After a long ride…

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She feared the mule, his size was enormously huge but indeed, he looked pretty well groomed. The guides lovingly called him as Kur. With a sullen face, she reluctantly went and sat on his saddle which made her butt ache. It was nowhere near comfortable. She sighed and held him tight. She was riding up in the mountain slopes into the alpine forests; though excited, her body seemed frightened. The mule did not appeal her. He stopped as he pleased just to devour his meal. The guide found him to be a veteran in the route, so he didn’t even care to glance at Kur. Eventually, she got over him and started looking around, she felt happy as the green patches started to decline. Small areas of snow appeared in her sight. Her lips were twitching upwards, her eyes were shining bright, she couldn’t believe, this will be her first time. Ever since, she was a child, she wanted to play in snow and have the time of her life.

In a while, she could easily spot the white background peering through the skies, she actually felt so close to the snowline. Finally, she ushered into the alpine meadows, the start from the where the snow-capped mountain rose. She felt as if she is getting inside the hazy white sky. She looked everywhere with fascination, the feeling what she felt was beyond comprehension.

After a long ride in the meadows, she stood there on the snowline. She couldn’t believe her eyes. The scenery was so whitley bright; it reflected purity in every sight. Wooden skies running on the pistes were being enjoyed by kids and adults alike. She dashed on the snow, her first experience made her glow. She jumped and she played. She watched the cloud descend on the slopes. It felt heavenly when she caught the snow cap peaks on the other side rising above the horizon.

Two- three hours flied, she didn’t even realize. It was the time to go her father said, sadly she obliged. Kur was patiently waiting for her.  She dreaded the fact that she had to sit on it once more. Her muscles seemed stiff and sore, but she had to go. As she got back on his saddle, her eyes darted towards the tour guides; she saluted them in her mind. They walk all the way up here every day with so much of ease, thinking about it only, makes her feel fatigued.

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The she is me 😛


This is in response to Kritika’s Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge. Her blog is full of wonderful poems and write-ups which actually connects deeply somewhere. Do check her blog! 😀

The challenge is – “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”

My Nomination for Day 3 is Aditi.


18 thoughts on “After a long ride…

    Erika Kind said:
    June 20, 2015 at 4:19 pm

    That’s a wonderful story, Preeti! You are such a talented writer.

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    ShethP said:
    June 20, 2015 at 4:30 pm

    Great imagery! 🙂 If I may ask, which place do you happen to talk about, considering that the “she” is you? 🙂

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      preetixd responded:
      June 20, 2015 at 6:31 pm

      It is Gulmarg, Shrinagar!:) Thanks!

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        ShethP said:
        June 20, 2015 at 6:50 pm

        Ooh, pretty. 🙂 You’re welcome!

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    Kritika Vashist said:
    June 20, 2015 at 4:42 pm

    You wrote it amazingly!

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    HumaAq said:
    June 20, 2015 at 5:23 pm

    I truly enjoyed the write up and pictures.

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    Prateek Kohli said:
    June 20, 2015 at 8:58 pm

    Ah! The first sight of snow all around ! Quite unforgettable but as I see, amazingly writable ! 😀
    I, too saw it for the first time in Gulmarg. A lovely read brought back some wonderful memories 🙂

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      preetixd responded:
      June 21, 2015 at 4:26 am

      Same pinch 😛 It feels good to freshen up the pages of your wonderful memories; Paradise on earth ❤

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    Himali Shah said:
    June 26, 2015 at 6:59 am

    You write so well, every time I read your stories, I get goosebumps 🙂 love your style

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      preetixd responded:
      June 26, 2015 at 4:00 pm

      Thankyou so much Himali:) It was nowhere near scary for goosebumps 😛

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        Himali Shah said:
        June 26, 2015 at 4:41 pm

        I meant in a nice way not the scary way 😀
        keep writing 🙂

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    Snapshot Perspectives - Visual Storyteller said:
    July 10, 2015 at 11:05 am

    I love your blog so much! You really have a way with words! Keep up the amazing writing, I’m really looking forward to read more pieces from you 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

      preetixd responded:
      July 10, 2015 at 3:14 pm

      Thankyouu so so much 😘


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