Introduction In the Himalayas, silence is not the absence of sound — it’s the presence of something deeper. It’s the rhythm of wind brushing pine needles, the slow drip of melting snow, the heartbeat of a distant waterfall. And yet, ...[ read more ]
Introduction In the Himalayas, silence is not the absence of sound — it’s the presence of something deeper. It’s the rhythm of wind brushing pine needles, the slow drip of melting snow, the heartbeat of a distant waterfall. And yet, ...[ read more ]