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Lord Shiva’s Trail-Kedarkantha

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Kedarkantha Trek is the most famous trek of the Indian Himalayas. It becomes a winter wonderland in the winter months (December to February) due to plenty of snow. Many take this trek as a pilgrimage because of various Legends related to Lord Shiva.

The name itself is connected to Lord Shiva – Kedar means Shiv and Kantha means Throat of Lord Shiva.

A Legend says that lord Shiva chose kedarkantha peak as his abode for meditation and solitude but a bull disturbed his peaceful state. This frustrated lord Shiva and he relocated to kedarnath , a town in Uttarakhand India, a more secluded place for his meditation.

Almost in the middle of the trek you witness the beauty of ‘ Juda ka Talab’ , a beautiful Himalayan lake. It is believed that when Lord Shiva was meditating, a drop of water trickled from his hair and formed this beautiful lake.

Juda ka talab

Another Legend is connected to Pandavas of Hindu Epic, Mahabharata. It is believed that Lord Shiva was angry with Pandavas for killing many during the great war of Mahabharata. So for forgiveness Pandavas wanted to meet Lord Shiva. But the Lord didn’t want to forgive them so easily and went to the Himalayas.

So he disguised himself as Bull but one of the Pandavas, Bheem recognised him and went after him. So lord Shiva hid underground and when he rushed from his Hiding place , he let his body ( of bull) get divided into different parts and threw it to different places of Himalayas . His throat fell at Kedarkantha thereby giving the name Kedar+Kantha.

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Ghost of the night

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I was walking down the road
In the dead of the chilly night.
The road was desolate and dark,
Just me and my reflection in haze

I was about to end my search,
When the winds whispered behind
“What is it you seek restless soul?
Follow the cold in this deadly night”

I chased that wind that shook me,
The more I moved farther it went
Like I was lured towards a Ghost,
Whirling round and round inside me.


Then I chose to close my eyes,
Let it go and flow with the ghost.
It bothered me no more until it spoke,
“Open your eyes, welcome back to life“

©2021 Piyush Singh

A World in a Room

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Quarantined in a room
With many smiling friends
Bob asks me to sit,
“Forget your worries, kid”

Simon loves to spin
Blowing air with a grin
He loves to keep me cold
A brother whose story untold

There’s a Mattress
In the room
Who loves to make me sleep
A mother’s lap to see dreams


A world full of souls
A book-shelf full of stories
Friends like Bob the chair
Selfless Simon, the fan who dares.

Loneliness is just a myth
For me, it’s all about grit
There’s a life in every corner
There’s a world inside a room

©2020 Piyush Singh

The Picture- Short Story

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Kailash was staring hard on the cricket ball. When the bowler was about to deliver , a sudden thought struck him. It had happened to him in the past , the same scene in which he stepped down the wicket to hit for six and ended up missing the ball which resulted into their loss. This time he changed his tactics and the history, stayed inside the crease , took a huge bat lift and then the swing. Suddenly the picture started fading away and he woke up. He was disappointed once again. He lost the same match yesterday when he stepped down the wicket and it haunted him in his dreams. He lifted the morning newspaper and tried to ignore the city sports but he couldn’t. He saw the picture and smiled , the similar bat swing. The history changed. It was a dream Luck.

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