In September end, after my First Semester Exams FINALLY ended , I felt I really really needed a break and so was the case with my parents. Instead of spending time in the city, I decided to accompany my mother to one of her project sites- Saur. Saur turned out to be a simple but very scenic and salubrious village tucked in the mountains. My mother is working on The Ramola family house ( picture above). It sits on a mountain terrace with light green fields in front and the dark green mountain as the backdrop. It is almost 100 years old.
Though we had earlier planed to reach by daylight, my father refused to go beyond Dhanolti without stopping for a quick chicken curry roti at his favourite restaurant in Dhanolti. It got dark soon after we crossed Jhadipani and to add to our adventure,, it became misty and began to rain.
Somehow after a few phone calls from Sanju bhaiya of Saur, we managed to reach our destination.
Stepping into Saur gave the feeling of having gone back to the old times,. The rooms in the dimly lit house had the old world feel. To add to the feel of adventure , the bathroom was one storey down and had to be reached by a creaking wooden staircase.
