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Rohtang Pass
Early in the morning, Rajeev and his friends had left, excited to experience the magnificent scenery of Rohtang Pass. The twisting roads and snow-capped summits provided an exciting mix of excitement and beauty. They were filled with enthusiasm by the fresh mountain air and were amazed by the expansive views.The group's enthusiasm was increased by the beautiful sights and clean mountain air at Rohtang Pass. They dressed for the erratic weather as they got ready for the risky activities that were ahead of them. Gowthami and Sashi looked amazing in their fashionable but practical attire, while Rajeev and Abhi were dressed in safety gear, tough jeans, and thick, insulated jackets. Beneath their vibrant parkas, the ladies were dressed in form-fitting thermal suits; their faces were radiant with joy and the clean mountain air. Warm beanies, scarves, and gloves finished their ensembles, and their hair artfully hung from behind their caps.
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