Each of us is born with a curse \u2013 a predominant sentiment that rears its head at almost every occasion.\nMy curse is \u2018disbelief\u2019.\nEvery day something good happens that I cannot believe \u2013 good things seem to happen for no reason at all \u2013 like an amazing meal \u2013 and if there\u2019s no logic that explains beyond a doubt why it is\u201dme\u201d that is the recipient of good fortune, I refuse to believ that it could be happening\u2026. Until the event is almost over and moves from the present to the past, the scepticism remains \u2013 as though by the mere act of believing in it, it might get snatched away from me \u2026\nAnd so here I am at the airport today once again leaving for Ladakh in the Himalayas, 12 hours away from my destination.\nAnd the primary phrase that hovers in my head is \u201cif all goes well\u201d. The curse.\nLadakh. A Himalayan paradise. Wedged between the Kunlun moutnains to the North and the Himalayas to the South \u2013 the land of \u2018high passes\u2019. Primarily Tibetan culture. Will reach in time for the Ladakh festival \u2026 where the culture is on display for the outside world.\nThe experience of watching Tibetans engage in colorful polo or archery or arranged marriages or move in caravans\u2026 seems too much for a single person to acquire in a few short days and I am forced to numb out the anticipation and the excitement.\nWith 10 kg of backpacking luggage and 15 kg of Nikons and accessories, I feel well equipped to capture the experience into memories that I can relive several times over!\nAnd so, off to Leh and Dras and Kargil \u2026. if the logistics permit \u2026and of course, if all goes well!!\njm\nAug 2011\nThe post Dreams I dreamt and realised \u2013 Ladakh appeared first on The Art Blog by WOVENSOULS.COM.