Matheran on a Rainy Day

Like dry ground welcoming the rain, he let the solitude, silence, and loneliness soak in.
— Haruki Murakami

Matheran is India’s smallest hill station. Situated in the Western Ghats range in the state of Maharashtra, and easily accessible from India’s largest metropolis Mumbai, Matheran makes a perfect getaway for seekers of nature and solitude. Matheran is an eco-sensitive zone and no vehicles are allowed except emergency vehicles. The mode of conveyance is horse riding, or one may choose to walk, which we did. Although a toy train used to ply from Neral to Matheran, due to a technical snag, it was not functional.

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Triund | Misty Mountain Hop

“If you go down in the streets today, baby, you better
You better open your eyes, 
Folk down there really don’t care, really don’t care, don’t care, really don’t
Which, which way the pressure lies
So I’ve decided what I’m gonna do now
So I’m packin’ my bags for the misty mountains, where the spirits go now
Over the hills where the spirits fly” – Led Zeppelin

Pondering at the edge of the mountain, the three peaks of Dauladhar range from which Triund gets its name (Tri = Three/ Und = Peaks) stood in front of me majestically, and I looked back. A few tents studded across the meadows. The day hikers preparing to return back and the crowd became thin. I trod on the rocky mountain observing the vastness of the mountain and the expanse of the Kangra Valley. There was an eerie silence, for which I have traveled solo a few thousand miles.

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