The mountains were beautiful, even though the roads that took you there were broken. Even though the whole world was broken. Tara sat on the side of the pitted road, soaking in the autumnal sun, gazing at the distant snow-capped peaks in awe. Forgetting, for the moment, the ache in her feet and the emptiness in her stomach. \u201cThe Sivalik Range, children,\u201d said Anju, pointing at the green hills that rose around them. \u201cThe word literally means the \u2018tresses of Shiva.\u2019 Cross the valley, and you stand at the feet of Pir Panjal, the inner Himalayas.\u201d | Copyright 2019 by Rati Mehrotra. Narrated by Justine Eyre.\nLearn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices