Turtuk had slowly took a hold of me. I felt like being home. And with a whole day ahead of me, I decided to make the best out of it by rolling out and exploring some places nearby. While talking to the villagers, I came to know that the village was comprised of 3 parts:
Chutang – The lower portion of the village and most of the families moved there during the winter season.
Yul – The oldest area of the village. And the 2 mosques were located there.
Farol – The area where the guesthouses and the old monastery were located.
I decided to visit the historic mosque first. There was a local shop outside which had the stone carvings of animals on display. That was unique and probably the first time I had seen something of the sort. Apart from that, I spotted varieties of organic dried apricots and walnuts. I bought a packet of apricots to save the taste for sometime later during the memories phase.
While roaming around, a local told me about the monastery which was at some 10 minutes hiking distance. And I was all set to pay a visit. There was nothing unusual about it, a calm and quiet place rather. I came back and decided to have my lunch.
The hosts served me with Kissir with Grangtur (sort of buckwheat pancakes with some green veggies).
I enjoyed the meal and then continued with talking to the villagers about their cultures and traditions. They shared their stories and experiences which proved that they had a perfectly simple life and a healthy life style which they enjoyed. Of course the winters were deadly at times but they had been accustomed to it now. When it came to following the muslim customs, they followed everything, even the fasting in month of Ramadan.
I took some pictures of the captivating views, sunset and of the people whom I got friends with. I dint want to waste a single moment of my presence there, that’s what Turtuk village had taught me.
In the evening, I played cricket with the children which further filled me with lots of more positive energy. I spent some time in the open spaces where the chilly winds blew and it had a different fragrance associated, the smell of untaintedness and originality. I wanted to pack it all, the moments of amazements, the surroundings so pure and the warmth of the people.
And that’s how Turtuk treated me.. with a big and happy heart and some unforgettable lifetime memories.