Perhaps it’s one of the strangest places on Earth,
onward to the largest range of raw mountain peaks—the Himalayan,
where even the wind stays still, and makes no attempt to tickle the nerves of leaflets,
nor there is any sign of life or movement anywhere there,
except for the soft and fluffy white clouds swaying in never-ending joy in the clear azure sky.
Just a patched road and nothing else; perhaps it’s one of the loneliest places on Earth.
Towards Sarchu, Kashmir, North India.
Joining with this week’s Sunday Stills themed challenge for “The color Brown”.
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