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Road to Chandratal

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We reach Kunzum jot, slightly off the main road and where vehicles take a customary loop to offer prayers. It is an overcast morning…. has continued to be so since Losar. More clouds come rolling in and almost obscure the Stupas at Kunzum Jot. Behind the Stupas and to their right, the track is clearly visible going to Chandratal. As our three vehicles halt there, we see no sign of the advance party. After mulling our options, we decide that one vehicle will go down the Kunzumla towards Batal and check out the motorable road to Chandratal since that is the only other place the other Scorpio could be. Sure enough, in a while we get a message from a tourist vehicle coming from Batal that our two Scorpios are at the motorable road and for us to join them there.

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Chandrataal – the Moon Lake

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As we moved ahead, we crossed more and more nallahs. To our surprise they were even more dangerous now. The water flow was huge, it was so violent, we thought as if we were going to flow away with the water down to the Spiti river.

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Spiti…. journey through тАШThe middle landтАЩ

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Bypassing such quaint villages as Yangthang, Chango and Leo, we press on for Nako. I have great hope that the cloud cover will disperse enough for Reo Purgyal, the highest peak in Himachal to be visible. Unfortunately, the peaks are all shrouded in thick clouds. We have a very long way ahead and no time to tarry. We do not even swing by Nako Lake consoling ourselves that we would see the Chandratal anyway today and hurry ahead. Far, far below us is the meandering Spiti and the beautiful Leo village is visible low down across the valley.
The route takes us through barren, crumbling mountainsides and the presence of a BRO detachment alerts us to the proximity of the Malling Nallah stretch which is infamous for being a perpetual landslide zone. It does not disappoint. We cross the Malling Nallah and come to a halt behind two other vehicles. A JCB is busy clearing an enormous few ton boulder in the landslide while a steady rain of shooting stones continues. It is scary, to say the least. I guess the BRO knows how dangerous it is and has concluded that this is minor enough for the work to continue. Hats off to these sentinels of the roads in these remote areas!

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рд╣рд┐рдорд╛рдЪрд▓ рдбрд╛рдпрд░реА : рд░реЗрдгреБрдХрд╛ рдЬреА рдЭреАрд▓ рдФрд░ рдкрд╛рдБрд╡рдЯрд╛ рд╕рд╛рд╣реЗрдм рдХреА рддрд░рдл… рднрд╛рдЧ 4

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рдЭреАрд▓ рд╢рдмреНрдж рддреЛ рд╕реНрд╡рдпрдо рдореЗрдВ рд╣реА рд╕реНрддреНрд░реА рд▓рд┐рдВрдЧ рд╣реИ, рдЗрд╕рд▓рд┐рдпреЗрдВ рд░реЗрдгреБрдХрд╛ рдирд╛рдо рддреЛ рдЕрдкреЗрдХреНрд╖рд┐рдд рд╣реИ, рдкрд░рдиреНрддреБ рдкреВрд░реЗ рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддреЗ рднрд░ рд╣рдореЗ рдЬреЛ рднреА рд╕рд╛рдЗрди рдмреЛрд░реНрдб рджрд┐рдЦреЗ, рд╕рднреА рдкрд░ рдЭреАрд▓ рдХрд╛ рдирд╛рдо рд░реЗрдгреБрдХрд╛рдЬреА рд▓рд┐рдЦрд╛ рд╣реБрдЖ рд╣реИ, рд╣рдореЗ рдЖрд╢реНрдЪрд░реНрдп рддреЛ рд╣реИ, рдкрд░рдиреНрддреБ рдЗрд╕рд╕реЗ рдПрдХ рдЕрдВрджрд╛рдЬрд╛ рднреА рд▓рдЧ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рд╕рдореНрднрд╡рддрдГ рдЗрд╕рдХрд╛ рдХреЛрдИ рдзрд╛рд░реНрдорд┐рдХ рдХрд╛рд░рдг рдЕрд╡рд╢реНрдп рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛, рдкрд░рдиреНрддреБ рдЗрд╕рдХреЗ рдорд┐рдердХреАрдп рдЗрддрд┐рд╣рд╛рд╕ рд╕реЗ рдЕрднреА рддреЛ рд╣рдо рд╕рд░реНрд╡рдерд╛ рдЕрдирднрд┐рдЬреНрдЮ рд╣реИрдВ, рд╣рдордиреЗ рддреЛ рдХреЗрд╡рд▓ рдЗрддрдирд╛ рднрд░ рд╕реБрдирд╛ рдерд╛ рдХрд┐ рдЗрд╕рдХреА рдЖрдХреГрддрд┐ рдПрдХ рд▓реЗрдЯреА рд╣реБрдИ рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛ рд╕рд░реАрдЦреА рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рдЗрд╕рдХреЗ рдХрд╛рдлреА рдмрдврд╝реЗ рд╣рд┐рд╕реНрд╕реЗ рдкрд░ рдХрдорд▓ рдХреЗ рдлреВрд▓ рдЦрд┐рд▓рддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ |

рдЗрдзрд░ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реА рдпрд╛рддреНрд░рд╛ рдЬрд╛рд░реА рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рдЕрдм рдЬрд┐рд╕ рдЬрдЧрд╣ рдкрд░ рдкрд╣реБрдВрдЪреЗ рд╣реИрдВ, рд╡рд╣ рдкрд░рд╢реБрд░рд╛рдо рдФрд░ рд░реЗрдгреБрдХрд╛рдЬреА рдХрд╛ рдордиреНрджрд┐рд░ рд╣реИ | рдПрдХ рд╣реА рдкреНрд░рд╛рдВрдЧрдг рдореЗрдВ рд░реЗрдгреБрдХрд╛рдЬреА рдХреЗ рдордиреНрджрд┐рд░ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд╣реА рдкрд░рд╢реБрд░рд╛рдордЬреА рдХрд╛ рдордиреНрджрд┐рд░…, рдорд╕реНрддрд┐рдХ рд╕реЗ рд╕реНрдореГрддрд┐ рдХрд╛ рдзреБрдВрдзрд▓рдХрд╛ рдорд┐рдЯрдиреЗ рд▓рдЧрд╛, рдпрд╛рдж рдЖрдпрд╛ рдХрд┐ рд░реЗрдгреБрдХрд╛ рдЬреА рддреЛ рдкрд░рд╢реБрд░рд╛рдо рдХреА рдорд╛рддрд╛ рдЬреА рдереА, рдХреБрдЫ рд╣рдордиреЗ рдпрд╛рдж рдХрд┐рдпрд╛, рдХреБрдЫ рдЗрд╕ рдордиреНрджрд┐рд░ рд╕реЗ рдкрддрд╛ рдЪрд▓рд╛, рддреЛ рдХреБрд▓ рдорд┐рд▓рд╛рдХрд░ рдЬреЛ рдЬрд╛рдирдХрд╛рд░реА рдЗрдХрдЯреНрдареА рд╣реБрдИ, рдЙрд╕рдХрд╛ рд╕рд╛рд░ рдХреБрдЫ рдЗрд╕ рдкреНрд░рдХрд╛рд░ рд╣реИ-

рд╣рд┐рдорд╛рдЪрд▓ рдХреЗ рдЗрд╕реА рдкрд░реНрд╡рддреАрдп рдХреНрд╖реЗрддреНрд░ рдХреЗ рдЬрдВрдЧрд▓реЛ рдХреА рдХрдВрджрд░рд╛рдУрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЛрд╖рд┐ рдЬрдорджрдЧреНрдирд┐ рдЕрдкрдиреА рдкрддреНрдиреА рд░реЗрдгреБрдХрд╛ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдПрдХ рдЖрд╢реНрд░рдо рдореЗрдВ рд░рд╣рддреЗ рдереЗ | рдЕрд╕реБрд░ рд╕рд╣рд╕рддреНрд░рдЬреБрди рдХреА рдиреАрдпрдд рдбреЛрд▓реА рдФрд░ рдЛрд╖рд┐ рдкрддреНрдиреА рд░реЗрдгреБрдХрд╛ рдХреЛ рдкрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреА рдЕрднрд┐рд▓рд╛рд╖рд╛ рдореЗрдВ рдЙрд╕рдиреЗ рдЛрд╖рд┐ рдЬрдорджрдЧреНрдирд┐ рдХрд╛ рд╡рдз рдХрд░ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ | рд░реЗрдгреБрдХрд╛ рдиреЗ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рд╕рдд рдХреА рд░рдХреНрд╖рд╛ рдФрд░ рджреБрд╖реНрдЯ рдЕрд╕реБрд░ рд╕реЗ рдмрдЪрдиреЗ рд╣реЗрддреБ рд╕реНрд╡рдпрдореН рдХреЛ рдЬрд▓ рдореЗрдВ рд╕рдорд╛рдзрд┐рд╖реНрда рдХрд░ рд▓рд┐рдпрд╛, рдмрд╛рдж рдореЗрдВ рдкрд░рд╢реБрд░рд╛рдо рдФрд░ рджреЗрд╡рддрд╛рдпреЛрдВ рдиреЗ рдЕрд╕реБрд░ рдХрд╛ рд╡рдз рдХрд┐рдпрд╛, рдФрд░ рдЛрд╖рд┐ рд╡ рд░реЗрдгреБрдХрд╛ рдХреЛ рдирд╡ рдЬреАрд╡рди рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рдФрд░ рдлрд┐рд░ рдареАрдХ рдЙрд╕ рдЬрдЧрд╣ рд╕реЗ рдПрдХ рдЬрд▓ рдзрд╛рд░рд╛ рдлреВрдЯреА рдЬрд┐рд╕рд╕реЗ рдЗрд╕ рдЭреАрд▓ рдХрд╛ рдирд┐рд░реНрдорд╛рдг рд╣реБрдЖ | рдорд┐рдердХ рдХреБрдЫ рднреА рд╣реЛ, рдкрд░рдиреНрддреБ рдЖрд╕ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдХреЗ рдХреНрд╖реЗрддреНрд░ рдХреЗ рдирд┐рд╡рд╛рд╕рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЗрд╕ рдЬрдЧрд╣ рдХрд╛ рдзрд╛рд░реНрдорд┐рдХ рдорд╣рддреНрд╡ рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рд╡рд╣ рдЗрд╕ рджрдВрдд рдХрдерд╛ рдХреЛ рдорд╛рдирддреЗ рднреА рд╣реИрдВ рдЗрд╕рдХрд╛ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдмрдврд╝рд╛ рдЬреНрд╡рд▓рдВрдд рдкреНрд░рдорд╛рдг рддреЛ рдпрд╣ рд╣реА рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рд╕реНрдерд╛рдиреАрдп рдирд┐рд╡рд╛рд╕реА рдЬрдм рдЗрд╕ рдЭреАрд▓ рдореЗрдВ рдиреМрдХрд╛ рд╡рд┐рд╣рд╛рд░ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдпреЗ рдЬрд╛рддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ рддреЛ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдЬреВрддреЗ-рдЪрдкреНрдкрд▓ рдХрд┐рдирд╛рд░реЗ рдкрд░ рд╣реА рдЙрддрд╛рд░ рджреЗрддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ |

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Memories of Mewar (III): Udaipur, City of Lakes and Palaces.

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After visiting the Kumbhalgarh Fort, Ranakpur, the Krishna Temples at Kankroli and Nathdwara, and the Sajjan Garh Palace, we were now on the last leg of our trip to Mewar, Rajasthan, and had two full days to take in the beauty of Udaipur, the City of Lakes and Palaces. This beautiful city is also sometimes referred to as the ‘Venice of the East’, ‘Most Romantic City of India’ and ‘The Kashmir of Rajasthan’.

Udaipur was the capital of the kingdom of Mewar, ruled by the Sisodia clan of Rajputs. The founder of Udaipur was Maharana Udai Singh II, father of Maharana Pratap. Udaipur was founded in 1559, when a hermit blessed the king and asked him to build has palace at a spot on the east ridge of the Pichola Lake. In 1568, the Mughal emperor Akbar captured Chittaurgarh, and Udai Singh moved the capital to the site of his new residence, which became the city of Udaipur. As the Mughal empire weakened over the years, the Sisodia Maharanas recaptured most of Mewar district. Udaipur remained the capital of the state, which became a princely state of British India in 1818.

After India’s independence in 1947, the Maharaja of Udaipur acceded to the Government of India, and Mewar was integrated into India’s Rajasthan state.

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Destination Pooh…(Kinnaur, Himachal Pradesh)

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The route winds along the Sutlej going upstream along its left bank. Crossing the Sutlej over the Shongtong brige, we reach Powari. Here, the road bifurcates left to Recong Peo, the administrative headquarters of Kinnaur district, some way up the mountainside and the highway (NH 22) continues along the river. Further up from Recong Peo is Kalpa (earlier called the Chini village) and the highest village further up is Roghi from where one can get stunning views of the venerated Kinner Kailash peak. IтАЩve heard that the route to Roghi with narrow, cliff hugging roads is one of the most amazing sights and rewarding places to visit. In fact Chini village, now Kalpa, has some more significance in independent India. The people of this village were the first to cast their votes in independent India on 25 October 1951 (since they get snowed in in winter) while the rest of India voted in Dec-Jan. Further back in history, the old Hindustan Tibet highway used to pass through this place on its way through Shipkila into Tibet.

It is said that Kinner Kailash is the abode of Lord Shiva and is thus considered sacred by the Hindus. Legend goes that Bhasmasur, after getting a boon from Lord Shiva that anybody on whose head he places his palm would be turned to ashes, tries it on the Lord himself. The Lord hides from him and prays to Lord Vishnu at this place after which Lord Vishnu comes to his aid and slays the demon. The Shivling is visible atop this Kinner Kailash peak.

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Memories of Mewar (II): Kankroli, Nathdwara, and Sajjan Garh (Udaipur).

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The temple of Shrinathji at Nathdwara is among the most sacred places of worship for the followers of Lord Krishna. The idol is made of black stone and is said to have been brought here from Mathura in 1669 to protect it from the marauding Moguls under Aurangzeb’s rule.

The temple opens its doors to the public for worship seven times a day for just about half an hour each, and there is a huge crowd always waiting to rush in. Inevitably there is some pushing and jostling and you barely get a minute for darshan before you are pushed out to the exit, just like in a Mumbai local train. This makes the whole experience quite unpleasant, and the temple authorities should take the initiative to organise it in a better way. Some touts promise to get you in through the VIP channels, but they only serve as paid guides, and can do nothing when the push becomes a shove.

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An awesome trip to Ahmadabad

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A very peaceful On a quiet stretch of the Sabarmati river is the Gandhi Ashram set up in 1917. During the lifetime of Mahatma Gandhi it was known as Satyagraha Ashram and was the center of IndiaтАЩs freedom movement. It was from here, in 1930, that the Mahatma began his famous тАЬDandi MarchтАЭ to the sea to protest against the Salt Tax imposed by the British. тАШHridaya KunjтАЩ, the simple cottage where he lived, is preserved as a National Monument.

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Memories of Mewar (I): Kumbhalgarh and Ranakpur.

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The fort is built on a hill at a height of 1100 metres and requires a considerable effort to climb to the top. But once you are in the palace at the top of the fort, also known as тАШBadal MahalтАЩ, you are rewarded with awesome views of the forested Aravalli hills, with the Mewar region on the eastern side and Marwar region on the west. The forests surrounding the fort comprise the Kumbhalgarh Wildlife Sanctuary which is home to leopard, sloth bear, monkeys, wolf, jackal, sambar, peacock, jungle fowl and a host of other birds and animal species.
[caption id="attachment_94003" align="aligncenter" width="640"]Badal Mahal. Badal Mahal.[/caption]

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Hotel Review: Hotel Sunshine, Sonamarg, Kashmir

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We were coming from Baltal on our way back from Amarnath Yatra. We crossed the Sonmarg town. It is a small town with string of shops on the Srinagar- Leh highway (NH-1D) spreads over a kilometre or so. We noticed some road side hotels there, but all looked very ordinary. We moved towards the direction of Srinagar and after travelling less than a kilometre we stopped at Hotel Sunshine which locates on the national highway and adjacent to Hotel Snow Land (a luxurious hotel).

The first look of the Hotel from outside was impressive! Location, marvellous! Sometimes we find it hard to get a hotel in a good location that fits into our pocket. Hotel Sunshine offered us the both.
Located in Sonamarg on the bank of river Indus (Sindh), Hotel Sunshine is surrounded by the lush green mountains with snow cape peaks. It offers respite to the visitors from the hustle and bustle of Sonamarg town. The hotel complex shares the same view at an affordable price with its costly neighbour тАШHotel Snow LandтАЩ.

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A visit to Kalakund near Indore, the birth-place of legendary Indian sweet

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Then came the most awaited phase of the trip. The Patalpani тАУ Kalakund ghat section. One could feel the extreme beauty of it complimented by the railways. The tunnels, viaducts and being surrounded by lush green mountain ranges mesmerised the passengers. I would recommend this place to creative minds. Such views have the potential to fill their minds up with optimistic thoughts and also to photographers. This rail route was laid about 150 years ago by the British rulers. Soon admiring these charming scenes we enter the Kalakund railway station.The locomotive honks make the тАШKalakandтАЩ vendors become active. Kalakand is a famous sweet dish with Kalakund as its origin, it is a fine treat for all the sweet tooths. On the right side, behind the railway station building river choral flows and on the left side, on a hill we have a building for scout guide, locally known as тАШMahalтАЩ. After spending a few hours there, exploring Kalakund we returned home. But that tranquillity had took over my heart. I have fallen in love with that place. Human needs peace from the hectic life and the minds too need peace and such places serve the purpose.

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