The Chinghon lake is serenely quiet & pleasingly beautiful, gently rockin' in rhyme with the whistling wind blowing across its sparkling crystal surface. Its edge, untended and unmanned, runs along haphazardly with full glee as if it has a life of its own rendering a unique shape to the lake. A masterpiece has indeed been created and It's hard to miss the Hand that paints so well! The collective maladies inflicting our world apparently seem to have been swallowed in its mysterious depths sans the slightest ripple! Senses seem to get purified, feeling of real joy overflows, words worthy to be spoken flow easily.....and nigh the lake of purity, real sense of joy, clarity of thought & overall well-being flood the body, mind and soul.While in stark contrast, the dusty chauvinist NH 39 roars along some 100 mtrs away....all asphalt & stones, epitomising the false pride in all its full glory of its Master....the master who claimed to have tamed & tapped Nature!
And the message gets through clear & loud!