05 May

Burha luit tumi Burha luit buwa kiyo?

Summer Vacation: A beautiful river and a few Necklaces – IV

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These are some of the places of Kolkata, which you may like to visit if you travel to the city. There are good and there will be bad things in any city. There are plenty of examples or perception to believe the city is not worth a visit or a second look. Whatever I find attractive, may not be as attractive to you. Everyone has their own rights to judge things differently. However, there are so many places around in any city, not in Kolkata alone, to come and explore.

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ढेला (कॉर्बेट) की मस्ती और रोमांच

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हमें घुमते हुए वहा के गार्ड ने बोला कि सर यहाँ से बाहर मत जाइएगा, इस चारदीवारी की अन्दर ही रहना और पीछे के रास्ते से तो बाहर निकलना ही मत। हमने पुछा कि यहाँ भी डर है क्या तो उसने बोला साहब जी एक शेर तो रोज ही पीछे वाले रास्ते से जाता था और हाथी तो कई बार इन खेतो मे घुस चुके है। जोश मे तो थे ही तभी सोच लिया कि खाना खाकर एक चक्कर तो लगायेगे बाहर का। हम जल्दी से डाइनिंग रूम मे पहुचे, खाना तैयार था, दाजू ने तुरंत लड़को को परोसने का आदेश कर दिया। खाना मजेदार था। खाना खाकर हम वापिस कमरों मे आ गए और दाजू को भी अन्दर आने के लिए बोला। अन्दर आने पर हमने पूछा कि बाहर कहा तक जाया जा सकता है। वो पक्ष मे नहीं थे लेकिन हमने भी बोला कि हम अन्दर जंगल मे नहीं जायेगे सिर्फ बाहर सड़क तक तो जा सकते है और वैसे भी गाड़ी से बाहर तो निकलना नहीं था। । तब जाकर वो तैयार हुआ।

बारह से ज्यादा का समय हो रहा था और हम बाहर गाड़ी मे बैठे थे। आधा घंटा हम सड़को पर गाड़ी दौड़ाते रहे। वहा पेड़ो के बीच कच्चा रास्ता था जो दिन मे शोर्टकट के रूप में प्रयोग होता था, उस रास्ते से जब निकले तो रोंगटे खड़े हो गए बिलकुल सुनसान, सड़क भी कच्ची, डर लग रहा था कि अगर गाड़ी फस गयी तो निकालनी मुश्किल हो जायेगी क्योकि छोटी गाड़ी थी, अँधेरे मे हिरनों के झुण्ड भी दिखे जिनकी सिर्फ आखे चमक रही थी। वो अभी तक के सबसे यादगार और रोमांचक क्षण थे, शायद ऐसा रोमांच कभी जंगल मे भी नहीं आया था। प्रदीप का मन तो वापिस आने के लिए कर ही नहीं रहा था। एक बजे हम वापिस आये तो थोड़ी देर कमरों के बाहर ही बैठ गए कि कल कहा जाए। जिम कॉर्बेट के बिजरानी गेट से तो प्रवेश मिल सकता था लेकिन जो जानवर अन्दर दिखते थे वो बाहर ही दिख गए थे फिर ऐसा रोमांच भी हो गया था। इसलिए चार हजार रूपये खर्च करना अक्लमंदी नहीं लगी। प्रदीप ने बोला कि सर कल मे आपको मरचुला लेकर चलूगा, आपको जगह पसंद आएगी। मरचुला के बारे मे हमने कभी सुना नहीं था लेकिन कही तो जाना था इसलिए वही सही। जगह पक्की हो गयी तो हम भी अपने कमरों मे आ गए सोने के लिए।

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Rain Fury in Chakrata, Uttarakhand in June 2013 (Part I)

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We made ourselves comfortable in the tents, opened our bags to change the clothes but got the shock of our life as all the clothes inside the bag were equally wet like the clothes we were wearing. I decided to continue with my present set of clothes which got dried with my body heat in next two hours. The camp guys brought a battery driven LED light which ware barely emitting any light, some pakoras and masala tea by 7:30 pm in the evening. Our gang enjoyed these snacks and felt a little relieved and energetic, since we have not ate anything after breakfast. The Sun was setting behind the hills quickly and with the absence of electricity and inability to light the fire outside due to rain, darkness was building up inside the camp and outside. The sound of rain smashing against the camp started to scare us. Rajesh the dabangg, got dumb struck, the thing that was enthusing voice in him were the never ending songs of Gurdeep ‘Dil ro raha hai…’ to which Rajesh was getting irritated and saying ‘yaar chup ho ja, tere aise gaano ki wajah se hi itni barish ho rahi hai‘. Rest of us were enjoying this cat fight between the two and were trying to be back in holiday mood. Sanjay and me were quite sure that rain will subside by morning and we will be able to visit Tiger Fall. All were keen to visit Tiger Fall, but there was no voice coming out from dabangg bhai’s mouth. By 9 pm dinner was served, and post-that we slipped inside the quilts after closing the zipper inside tent. Very soon the camp got quite warm inside assuring us that atleast we will manage to have a decent sleep. We keep chit chatting inside our camp and occasionally across the camp of Gurdeep and Arun. The rain kept turning mightier with the darkness of night, and at a point we were not able to hear each other’s voice because of deafening collision sound between rain drops and tent. With prays for God, we slept in a hope of better tomorrow.

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Trek to Sandakpu, Darjeeling – Final Part

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The path was a combination of mule track and foot path and it was passing through varieties of jungle landscape and fauna. We passed through pine forest, then came the small structured bamboo jungle locally called “Mallebu”, then came giant sized ferns heralding the path on both sides like a natural decoration to welcome the weary traveler. As we consumed the distance and moved closer towards Gorkhey the path became steeper descent that was not very kind to my old creaking knees. The umbrella stick was a great help and support. We indulged ourselves with quick halts sipping ORS water and passing body water. We trudged along slowly and surely.

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Trek to Sandakpu, Darjeeling : Part 2

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Phalut has only one Government owned Trekker’s Hut that looks an imposing colonial type hill cottage from outside but a haunted house from inside. The rooms were shabby suffering from years of neglect. Kitchen had the ancient wooden fire place for cooking and most part was black with wood fire soot collected over the years. I walked into the kitchen and found couple of people, not tourists, sitting by the fire and chatting, obviously this was the only available place in the huge colonial house that was warm to sit by. I walked in and announced in Gorkhali to the people present,” I am 70 year old retired colonel, just arrived after 21 kms trek, how are you guys going to make me comfortable”. Immediately there was commotion and everyone got up. The forest Guard got up and offered me the coveted chair. I asked as to who was who and found out that the one by the fire place was the care taker as he proudly told me, “ I am from the Tourism Department”. Rest was guides who had arrived earlier. I asked for a cup of tea and the care taker got busy brewing it in a black kettle, hardened by years of sitting on wooden fire. I learnt that the Tourism guy was the one and only representative of the Government. He was cook, care taker, cleaner, maintenance man, procurement officer, house keeper and overall in-charge. However, the Forest Guard being more elderly as also senior man of the Government, with beat post located adjacent to the lodge, was the de-facto boss of the town, specially for the weary guides and porters. When I pulled my rank and age he chickened out of the comfortable chair against the fire to my advantage and I promptly occupied it. How small things matter at the right time and place. Like when we march in the Army, during breaks the best shaded tree obviously goes to the senior most without questions asked. When I was climbing a snow covered mountain in Arunachal Pradesh in the winter of 1989, we had to camp for the night. It was snowing and the ground was too wet our tents, our local guide found a cave and made himself comfortable with a wood fire to boot. I walked into the cave with authority and sat by the fire occupying the only comfortable rock to sit on. Slowly my company commander followed and sat next to me and then another. Finally we found ourselves, a party of 10 reconnaissance team sitting by the fire. Later we ate and slept there, needless to say, me occupying the most comfortable slot next to the fire.

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Trek to Sandakpu, Darjeeling : Part 1

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There was no accommodation booking in advance. I headed for the PWD guest house where I tried using my army card but it was full. There were two expensive lodges, I decided against Sherpa Chalet, Sunrise Lodge and Namo Buddha Lodges being more expensive than needed and decided to go for the dorm bed in the humble Government Tourism Lodge A. There are 3 of such Govt lodges, A, B & C. Unfortunately C has been raged by fire last winter. These lodges are humble and cheap run by a Sherpa family of four, an elderly couple and their grownup son and daughter. There was a dorm with 20 beds @ 120 INR per bed and 2 rooms of 5 beds each @ 500 INR. 2 Indian type toilets and 2 bath rooms that had seen better days. The dorm and rooms were clean with wooden cots placed very close with hardly any leg space in between let alone a bedside table. I took one bed in the corner and grabbed the only table to place my rucksack. Hot tea was served immediately on asking but the quality needed improvement. After tea I went out for a walk to enjoy the view and beauty of the place. My guide, Bijay took me to a Shiva Temple just across the border in the Nepal side. It was a strange place that seems very old cave at the foot of a very huge deodar tree with many stone formations that resembled “Shiva Ling”. Clear spring water was flowing from inner side of the rock formations. Not so strange in these parts of the world that the place was worshipped by both Hindus and Buddhists. Many “Diyas” were lighted inside the sanctum sanatorium to mark the Holy Day of Buddha Purnima and an elderly Tibetan lady who was lighting more Diyas told me that her wishes had been granted.

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Charar-i-Sharif… Meri Kashmir Yatra (concluding part) – Vaishnavism

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Nand Rishi was the spiritual heir to another great representative of Sufism, Lal Ded. Nand Rishi was the first person to start Rishism in the valley, a kind of Vaisnavism. Leading a simple life, the shrine represents the value of non-violence, vegetarianism and communal harmony. The shrine is white in colour modeled upon the central Asian style of architecture and is quite spacious having two sprawling floors with beautifully carved wooden ceilings and staircases.

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मसूरी की यात्रा मे पानी का विकराल रूप

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हरिद्वार से रूड़की के रास्ते मे पता नहीं कितनी बार हमारा रूट बदला गया, रास्तो का तो पता ही नहीं चल रहा था। लोगो के आगे पीछे चलते हुए और लोगो से पूछते हुए ही हम आगे बढ़ रहे थे। किसी तरह रूड़की पहुचे तो फिर से हमें नए रास्ते पर डाल दिया गया, उस रास्ते पर आगे गए तो फिर से गयी भैस पानी मे। आगे फिर सड़क पर पानी ही पानी दिख रहा था और बहुत सारी गाड़िया किनारे पर खड़ी हुई थी, हमने भी गाड़ी रुकवाई और पैदल ही वहा पहुचे, आगे का नजारा भी डराने वाला था। सड़क का एक हिस्सा टूट चूका था जो की बस की वजह से टूटा था और पूरी सड़क पर पानी था, वाहन ले जाते हुए लोग इसलिए डर रहे थे कि उसके वजन से सड़क धस न जाए। हमारी भी हालत ख़राब क्योकि पीछे भी रास्ता बंद और यहाँ भी कभी भी हो सकता था। उसके बाद १-२ गाड़ी वालो ने आगे निकलने का मन बना ही लिया क्योकि वहा रुकने से कोई फायदा नहीं था, अगर एक बार सड़क टूट जाती तो फिर हम कही भी नहीं जा सकते थे, उन लोगो ने पहले गाड़ी से उतरकर पैदल ही रास्ता पार किया ताकि गाड़ी का वजन कम रहे उसके बाद ड्राईवर ने अकेले गाड़ी धीरे धीरे बाहर निकाल ली, उन्हें देखकर हमने भी ऐसा ही किया और फिर से यात्रा शुरू कर दी। उसके बाद हमें इतनी दिक्कत नहीं हुई और लगभग ५ बजे हम पुरकाजी पार कर चुके थे। फिर हम कुछ खाने के लिए एक ढाबे पर रुके, वहा पर भी काफी लोग थे जो पीछे से आये थे और कुछ को हरिद्वार ही जाना था लेकिन रास्ता बंद होने की वजह से वो वही फस गए थे। एक व्यक्ति से हम मिले जिसकी पत्नी और बच्चे हरिद्वार से आ रहे थे लेकिन रास्ते मे कही फसे हुए थे और वो भी आगे नहीं जा पा रहा था, वो काफी चिंतित था। उस वक़्त हमें लगा कि अगर हम मसूरी से सुबह न निकलते या कही और रूककर और थोडा समय ख़राब कर देते तो शायद हम भी पीछे ही कही फंसे होते।

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भाग3 – चोपता से वापस नॉएडा।

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हम लोग होटल से दूसरी और जाकर सड़क से नीचे नदी के पास चले गए। ठन्डे पानी से हाथ-मुह धोकर मज़ा सा आ गया था। मुझे याद नहीं आ रहा पर हम मे से किसी ने स्नान करने की इच्छा जताई थी। वो जो भी था पागल था। बदन पर तो दो-दो जोड़े स्वेटर और ऊपर से जैकेट डाला हुआ था और पानी देख कर स्नान करने का मन हो चला था। भगवान का शुक्र है की पागल ने पागल-पंती नहीं की। हम लोगों ने नदी के पास जाकर कुछ फ़ोटो लिए। यहाँ पर हमारा अच्छा टाइम पास हो रहा था। वरना होटल के अंदर नाश्ते का इंतज़ार मे खली-पीली टाइम ही बर्बाद होता।

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Pahalgam to Sheshnag – Part 5 of Amarnath Yatra

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Pissutop is situated at an elevation of 2500 feet from Chandanwadi and from here there is steep, dangerous about 3 km, zig zag climb on rocky and rough surface. This is the terrific start from here. From our group, Shushil, Swarn and me had already come to this track more than once but for rest of members, it was a new experience. From the bottom, top of Pissutop is not visible. The top which is visible from down is the half way point and most of the Yatris think it as the Pissutop. Pissutop becomes visible only after reaching at the midpoint.

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