Beas river legend
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Snowfall of Silence
Arvind Malhotra The Arrival The bus from Delhi shuddered as it wound its way along the serpentine mountain road, the Beas river glinting like a steel blade far below. Arjun Malhotra sat by the window, notebook on his lap, watching the snowy ridges of Kullu rise into sight. Winter here wasn’t like the polite chill…