking up at 6 in the morning, if the view is THIS.


Indo-china border.


Locals call it India lake because of its India-map like shape


View from our window.


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The blue hills.


Sunset at Lungthung.


This is where I stayed. At 13000 ft. 

Although our plan included two more places Kupup and Gnathang Valley, But, due to heavy snowfall road was blocked and Thus at 12000 feet at Lungthung our Journey came to an end.

Nevertheless, we experienced way more than we ever imagined. No matter how many times You see these places in photographs or read about them, the place itself has got a million times more things to offer you. All you have to do is to keep an open mind and just Go!

The Trip: Kuldiha Forest

Dear readers, A big hello all. This is my first post in this blog. Finally, after ages got myself some motivation to get my bum in one place and type. Today, I will be writing about an amazing trip I took a couple of months back with few of my friends to Kuldiha Forest. It is located in Odissa in the terrain of  the Nilagiri hills(Please do not confuse this with the nilgiri hills of the western ghats). We stayed in a beautiful little homestay right at the foot of the hill. The place was so secluded, that tranquility swallowed me up instantly. Who knew I could wake up 5 am in the morning and go for bird watching or climb up a hill in search for elephants or walk 8 kilometers through a tribal village. Yeah, the trip was pretty awesome! 😀


From the top of Nilagiri hills. (Photo credit: Subhannita Guha)

Mr. Manoranjan Das, our guide and an avid birdwatcher. And an amazing host. We stayed in his guest house where we received warm hospitality from him and his family. photo credit: Soumyajit Ghosh

Mr. Manoranjan Das, our guide and an avid birdwatcher. And an amazing host. We stayed in his guest house where we received warm hospitality from him and his family.
(photo credit: Soumyajit Ghosh)

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