Tuesday

Palomar valley

Our car came to a halt in one of the designated parking lots.

Peeping from inside the car, I managed to appreciate the foggy clarity of the valley outside. It was drenched with sunlight but I knew that sunlight was competing with the effects of high altitude and chilling winds. From the touch of the cold window pane, I could make out the elaborate comouflage of the nature outside. I stepped out onto the clean, black tarmac of the parking lot. Cold breeze, filtering through myriad trees, bushes and flowers on the surrounding mountains sent a shiver down my spine. The calliphany of the songs of the birds, floating in the air with the breeze, exploded through the deafening silence which permeated the atmosphere. In the front lay an amazing sight. Miles and miles of vast empty grassland sparsely dotted with occasional lonely trees punctuated on all sides by enormous mountains. It was quiet. Extremely quiet. So quiet so that even the flow of water far out somewhere in the grassland could be heard clearly. The silence of the vast empty land was broken only by the low chirping of blue mountain birds. The atmosphere was filled with some kind of extreme sloth. Even the strands of grass did not stand erect but chose to sway towards one side as if under somekind of a trance. Sun shone with all its fatherly warmth on the tips of those strands and made their surfaces glisten with a crystally shimmer. The lush green trees which marked the boundary of the immense wasteland stood silently, patiently, with bowed heads, trying to absorb what I was witnessing. Nature in its immense glory.

Believe me, if you could not see what I saw, could not feel what I felt, the flaw is in my limiited ability at being able to describe the undescribable.

4 comments:

Vikram Mavalankar said...

wowwwwwwwwwww !!!! kahan hain yeh?? i c t same pic !! :) :) u must go 2 serengeti ! :) india mein jamnagar ke paas there is a place where like miles n miles of wasteland.. awesome sight ! flat land stretchin for miles n miles.. get reminded of UAE also.. :)

Vikram Mavalankar said...

"Believe me, if you could not see what I saw, could not feel what I felt, the flaw is in my limiited ability at being able to describe the undescribable." --
--bharosa karo reader pe ! dont blame ur writin skills ! yeh un logon ke liye hi nahin hai jo yeh dekh nahin sakte.. :) :) :) u were successful where i'm concerned ! :)

Amit said...

Ankit mera latest blog dekho. I have copied ur old one but have given the due credit to you.

Amit said...

naya blog kab likhne ka irada hai?

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