09 Sep

Roopkund Trek

By Ajeet

The trek starts from Wan. Wan—10kms—Bedni Bugyal—10—-Baguabasa—-7—Roopkund. The motor route follows the Rishikesh Badrinath highway NH58 till Karanprayag, after which you take the road for Gwaldom. From Tharali, the road to be taken is towards Debal- Lohajung. From Debal, ditch your vehicle and take a local cab, since the road requires a vehicle with good clearance from ground. If you are insane like us and did manage to drive till Lohajung with a lot of pre-inspection of the road and post inspection of your vehicle after crossing the muddy truck track hurdles, do drop it now and take a cab for 500 rupees for 12 kms to Wan where clearance only matters if skills are to match. At one point during the last stretch, the cab really got stuck in mud at a turn which had a steep fall on the driver’s side, tyres deep in 2 feet high slush and the Jeep was swerving unpredictably for us, thankfully the driver knew how much mud wrestling was good for his jeep. To add spice to the events there was a herd of wild boars crossing the road 10 yards in front of us. At Wan we met this interesting guy called Herasingh Bugyali , who introduced himself as an all-rounder. His all rounder definition comprised of being a shop-owner but also being able to lift heavy backpacks and doing roopkund and back in a day. That’s pretty much true about everybody there. So we got two such all rounders or porters and started the trek the next morning at 9, one hour behind fellow Noida trekkers from an IC chip design company. We caught them resting and sharing a cigarette within half a km of the trek. They reached Bedni Bugyal at 10 pm that day, while we had caught lunch at Bedni at 2 pm (such benchmarking always impresses me). If you are carrying your own backpacks don’t imagine to do this one in 5 hours as the climb is attrocious-level-7. Attrocious-level-9 is the final Baguabasa to Roopkund stretch. You might think is this a travelogue or what, a deter-ogue, but trekking here is not easy. Oh and I haven’t told you why not to go to Roopkund between June to September( inclusive). Coz it rains and there’s nothing to see except fog and clouds and all that Trishul jazz, thoughts of views of Nandaghunti and Trishul will tease you. See what I mean.

The Southern Sojourn – Rameswaram

By Ram Dhall

It takes around an hour to take bath in all the 22 wells. The modus operandi is simple. There is a person standing by the side of the well ready to pour water on you with a small bucket. Some of the pilgrims make a small donation at each of the wells. We preferred to have holy water sprinkled over us and move to the next well.Despite the fact that thousands of pilgrims are visiting the temple every day and having a bath at these theerthams, it is believed that the tanks around the temple have a perennial source of water.

Having finished the ritual of purifying ourselves at the holy wells, we once again passed through the magnificent corridors, passed by the Nandi and reached the exit gate. I do not know if my sins were washed away, but one thing is certain that the experience of visiting the temple will remain etched in my memory all through my life.

It was around 6.30 in the evening. Still in a trance, I reached the hotel room, ordered a steaming hot cup of tea and thereafter met Rajah, the cabbie whom we had hired for taking us to Kaniyakumari, the southernmost tip of the country, where Swami Vivekanana meditated before proceeding for America and which is the confluence of two great seas – Bay of Bengal and the Arabian Sea and the great Indian Ocean, about which I would write in my forthcoming post.

Self-drive in Central Europe/ Alps – I (Intro)

By AUROJIT

In the course of our travel, we stayed in a variety of accommodations, including pensions, home-stays , tent (tipi, as it is called locally, located in the midst of Slovak wilderness where Sharmi heard scratching noise on the outside in the middle of night) and an apartment, which was vacated by the occupant for our stay. In many places, we had kitchens to ourselves.

Biking across Thailand – Bridge over the river kwai

By Shrinidhi Hande

After our brief encounter with wild cats concluded, we headed to River Kwai bridge. River Kwai bridge was constructed under Japanese command during world war 2, to enable Japanese troops to cross across Thailand to Burma and eventually India. Thousands of PoW (Prisoners of wars) were deployed for construction work, without adequate food, rest or medical care. This resulted in deaths in thousands and being alive for one more day was a luxury at that time. Our generation isn’t really exposed to such life and death hardships and all we complain about is traffic, high fuel prices and slow internet. But life back then was very different. A visit to the museum and war memorial will remind us of harsh realities of life in the times of war. River Kwai bridge stands as a testimony to the fact that thousands had to die to satisfy greed of few emperors. The movie by its name, which was pictured in Srilanka has made this bridge immortal.

Baha’i House of Worship – The Lotus Temple

By Ram Dhall

The figure of “9 “ seems to have some significant meaning as we could see the temple surrounded by nine pools and there were nine archways into the temple. Another interesting thing is that a simple nine-pointed star is generally used by the Baha’is as a symbol of their faith. At the Information center, we were told that “nine” is chosen because it is the highest single-digit number and in many countries symbolises comprehensiveness, oneness and unity.

The most astounding thing is that this beautiful edifice has no pillars or beams. The petals are made of white concrete and are covered by marble (the same quality of marble as used in the Parthenon, mined in Greece, cut and polished in Italy and 10,000 pieces were brought to the site and assembled as a jig saw puzzle).

The volunteers at the entrance tell the visitors to maintain absolute silence in the temple, though every one is free to meditate or pray as per one’s religious practices.

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

By Gaurav

With loud jaikaras of mighty Lord, journey was resumed. It was going good for 10 odd kilometres, our car was leading the show with Atit car following us. Soon the task of clearing boulders and rocks from road started as they were all on the road due to landslides. We all were going mad by getting out of the car in the rain after every 200 m to get various kinds of blockages cleared. We were actually afraid by not seeing any human existence in the entire stretch of road and having not seen any vehicle crossing us in the past 3 hours. It was not a journey of 22 kms, it was manifolds, and appearing to be never ending due to disastrous hurdles coming our way. To add to our fear and bring our jaws out of the mouth, we saw a mighty river flowing over a bridge that we were supposed to cross. There was no point of going back, and crossing that flooding river over the bridge was a task we have never ever imagined, so after much courage both the cars decided to keep accelerating without any thought of applying brakes. Both the cars managed to cross the river but that courage comes with a price, and the bumper of our car was washed off by the river flowing perpendicularly to the motion of car with mighty pace. Had we even thought of applying brakes, we could have been flowing in river along with cars. We celebrated our victory of crossing the hurdle by clicking a photograph and moved ahead.

Kareri Lake ~ a poetic trail

By Vipin

Gaddis are basically a nomadic tribe who mainly lead a pastoral life depending on their cattle for their livelihood and wander in the high altitude alpine meadows for green and protein rich grass for their cattle and the nectar like pure water. These gaddis seem to be the happiest souls in the world without any worry cheering and living life happily in the lap of mother nature enjoying her eternal and purest beauty to the fullest. You envy at their life for a moment and then wish if you were born a gaddi, maybe in your next life…:)

Road Journeys – Towards Somnath, In search of enlightenment

By AJAY SHARMA

Soon, we reached at my fourth Jyotirling, Somnath. Parking the car a few meters away in a very large space with unorganized parking facility though I hurriedly jogged to have the glance of the magnificent temple about which I have read so much in our history books during school and also in visual media. Soon a right turn left me in awe with eyes wide open to see the magnitude and glamour of the historical and mythological grand shrine at the shores of Arabian Sea, an architectural marvel standing erect in pride.

A large boundary around the shrine, with many visible vigil eyes, armed guards, innumerable CCTV cameras and steel barricading with metal detectors, scanners besides checking physically to every entrant beyond the permissible limit, reminds the history of destructions of the shrine in the past and its prone to vulnerability in the future.

Sanchi – of Serene and Secluded Stups

By Nirdesh Singh

After wandering around the hill, you are drawn back to the crown jewel that is the Stup 1. The four magnificent gateways with their exquisite carvings are the main attraction of Sanchi and its trademark. The stup was embellished with the eye-popping carved torans in the 1st century BC by the Satavahans. Satavahans were the right people with the right credentials for the job. They gave us the glorious Ajanta temples. You are just relieved that the torans have survived for over two thousand years in almost pristine condition. Of course credit goes to Cunningham and Marshall for the restoration efforts.

The four gateways are installed at four cardinal directions of the stup. They have a common design – two square pillars with capitals and surmounted by three parallel architraves. All sides of the columns and the rear and front of the architraves are profusely carved. You could mistake the carved panels for wood or ivory. A lot of carving is overlapping and would require highly skilled workers. Reportedly, the workers were ivory carvers of Vidisha.

एक यात्रा ऐसी भी… पीरान कलियर, पुरकाजी और रुढ़की का सफरनामा

By Avtar Singh

समय की सुईयां, अपनी रफ़तार से आगे सरक रही हैं, अत: रात मे एक बार दुबारा से लौटने का वादा कर, पुरकाजी से विदा लेकर हम रूढ़की की तरफ बढ़ चले | रूढ़की शहर पार करके हरिद्वार की तरफ लगभग 24 किमी दूर पीरान कलियर गाँव पड़ता है जो यदि हरिद्वार की तरफ से आया जाये तो वहाँ से 12 किमी के आसपास है | सब कुछ ठीक चलते चलते अचानक ही हमारी गाड़ी की अगली खिड़की के पावर विंडो ने काम करना बंद कर दिया | सारे यत्न करके देख लिये, शीशा बीच में ही अटका पढ़ा था, फौरन रूड़की शहर वापिस लौटकर एक कार मैकेनिक को ढूँढा, जिसने अगले दरवाजे की सारी पैकिंग वगैरह खोल कर, सिद्ध किया कि इसका प्लग खराब हो गया है, अब ये तो बड़ा और झंझट का काम था, मगर उसने किसी तरह शीशा ऊपर चढ़ा दिया और कनैक्शन हटा दिया, जिससे कोई गलती से शीशा नीचे ना कर दे, क्यूंकि शीशा एक बार नीचे उतर कर ऊपर नही जा पाता | बहरहाल, चलताऊ काम हो गया, मगर इस सब में एक महत्वपूर्ण घंटा निकल गया | लेकिन अब हम निश्चिंत होकर अपनी कार कहीं भी खडी कर सकते थे | इस अकस्मात हुये अवरोध की वजह से हमारे पीरान गाँव पहुंचते-पहुँचते, शाम की धुंधिलका छानी शुरू हो गयी थी, अब समर समय के साथ भी था, अत: रुकने की जगह सब कुछ जल्दी जल्दी करना था | तमाम तरह के झंझावातों से पार पाते हुये, आखिरकार गौधूली की बेला में हम इस गाँव में पहुंचे | बिल्कुल साधारण सा गाँव है, यूपी के तमाम दूसरे गाँवों की तरह ही, तरक्की से बिल्कुल अछूता, गाँव में अंदर की तरफ जाती कच्ची-पक्की सढ़क और दूर तक फैला मिटटी का मैदान | हाँ, गाँव के प्रवेश स्थान पर पत्थर का बना एक बड़ा सा गेट, इस गाँव की कुछ विलक्षणता की मुनादी सा करता प्रतीत होता है, मगर इतना समय नही निकाल पाये कि चंद पल रुक कर, इस गेट की फोटो उतार पाते, क्यूंकि जंग अब घड़ी की सुईओं के साथ भी थी, और इधर शाम अब अपना सुरमई रूप बदल, कालिमा की तरफ़ बड़ने को अग्रसर थी | अत: फोटो का मोह छोड़ सीधे इमाम साहब की खानकाह में सजदा करने पहुंचे | ऐसी रवायत है कि हजरत साबिर अली की दरगाह पर दस्तक देने से पहले इमाम साहब और शाह बाबा की दरगाह पर हाजिरी भरनी पडती है, और दोनों जगहें एक दूसरे से लगभग 2 किमी की दूरी पर हैं | पहले हमने यहीं इमाम साहब की दरगाह पर अपना सजदा किया और अपनी मन्नत का धागा बाँधा | बाहर सेहन में कितने ही धागे और अर्जियां लोग अपनी मनोकामनायों की पूर्ती हेतु बाँध गये थे |

Road Journeys – Ahmedabad to Jungarh

By AJAY SHARMA

Finally a huge granary, a few steps from the step-wells, covered with stage wise storage facilities enabled the curators to use the stocks in hardships as per its requirement by taking it out of the selected chamber designed by high class engineering technique without disturbing the entire storage. Preserved with natural herbs and their way of modern-ancient techniques of keeping the grains dry and free from pesticides is a matter of research. We are happy with pride to know that we were always ahead of time.

An interesting fact, which I feel prominent to mention, is that Zulfikar Ali Bhutta, the deceased veteran of Pakistan, hanged in a political trial was an administrator of the Nawab of Junagadh and played a role during annexation, post independence. Also the very famous, beautiful actor in Bollywood, Parvin Babi was a kin to Junagadh Nawab of Babi dynasty, sadly died in pitiable condition. A few fresh blooms and a solitary eagle on a dead dried tree impressed me with the balance of nature.

Road journeys – Nashik to Ahmedabad

By AJAY SHARMA

In 30 minutes we reached the famous abode of the Mahatma, the father of the nation and a legend preaching lessons on peace even today. We were enthralled with the mere feeling that we are actually at the site where, Mahatma Gandhi once lived, preached, enlightened our political revolutionists with his successful spiritual ideas of peaceful revolution and earned independence through his ardent anshans, un-armed and without blood shed. The river Sabarmati alongside flowing timidly adds tranquility in the already pacific atmosphere of the heavenly adobe. A few foreign visitors accompanied with philosophers on Gandhian studies were keen in learning with humility. We visited the whole area pursuing every facts preserved in pictures, models and writings with great respect and honour. A stall with Gandhiji’s books and relevant works by other legends was very worth visiting. A classic piece on crystal with Gandhiji’s portrait in it was what we couldn’t resist purchasing besides few artifacts and books. The hutment of Mahatma, a much revered place and the replicas of the items used by the immortal was also of interest. A charkha in working condition at its verandah is still there, in remembrance to the veteran, honouring his omnipresence in every Indian heart and beyond. A man weaving on the charkha drew every ones attention and was framed in all cameras including mine. The room, where Gandhiji resided was found locked for no better reasons but one can see through the netted wires on its windows, the resting place of the Mahatma, Later we also visited Vinobaji’s hut which is a thatched roofed mud hutment with two rooms one for him and another for Mira Ben the Anglo follower of Gandhiji.

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