The Mystic Mountain

It was past midnight. I was cuddled up in a cold mattress trying to sleep after a long trek. It was pitch dark in the mud house and at 20,000 feet I was gasping for breath. An invisible force was pushing me to go out in the open. I was frantically searching for my torch…

The Home of Buddha

This surely was a splendid flight as I boarded in Kathmandu to Lhasa the capital of Tibet. Leaving behind a crowded and lush Kathmandu, the flight takes one and half hours through the spectacular Himalayan ranges. We fly over one of the highest mountain range in the world and land in Lhasa deep inside Tibet,…