Soya Lake: The Place Where the Sun Rarely Stays

Whenever we climb up the serpentine road from Nezhigon, I always ask: “Take a look back.” From that point, the lake below looks like a glass eye cradled in a stone hand.

Whenever we climb up the serpentine road from Nezhigon, I always ask: “Take a look back.” From that point, the lake below looks like a glass eye cradled in a stone hand.