*Crump* *Crip* *Kudum* The leaves and the twigs broke under my shoes. I was panting and puffing and sweating. Ashu dada called out, “We are almost there!” I put my head down and kept climbing until there was no more to climb. “Guys, you got to see this!” I raised my head and lost my breath. We were standing atop a hill overlooking the the magnificent snow mountains. The Dhauladhar range covered in white swept across our eyes. The sky was a true ‘sky blue’ and the sun shone on the tallest of the peaks. I was in heaven! And to prove that the cities lay on the other side cramped up like little ants. At Triund and Photograph by me :) Once I had gotten my bag in my yellow tent I sat outside and lay on my back watching the soft fluffy white clouds breeze by, taking in every bit of the snow wonder. The snow mountains looked no less than a bowl of vanilla ice cream sprinkled with choco chips. If only I had a spoon that would fit what I could see!
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