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On the top of Tiffindara                                Lava Monastery


               Snowfall at Rishop













                                                                      Rishop-A place of Serenity


                                                                  “The softly-warbled song

                                                                  Comes from the pleasant woods, and coloured wings
                                                                  Glance quick in the bright sun, that moves along

                                                                  The forest openings.”
                                                                  It took three hours almost to reach there and as we
                                                                visited the LavaMonastery, we forgot the fatigue of the day.
                                                                I felt I could hear someone uttering ‘Buddhang Smarang
            The Mountain & the Mist
                                                                Gacchami’ in the midst of calmness and serenity. Should
                                                                I ever return?
        and becomes invisible - somewhere meets the Neora river
                                                                  Three days passed and now it was the time to say
        inside the valley. Perhaps the watch was ticking fast. Now
                                                                goodbye to Rishop– to the Himalayas. Back to home, the
        we had to return before the sun went down.
                                                                same routine and same life. But above all, a fresh memory
          On the third day we were ready before 5 o’clock in the   and a new waiting for a new year and a new destination.
        morning. Our destination was Lava, the neighbouring
        hamlet of  Rishop. With water and snacks on back
        and a walking stick in hand, we took a trek route of 4
        kilometres through the Neora Valley forest. We walked                                       Diptyajit Das
        amazed listening to the chirping of birds, might be thrush,                      Department of English
        robin and babbler, and looking at the horizon where the
        mountain mingled with the mist, peeping sometimes
        through the forest openings. I couldn’t resist myself from
        reciting loudly a few lines from Longfellow-

        Techno India Group Public School                                                                             175
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