In the mystical land of Himalayas,
I embarked on a solo trip, finding my way.
True beauty adorned every mountain peak,
As I journeyed through valleys deep.
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In Haridwar, I witnessed a divine sight,
The arti ceremony, ablaze with light.
The Ganges flowed with a sacred grace,
As devotees bowed, finding solace.
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Mathura, the abode of Krishna Murari,
Unveiled a realm where dreams could carry.
The wonder world of colors and song,
Where devotion thrived, eternally strong.
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But beyond the landscapes and ancient art,
It was the people who truly won my heart.
Their warmth and kindness touched my soul,
Embracing me, making me feel whole.
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In the Himalayan true beauty I found,
A journey where hearts and souls resound.
Haridwar’s arti, Mathura’s Krishna Murari,
A wonder world with people as my truest safari.
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