Moving Through Kashmir

Reading about “a pilgrimage in Kashmir” got this Led Zeppelin tune ringing in my head. When it starts, it goes on and on—like a long trek that is oblivious of an origin and a destination.

Kashmir gives me the sensation of being in an exotic place and experience—a Shangri-la but not the hotel. The droning guitars and the constant pounding of the drums keep me rocking in my chair.

Oooh, baby I’ve been flying…let me take you there. 

It reminds me of how I want a lover to be: free-spirited, artistic and not devoid of mysticism.