Ladakh

"When the wind calls, you know, that somewhere in the mountains, it has found the answers that you were looking for. The pull of the horizon overcomes the inertia of reason…And you just have to go."

Wind is an immediate element, grazing our skin wherever we go. But it is also an intimate affair when you are on the mountains. The idea of horizon also reforms itself in your mind, when you stare at the oblivion for hours, when indolence, too, becomes charming. This wandering is an answer to a calling that’s beyond all logic, beyond reason.