The Langtang Valley
Do you belive in faith? Or things we call 'meant to be'. Every steps towards the end of the trail or beyond the thought of exploration, I or we found ourselves. Dwindling notch was our bond which we thought would grow stronger was well already over before we opened the map. Well already here, nature is all we've got to explore as we try to bury our past somewhere on the way. Faith, I assume or it was all meant to be.
The photo trail below runs across the path jumbled like the terrain of the valley, soul touching breeze that only emotions could express and memories engraved on every stone that I stood upon. I will always keep the memory of souls that I came across in this path of self-discovery, Love Lost; Love Gained.
All the memories are carved in the trees, whispers that blew with the winds, feelings cautiously hidden under the rocks, the layers of the hills that exemplify the person we are, were and wish to be, and the life that keeps on flowing like the river. Langtang you beauty, see you soon.
