As we reached the temple, it was crowded with devotees taking dip in the hot springs and praying to the deity. There are separate Khund’s (pools with the hot spring water) for ladies and gents along with changing rooms. But the time we visited was chaotic as some men and women were across the pools and changing rooms.
As we find the trek tiring, the shops with smiling people
ready to serve stand as an assurance to provide refreshments and cheer your way.
Elderly people taking the trek would inspire you. Nature fills you with zeal
and zenith. It is not preaching but reaching you in its own way. It is an
impression that lasts long. Every loaded tree greets in its own way. Bright
flowers, gushing waters, might mountains, boulders – rocks - pebbles all preach
in silence, a tale told by time that only an accepting soul can listen.