Mystery of Shilajit; Kedarnath Valley Part V |
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In my previous posts I wrote that we made shilajit in Kalimath there another pilgrim group stole my share. I walked the most of the distance from Kalimath to Kedarnath. On my way back I got back my shilajit. A milk carrying truck brought me back to Guptkashi.

Back to Guptkashi
I walked to main market area to find some room for myself and people from Bengal who stole my shilajit but returned it to me; went towards their hotel that was in some down street.
I knew that room was next to impossible to find and I may have to go to Ukhimath back to my dear friend Gobind Rawat. But I got lucky, I found someone from Ukhimath because now whole Ukhimath knew me. I was a kind of doctor to them and almost whole village used to come to me for this or that treatment. That gentleman, Mr. Hari Singh took me to a hotel of his relative. Hotel was full but I was given an odd room that was still under construction. That room had a large window (window was still to be installed) and a broken door opened in the back street. Only problem was the bathrooms, I had to walk a around whole block to get to the main gate of the hotel and then climb 3 stories to get to the common bathrooms. But anyway I liked my room, it was large and spacious, There was wet plaster smell but it was not bad at all. I borrowed a broom from next door home and cleaned the floor to some acceptable degree.
Guptkashi is also a temple town. Temple is at the top of the town and some stepped streets leads to the road on the top. I was very tired and almost sick but it was still evening so I took the stepped street which was like a mystic bazaar and reached the temple. Last segment of bazaar was had pooja stuff mostly.

Guptkashi temple
It is a very serene temple with open courtyard. There used to be a Kedarnath Badrinath Mandir Simiti Dharamshala but now that is converted into girl’s hostel for the Ayurveda Pharmacy College where I visited. There is a kund in front of temple and spring water comes from two brass lion-heads. Atmosphere there was very serene and I sat by the door for long time because and observed the scenes. Nobody bothered me there. I was extremely tired and sat there in half lay position.
People in the mountain are very gentle. I used to sit for hours in Ukhimath temple and nobody ever bothered. Head priest, a very handsome gently man in his fifties some time brought me a cup of tea himself. He was not just ordinary priest but a priest of very high level. He was the priest of Kedarnath and Madmaheshwar Kedar for the winter. His title was Rawal. He is a much respected person in Ukhimath. There in the temple premises I use to lay down or sit in just any position by the temple and many times even I forgot to take off my shoes but nobody ever raised voice. Someone always came and took away my shoes and placed them at the gate while I was simply ashamed.

Guptkashi Temple
Mostly local people were visiting the Guptkashi temple for pooja. Aroma of dhoop and incense sticks was filled in air, view of mountain was very fresh, and time to time bells of many temples around were ringing and filling up the air with music. Some people came to take a bath at the kund. Girls from the hostel were coming to wash their clothes in the kund. Kund was not filled but its drains were open.
When it was almost dark, I left the temple and took the different street to get to main road, which too was a happy happy bazaar. In the main market I had my dinner at a restaurant. Best food I ate was in the restaurants of Guptkashi. Whole town was alive with people at even 9 PM. Hundreds of buses and vehicles were parked on the roads and there were people everywhere.
At 10 I retreated to my room to have much awaited rest because I was very tired and feeling sick. I fell to my bed and then I remembered to take a capsule of B-Complex and also I looked at the container that had shilajit. I stopped breathing and opened the jar and dipped the end of b-complex capsule in goo like black shilajit and tried to swallow it but odor was repulsive. It was beyond urine smell but this time I didn’t give up. I had a bottle of ThumsUp and I inserted the capsule right in my throat and gulped the bottle to wash it down in my tum-tum. So I finally I did it. Since room was in the back street and it was peaceful and I fell to sleep.

Kedarnath temple.
Well Sir, I woke up in the morning at 7 when daylight entered in my room from windows. I was kind of shocked to see myself in that room, in Guptkashi, in India, in Asia, on this earth and in this cruel world.
I asked myself was it the dream that I was watching or this is the dream that I am watching now.
I was simply stunned and gradually realized that I am in Guptkashi and woke up from an intense dream. Usually when we wake up and instantly realize that we were watching dreams but this dream was so intense that I was thinking if that was reality and this is dream rather a sort nightmare now.
I had to pinch myself and slap myself and then I realized that I lost that paradise I was in. I am thrown out of the zannat. I was kicked out of the garden of Aden.
It was a very hasin sapna. A man’s ultimate dream. And I cursed myself upon waking up. Why did I wake up? Why?
Well Sir, I won’t spare the details of my dream because this website’s theme is to post only travel experience not the travels that we do in our dreams.
I looked at the shilajit jar and said to myself …
Let’s take this jar to Bhatinda and make my friends very happy at night and then miserable when they wake up.
You can call it friendship or you call it revenge.
End of this series.
And this is the true story.
A final note by the author.
Each year, Shilajit is sold by tons in India. But a very little of it is available in nature. I have no idea from where it comes. Most or all of it may be spurious. If we harvest it from a place, it takes at least 15 years when it can be again harvested.
Shilajit itself has no serious character I believe. Its character comes from cow urine and other ingredients those are added. In spurious shilajit, Viagra and opium are added. Sometimes I thought of experimenting with only lycopodium powder (that is also rare in India) and all other things those we used when we made shilajit in the temple but I haven’t done it. It was just amusing and vague thinking and I have better things to do.
Of-course I see shilajit in the mountains of USA, Canada and other countries where it is not used as medicine. However I never seen anyone harvesting from those places. If even all the shilajit is harvested from the whole world, probably that much is sold in India in just one year.

View of Guptkashi from Ukhimath
I took that shilajit to my friends in Bhatinda (also called as Bathinda now). There my friends fought for it and it was gone and still many people came to me to ask for it. Many people offered me the entire expanse for me to travel back to Kalimath but I declined. Luckily I still have a small vial of it and now it is dried and became a black rock. It still smells foul and I took a grain of it may be 3-4 times total in the last 4 years. I used it as medicine for others because it is good for the ailment of old people. In my small circle I am a famous herbal and homeopathy man.
I haven’t gone to Kalimath after that hopefully will go there again because I loved that place.
I love to visit Kedarnath again but this time I will go there off the peak pilgrimage period, ie before May or after June. I advise all readers to avoid the peak season.

On the way back to Rudraprayag
My friends those used that Shilajit gave it a new name: Kila-Jit.










Wonderful end to a beautiful tough and pain staking tour. But in the climax you got everything that was needed . KILA – JIT. That dream where you were in paradise was not only a dream but actually your soul really travelled to heaven and came back when you woke up. I hope you understand what I mean to say .
Thanks for wonderful series Praveen jee . Waiting for next one eagerly.
Dear Praveen Wadhwa,
Enthralling experience even to read the account of your mystical journey and I can only imagin what a heavenly experience you must have been through. Really great. As far as the pics are concerned, you are sure to find some calendar makers who would gratefully buy your pics of such remote, spiritual places where photographers don’t care to go. You may find that your entire journey is fully paid for by selling just two or three pics of yours. Besides money, the thrill of seeing your pics on calendars hanging in thousands of homes is very satisfying. My son was offered to sell two of his pics by a UK based calendar manufacturer and he got the full value of his camera (Nikon D5000) from those two pics ! A very lively description. However, you forgot to proof-read your text with the result that many typos are there.
Sushant Singhal
Wel written End!
Really great Mystical travel story.
Eagerly waiting for the next travelogue.
Cheers!
Dear Praveenji, What a journey it was, not a single day when you have not gone through some suspense. For a reader you have almost created a Novel on adventure and mysteries. But sir salute to you and your daring attitude for not showing any regrets and frustration during entire epic journey. As mentioned earlier you are easy going person perhaps that is the reason you could take such an difficult and treacherous journey which was at time seemed life taking. I am sure with planning and preparation nobody would have achieved the invaluable knowledge, the sense of pride and embraced the eternal peace and tranquillity that you could achieve. You never bothered for luxuries, comfort and conveniences which is another very strong virtue that you possess and deserved to be praised and appreciated. The innocence of expression make you apart from rest of the writers on this blog. My deepest regards and compliments for finally achieving something precious for your passion. keep writing and keep enlightning all your fellow ghumakkars.
So finally the Shilajit adventure comes to an end with a happy ending. A wonderful series with great captures!
Look forward to your next adventure…
just wow
Brilliant, almost surreal account of your Himalayan trip. I always wondered about what Shilajit was and why it is so highly prized. The adventures, the twists and turns, the atmosphere during the rush season; all these elements came together to make a gripping tale. The pictures, of course, were out of this world.
The metaphysical part was simply awesome. Edgar Cayce, the American psychic, once said that “Dreams are today’s answers to tomorrow’s problems.” Try to recall the dream and write down the details. The insights you get might surprise you.
enjoyed your series on shilajit :-)
Dear Praveen,
An Epic Series!
Photos are awesome.
Nirdesh
Very nice series with superb pics…
Waiting for the next travel tale..
Welcome back. Hope the folks back home like the kila-jit. A well worth adventure.
Heartiest congratulations Praveen Wadhwa for being declared the Featured Author. A very well deserved recognition indeed. You happen to be a great addition to the ghumakkar community.
Sushant Singhal
Sushant Saab, Thanks for your good wishes and also thanks for your continuous encouragement. I visited your Saharanpur site and I love Saharanpur. My childhood is spent there in the railway colony because my water worked in railways.
I wish railway line doubles up from Meerut to Saharanpur. Time and again I end up on this railway journey because my Nana side lives in Meerut and I love Haridwar.
Dear Praveen, I read your story with much interest. I would be happy to talk to you about Shilajit. I harvest it in the Himalayas, purify it and supply across the world. I appreciate the difficulty that it takes to do this properly. Daniel Burge