One can never get tired of watching this magical lake.

Pangong Tso, Ladakh

A majestic apparition suddenly filled the sky, soaring like a song on those golden wings and filling my eyes with a vision of absolute freedom.

Golden Eagle (Aquila chrysaetos), Magnetic Hill, Ladakh, September 2012

Sometimes, the real world can match the magical unreality of dreams.

Pangong Tso, Ladakh, September 2012.

Years later, these are the memories that will return with a vividness that will make me catch my breath.

Pangong Tso, Ladakh, September 2012.

The everchanging colors of the Pangong Lake are like multi-hued dreams that vie for attention on lonely nights.

Pangong Tso, Ladakh, September 2012

And around some corners we come across lovable denizens of this enticing environment.

The Himalayan Marmot (Marmota himalayana), Changthang Cold Desert Wildlife Sanctuary, Ladakh.

I’m lost, insignificant and therefore consumed by a constant need to find scales of reference that my befuddled brain can process.

On the road from Nubra Valley, Ladakh, September 2012.

Sand, stone and green all came together to create a delicate visual symphony that fell on my eyes like unexpected rain.

Hunder, Ladakh, September 2012.

Every turn of the road yields a new unreality where the scale of the landscape dwarfs human imagination.

On the road to Nubra Valley, Ladakh, September 2012.

Ladakh is like a song set to the music of the stars.

Leh, September 2012.