Felt so Powerful, but a Fragile Feeling: A Journey to Mustang


Outskirts of Pokhara

People who love to travel know what it means to travel. They feel the excitement, the exuberance as they hope to explore new places, people, food, culture, arts, music, and an ambiance of the aura.  People are curious creatures, nor like other species that flutter around without any purpose or want to be fixed in a place where no one invades. People want to enjoy life, want to explore new territory, experience the pleasantness that the world has to offer, behold the beauty nature emanates, and want to come out of the shell and achieve vindication. 

On the way to Mustang

was a pleasant morning, mid-March, mild, benignant, perfect weather not
different from the winter mid-afternoon in the plains. The sky was azure after
the rain last night and the green shoots on the tress appeared sprouting
indiscriminately. The soil on the land was moist. It…

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