It is a quaint little hamlet nestled in the lower Himalayan ranges of the Shivalik Hills in Northern India: untamed, unpredictable and undefined. It is a simple place but leaves enduring effects. Inseminated with majestic pine and deodar forests, rich fruit bearing orchards and organic terraced farming, the mysticism of nature’s perfections un-ravel here right through the year. Be it in or the chance discovery of summer fruit and pine trees; of the of undulating meadows of wild flowers in spring and the monsoons; and ultimately towards the year end, when winter and snow engulf everything and every form, Kanatal reaffirms, reconnects and revalidates the simple ways of life, and one’s tryst with nature.