A couple of years back, I made my maiden bike trip to Leh, assuming that that was the epitome of my life, a dream come true, and thats the end of it.
I was SO wrong! It turns out that it was the beginning of a very strong and long term relationship. There is something about Leh which is haunting. Its almost like there is a world before Leh and after Leh. You are not the same person before, you make that trip. And even before you finish your trip, you find that you are already making plans for the next one...
Even though it is been years since I went to Leh, there has not been a week that I have not thought about leh, or sighed over the huge stack of pics. I have relived my trip through the pics of my friends who have been there. Some do share their pics, while some act pricey :P (Yes, I am talking about you - S)
However, at this moment, my thoughts are with all those affected by the recent cloudburst. May the souls of those who perished rest in peace, and may God give those affected strength to bear this calamity.
(Another 54 days before I get Leh'ed again...)