Disconnect to Connect (Leh Ladakh post 4)
It was unusually sunny at 7 am in the morning. Sujata and myself we were ready on the said time and waiting in the hotel lobby for everyone else to come, to start the exiting journey! However, the waiting seemed like forever, as people were taking their own slow time to get ready and come downstairs. Some bikers were getting ready with their gears, a few people taking photos, while Manav was hustling around, making sure everything is all set for the journey. While I and Sujata were sleepy and getting a little annoyed for no one was on time and were already running late from our decided time, I saw a young boy, a sardar , of course, looking a little lost and fidgeting with his bag. I examined the bag on the hotel entrance steps – a brown coloured, medium sized, leather bag pack with camera and lenses. “Oh, this must be that photographer, Manav was talking about” I wondered, a little too loud for my friend, Sujata to hear. She looked into the direction of my gaze and...