On reaching Ladakh, I immediately get a bout of real superiority complex. Yes. Really. Here I stand on some of the highest roads ever built by man on earth, viewing an oasis called Leh and Karu, in a desert called Ladakh, amidst the most rugged and at the same time sand laden and snow capped mountains reaching dizzy heights. I am in a state of trance. I stand with my hands outstretched facing upwards, and my face looking at the sky, eyes closed. The sound of anyone talking to me is heard as an echo in the background of a really loud silent lull. And there you all are, the mortal beings on earth busy in stressful city or village life, busy earning money, or hanging around, or eating stuff, or screwing spouse, unaware of what a state I am in the heavenly place called ladakh. Yes. This is the feeling which I think, you, as a travel visitor to my page, MUST experience