Darjeeling

Where Mornings Smell Like Tea and Magic

Darjeeling isn’t just a hill station — it’s nostalgia wrapped in mist. As the toy train whistles through winding tracks and the first light kisses Kanchenjunga’s peaks, something in you softens. Sip soulful silence with your morning chai, walk past colonial charm, and let the scent of wet earth and blooming rhododendrons slow you down.

This is where time lingers — in a conversation at a quiet café, in shared laughter during a rain shower, in the stillness of a sunrise that you don’t want to watch alone. Darjeeling isn’t about ticking places off a map — it’s about feeling everything, deeply,