08 Aug

A Day Trip OF Philly

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Philadelphia has lots of statues in the parks and roads most of them of historical figures like Presidents and war heroes  specially popular being President Lincoln’s statue on Kelly Drive, I could not take its picture as the bus was moving too fast. But I was able to take picture of the statue of chief justice John Marshall outside the west gate of Franklin Institute. Ever heard of a Judge’s statue in India? If yes please inform me.  There is also a controversial statue of the Italian Stallion Sylvester Stallone as Rocky Balboa a must for movie buffs as the story of Rocky series is in Philly. The guides in the buses were very knowledgeable and were telling a lot of stories about not only the city but also some of the controversies going in the city. The controversy around Ricky’s statue was another one.

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Ladakh: Nature’s Eloquent SIlence

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A trip to Ladakh leaves many a visitors breathless and not just because of its high altitude location. In an ephemeral moment of truce, when the cool breeze lets you rejuvenate your thoughts long lost to the battles of daily routine, a perchance to dream, a sense of being afloat on wings of imagination and suddenly you realize you need to breathe too. It’s just like in songs, ‘a flight of fancy on the windswept fields’ when you are standing alone and your senses reel. The attraction in Ladakh can be fatal especially when emotions are involved. When you are in Ladakh all you wish for is to capture its reality and here in the overwhelming vastness even reality turns out to be abstract.

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जादू मानसून का : जब छत्तीसगढ़ ने ओढ़ी धानी चुनरिया !

जादू मानसून का : जब छत्तीसगढ़ ने ओढ़ी धानी चुनरिया !

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भिलाई से रायपुर होती हुई जैसे ही ट्रेन बिलासपुर की ओर बढ़ी बारिश में भीगे छत्तीसगढ़ के हरे भरे नज़ारों को देखकर सच कहूँ तो मन तृप्त हो गया। मानसून के समय चित्र लेने में सबसे ज्यादा आनंद तब आता है जब हरे भरे धान के खेतों के ऊपर काले मेघों का साया ऍसा हो कि उसके बीच से सूरज की रोशनी छन छन कर हरी भरी वनस्पति पर पड़ रही हो। यक़ीन मानिए जब ये तीनों बातें साथ होती हैं तो मानसूनी चित्र , चित्र नहीं रह जाते बल्कि मानसूनी मैजिक (Monsoon Magic) हो जाते हैं। तो चलिए जनाब आपको ले चलते हैं मानसून के इस जादुई तिलिस्मी संसार में । ज़रा देखूँ तो आप इसके जादू से सम्मोहित होने से कैसे बच पाते हैं ?

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Blue sky country

Kinnaur-The land of apples (Part 1)

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On day 3, before starting off for Sangla, we were in a dilemma on whether to make the short trip to Hatu peak or not. As we had to reach Sangla before it was dark, we decided to skip Hatu peak, which is about 8 KMs from Narkanda. Thus, we hit the NH22 directly and road conditions being good, we reached the town of Rampur in about 2 hours. We refuelled the Ertiga here and noted a mileage of 15-16 KM/Litre in hilly road conditions.  After, Rampur, the highway, which was once known to the British as the Hindustan-Tibet road, leads you further on to Jeori before entering the district of Kinnaur at Chaura. After entering Kinnaur, the road, cut into sheer rock, rises steeply above the Satluj River. It follows the Satluj and is one of the most vertiginous roads in the whole country offering a spectacular view of rugged mountains.

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Romancing the Train – Pune to Nasik

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My favourite travel author Paul Theroux says in the opening paragraph of ‘The Great Railway Bazaar’ – the best travel book ever written – “I have seldom heard a train go by and not wished I was on it”. One simple sentence summarizes the entire romance and mysticism around the trains. It conjures up the sights and sounds of unknown exotic destinations. It is as if you don’t care where the train goes; you only want to be someplace that is far and not seen before. Someplace where people look different, language you can’t understand but sounds musical; and food is an adventure everytime.

Meanwhile, the train chugs along several stations. It is the perfect weather to buy chikki in Lonavala and feast on hot vada paos. The taste brings back memories from the past. It seems as if the chikki and vada tastes have been standardized like McDonalds. You remember the taste from times long gone when you took the Madgaon Express from CST to Goa every month on the Konkan Railway Line.

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Motorcycle Diaries. Road to Ladakh…Riding Back Home…

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All through the route from Debring to Keylong, the weather was pretty cold. Morey Plains, Pang, Sarchu, Lachulung La, Nakee La and the Gata Loops were all familiar now – there weren’t any surprises in the store en route, barring the fact that weather was dramatically icier this time. I kept craving for a hot cup of tea – such was the chill in the weather. With clouds over our heads, and rain looming, we rode almost non-stop and arrived at Bharatpur, which was our stopover for lunch.

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माता वैष्णोदेवी यात्रा-भाग १ (मुज़फ्फरनगर से कटरा – KATRA VAISHNODEVI)

माता वैष्णोदेवी यात्रा-भाग १ (मुज़फ्फरनगर से कटरा – KATRA VAISHNODEVI)

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हमारी ट्रेन का समय ठीक ६.३० शाम को था. हम लोग ठीक ६ बजे स्टेशन पहुँच गए. स्टेशन पर भी प्रतीक्षा करने का एक अलग ही आनंद होता हैं. पता चला की ट्रेन १५ मिनट लेट हैं. दरअसल मेरठ से मुज़फ्फरनगर और सहारनपुर के बीच में सिंगल लाइन हैं. जिस कारण से करीब करीब सभी ट्रेन लेट होती हैं. हमारा आरक्षण S-6 डिब्बे में था. डिब्बे में चढ़ने के बाद वही समस्या जो की पूरे हिन्दुस्तान में रेलवे में हैं. दैनिक यात्री आरक्षित डिब्बों में घुसे रहते हैं. और बड़ा अहसान जताते हुए वे हमें हमारी सीट पर बैठने देते हैं. कहते है की सहारनपुर, यमुनानगर तक की ही तो बात हैं. पता नहीं रेलवे से ये समस्या कब दूर होगी. खैर सहारनपुर के बाद आराम से एडजस्ट हुए, हम घर से आलू ,पूरी, अचार आदि खाने में लेकर के आये थे. खाना खाकर के लंबी तान कर सो गए. सुबह ठीक पांच बजे ट्रेन जम्मू पहुँच गयी. स्टेशन पर अन्धेरा छाया हुआ था. हम लोग अपने सामान सहित बाहर बस स्टैंड पर आ गए.

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Golmaal 3 in the evening

Mystical monsoon visit to Nahan, Paonta Sahib, and Dakpatthar – Part I

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Intermittently, when the Rain God seemed to have become a bit weary and softened the intensity of the downpour to smaller and scantier drops, we took a round of the rain-washed outskirts of the resort. But a look up above in the sky at the over-burdened cloud mounds, we knew it might start raining heavily any minute and so did not venture far and also had thoughtfully equipped ourselves with umbrellas. Everything looked so fresh and green early in the morning. The leaves were dripping wet and glistening with droplets of rain water hanging from their edges. The rains seemed to have breathed a fresh lease of life to the flora and fauna.

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