Our visit to Ramgarh should have been like a good buffet breakfast – never ending! There shouldn’t have been a conclusion to this trip. No return to Delhi. It ought to have been a continuum of short days with glorious sun and lush shadows and long nights carpeted with stars.
A primary school amidst the shorn apple orchard, 25kms of forested area of Mukhteshwar, rolling hills merging with the greyish-blue horizon
Breakfast in the company of chirping birds and locally made plum chutney, warm, hardworking people,
Yellowing, falling leaves, a fireplace and a hot cup of tea…
A house made in 1957, malta orchards..
Sleepy dogs, balmy mid-mornings..
…a buffet that never ends!
