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Remote town home to Himachalis, Israelis, and tons of hashish. Kasol, a remote village situated on the banks of the raging Parvati River between Bhuntar and Manikaran (a religious place for sikhs) in Himachal Pradesh, India, has long served as the main headquarters for backpackers and travelers in the idyllic Parvati Valley. Kasol serves as the base base camps for many treks nearby, mainly Sarpass (13800ft) in the valley

How to reach kasol From Delhi: Take a bus to Kullu, get off at the Bhuntar roundabout and then catch a bus or a shared cab to Kasol, 5 km short of Manikaran.

Kasol is famous for?

1.Rave Parties Kasol

Rave parties have become frequent in Parbati valley, right from Kasol to Tosh – the last village of the valley. The last few years have seen a proliferation of harder drugs and rave parties in Kullu valley, especially in remote areas of Parbati valley.The Israeli habitat which is turning into a wonderland for cannabis users and traders alike, also sees many rave parties being conducted throughout the year. If you’re in the Valley during the best months of the year, you’ll witness parties that turn wilder with the passing of days, and an assortment of nationals from various countries, all intent on having another crazy experience in a trance-like state.

2.The other side of Kasol India’s drug capital

“That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald

Patient as pregnancy, the bumpy ride from Manali to Manikaran is punctuated by the gurgle of Parvati River and calls of the wild. Somewhere along these bends before Manikaran, placed on a stretch so easy to ignore that you can go past the little bridge not noticing what lies on the periphery, lies Kasol. Belonging to no cult or cipher, Kasol doesn’t wants to be found. But then, this little piece of heaven is lush with that hard to ignore Cannabis waft. Skunk, Red Hair, Early Girl, White Widow, flower power, Morning California etc. aren’t names of my brethren but common concoctions of drugs around here. I wished to find the other side of Kasol – India’s drug capital and I guess I did.

It was in one of these wanderings that this dog hitchhiked for Kasol trekking. Directions, I ceased asking, but I still had no answers. The rest of the life paused on either side of Parvati valley. And it was only here that the life moved.