Kalimpong, although a town dipped in its fair share of the cocktail of colonial and post-independence history, is not endowed with the abundance of testimonials to this past that its sister Darjeeling enjoys.
Thus, visitors to this idyllic town ensconced within the lower Himalayas can be broadly classified into three groups
1. Those who take the town in their stride en route to other destinations.
2. Those who venture this way by recommendation
3. Those who come in search for themselves.
Those who fall into either of the first two may also be taken under the third.
For the 3rd, is a beautiful purpose.
The pace of life here is not frenetic, faces and hearts have not yet forgotten how to smile, a peace pervades the air. If it is peace that you seek, then the
Breathing Stone is set apart in the otherwise thriving hospitality industry of Kalimpong.
The hotel is not the largest, the infrastructure may not be the greatest you've seen. However, once you are in the vicinity, the shift in your vibrational spectrum is inevitable. The name of the game is building deeper connections, and happiness is how we do it. The rooms are spacious and comfortable, but as in life, it is once you open up that you are bestowed with miraculous sight. In accuracy, the most apt way of phrasing the experience would be to say you almost feel like you're on the edge of a bowl, with the Kanchenjunga visible behind the hills of Sikkim on one side, and the Deolo and Kalimpong town curving in on the other. The Teesta gracefully meanders its way out of sight. All this vastness of proportion in a single landscape really puts life into perspective. At night, the town lights up beautifully, the sight of flickering haloes of light around each single dwelling is an intense intellectual stimulant. But the night must end and a new dawn is ushered in by iridescent flutter of hues across the sky each morning. The first rays of light, before the sun rises each day, kiss the distant mountains, causing them to blush. The rest of the light is scattered throughout the trees, making the leaves shimmer and laugh. The description here is probably not as vivid as it should be but, some effort on the reader's part might be appreciated here. Picture it all.
Then, picture seeing this, lying down in your bed.