The guy whom we met just 3 days ago is leading us. Our driver. This place looks like the back yard of some house. But no people around. The natural light is fading. 2 hours earlier we were in paradise and now..
We are cautiously treading through the slippery path. Another guy appeared from nowhere. Slim, tall, protruded cheek bones, small bits of white hair in beard. Talked in Kashmiri to our driver, smiled at us and he walked in the direction of our vehicle.
A bridge in front of us. Not a big bridge. Its made of wood. A make shift one. Looked really flimsy.
"Come on, walk over this and we are home !!", Driver ji announced
"But where is the lake", two concerned voices sounded.
"Lake, Can't you see it, right in front of you. Under the bridge"
The heavy growth of green weeds make the lake look like a well laid out lawn. Foul smell is emanating. " Are we conned again". My better half was already looking dejected. The very same look she had after the Gulmarg episode (Read it here).