Sometimes it feels good not to see the species which you belong to. Hardly any vehicle passed on the way to Tsomoriri . The wet land on the altitude of 4,522m is a pure healing to the human five senses.
The hotel on the bank of Tsomoriri,where we stayed had 13 rooms and only single room was occupied , that too by us. Staff of 4 to serve us and the thing was that simple.
Scattered nomad tents hardly 8 to 10 that too apart at distance of 1 to 2 kilometers.
Everything was so raw and pure.I had never seen the nature and the people at its most innocent form like here. Thanks to the adverse weather and less facilities that not many tourist head towards Tsomoriri.
My soul surrendered its false pride, anger, wants, wishes, regrets , pains and greed while walking watching and trying to breathe the purity of the blue sky , blue water and sacred air uncontaminated by us ,the human.
It was nowhere near to the planet we stay. It was a different world.
You can feel zero existence of yourself with nothing but your flawless heartbeats in hand in hand with your calm breathing.
Everything in the world i ran behind years after years seemed meaningless when the cool ,wild wind was shaking our bodies. There were so many moments when tears rolled down the cheeks. the reason unexplained still!