This travelogue, painted in the backdrop of an unearthly part of the cosmos, is a reflection of eternal memories one experiences in such ethereal setup. These memories might not be confined to an individual; neither do they belong to a single group of friends who visited the valley. Instead, the memoir bespeaks of the characteristically human spirit to travel - humble, curious and accepting.
The more attentive we are as we travel and the more reflective afterwards, it is more likely that our travel experiences will enhance our sense of self and purpose.
I started this travelogue as a tribute to my friends, but by the end, this has become something which is most important to me. A part of me feels proud with my effort.
This started when we were just back from the trip to Honey Valley, Coorg. An idea came into my consciousness. It sat the...