The road sloped upward, the river that had flowed right through the village now at quite a distance below. Around the bend, a Gujjar-style house stood alone, its wooden-shingled barn attached. Pine trees became numerous on the slope below the road and those above. The road was leading me towards the mountains, whose snow appeared bleached in the bright sun and cloudless blue sky. How wonderful it was to walk here, taking in the beauty and tranquility of the area!
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