Memories of Kashmir

Liv­ing in the urban jun­gle that Ban­ga­lore has become, get­ting lost in the daily grind, and never hav­ing the time to stroll through the now few and far between gar­dens that were once the pride of the city, I have been lit­er­ally and fig­u­ra­tively miles away from nature’s true beauty. But a recent trip to Kash­mir changed all that. When I looked through the images we cap­tured, those mag­nif­i­cent snow peaked moun­tains, the rush­ing ice cold white streams, the graz­ing cat­tle led by peo­ple whose liveli­hood and liv­ing have been frozen in time — I’m over­whelmed with emo­tion. Today, I’m back to the grind. But I have these images to remind me of a world where time stands still.