Dusk In The Mountains

Dusk In The Mountains

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Whether it is early morning..midday or night. Mountains are always charming, enchanting, mysterious, dreamy and undoubtedly inviting. Dusk in the mountains is quite a sight. I love to watch when dusk sets in and slowly turns into night. When the thin film of mist that covers the mountain ranges, one by one and then spreads across the valleys, blends in with the rising smoke from the chimneys it gives away that delectable smell, the kind that acts as a fragrance for the soul.


It is around this time that pine trees and deodars emit an earthy aroma and the cool but gentle mountain breeze assures that it reaches every nook and corner. In the distance, you can hear the last and final song of the thrush before it is homebound, and soon the birds will all be quiet and the cricket choir will get busy at work, followed by the beetles and the fireflies. And, probably a happy soul will sing her heart out after a day's hard work, her soft melodious voice will echo through the walls of the mountains and reach to whoever wants to listen.


It is that time of the day when you feel like returning home, to your heart and soul.



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