The first time I saw them was in Kashmir, stretched like a brave wall, as far as my eyes could see. Wherever I went, they were there, steady and watchful, making me feel protected.
What struck me were the subtle layers of colour, grey merging into blue, blue into white, gently giving way to the next.
They stirred some emotions while also settling some at the same time. I didn’t quite understand what it was on my first trip. But I kept returning. First for the awe-inspiring beauty, then for the stories and finally simply because it lured me. And slowly, something began to change.
Tag: solo female traveller in Kashmir
What’s in a name?
It was my first solo trip to Kashmir. Seeing a solo woman traveller in Kashmir intrigued the locals, especially the curious womenfolk. Why are you travelling alone? Do you feel safe here? How does it feel to be a solo woman traveller? These were some of the questions that I had to constantly give an answer to. And most of them had not travelled beyond the safe boundaries of their village or city. But traveling alone outside their comfort zone was something they all dreamed of.