Worming my heart in Freezing Dharamshala

As all the good things in life- it's started from a Facebook massage. Roni, dear old friend from highschool that i haven't seen for the last 3 years, wrote me that she is volunteering in a village next to Dharamshala and invite me to come visit her and so i did.
It's not the season to go up on the mountain now, but the 12 hours journey in horrible bus was definitelly worth it.
Roni is amazing girl that in her short period of life (year younger than me) studied in Nelson Mandela international programe in Hong Kong, helped poor people build up houses in china, did theatre workshop with orphages in South Africa, created peace conferences between indians and pakistans in india, and between americans and iraqians in Jordan. this list just getting longer and longer and i'm sure i didn't folow it all. so now she was living in a nice appartment in the village and working as a researcher for a feminist organization. it was great coming with her to work and see what great work she is doing, catch up about the last years and waking up next to the snow capped mountains of the Himalaya every morning. thank you Roni, thanks to facebook.