Enclosed by the last new range of the Himalayas, The Dhaula Dhar and Pir Panjal, running parallel to the south of it, is a valley that leaves the spectator awe-struck as the breath-taking grandour of its mountains, it's torrent and vast expanses of snow in it's upper regions. Fascinating, calm, placid and gourgous, this is the Valley of the Gods, who in turn can be benign, angry and capricious.
It is fascinating when the gold of the mourning sun flatter the snow-capped mountain tops, it is cal and placid when the gentle breezes move the wispy clouds over the blue vault, making the pine whisper secrets that the gods alone know and it is gourgous when the breath-taking beauty of the Fall (Autumn) colours, gold, red and scarlet turn the valley into a veritable paradise. When the gods benign, they bathe the Valley with the kindly Sun gently giving energy and sustenance below ; when they are angry they pour down torrents of rain which brings down whole mountain sides making access to the Valley impossible and when they are capricious, they are dangerous - the rivers rise and carry away bridges, houses, sheep and even men who propitate them in every hamlet, every village and even town.
The vary approach fills the traveller with vary sense of majesty of God, as he proceeds along a norrow and winding road that turns along the Beas through a gorge, where the rocky walls tower menacingly, perpendicular above over a thousand feet high, and the raging torrent is barely a few feet below. Blasted through solid rock the road runes for 40 km through the Mandi-Larji gorge till finally it opens out and every mile up the river reveals the changing beauty of the heavenly region. This is Kullu Valley ; travellers have rapsodied over the unique character of the journey up-the region, Not more than a kilometre wide, in most parts, and 31 km in length.
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