The burning Binsar

I first heard about Binsar, after my dreadful grilling by Club Mahindra marketing team, when I went to their sales office, to collect a free voucher that seemingly I had won in a lottery. It required all my Taurean stubbornness to subvert their intentions of selling me Club Mahindra membership. Even today, almost four years after the incident, it is hard to forget those resigned but annoyed faces who handed us the voucher. It made me resolute to use those vouchers that we had earned after spoiling the whole evening. We planned to use them for a trip to Binsar. But even, when I was hell bent on using them, I could not and they lapsed.

For the planned vacation to Kumaon, the research to know more about Binsar and the available accommodation there, made me realize that the ‘Paisa Vasool’ place to stay in Binsar is KMVN. I checked the availability of rooms at KMVN, but it was completely booked by that time. Our taxi operator, Mr Jaggu, consoled me that it was not a big deal as Binsar is close to Deenapani and we could visit Binsar from there.

Just a few days before our trip, I had read an article published in the Indian Express newspaper that talked about beautiful Binsar, but the author’s primary focus was frequent fires in the Binsar forest. He talked about the imbalances in economic growth of urban and rural sectors and concluded that those forest fires were intentionally caused by disgruntled villagers to protest against the fact that the money meant for their development never reaches them and is siphoned off in between. I was not convinced, nevertheless it made me curious.

Our plan was to travel to Binsar on the day of arrival at Deenapani. Every one of us was keen for the visit, so after a quick nap we all were ready for the drive.

Binsar is twenty three Km from Deenapani, still it took us around forty five minutes to reach at the forest entry point. It was already four o’clock and the forest guards insisted that our vehicle should be out by 5:30. Entry inside forest area of Binsar was costly, so we were in a doubt, should we enter or leave it for some other day? Eventually, we decided to enter.

Binsar situated in the heart of Kumaon was the summer capital of Chand dynasty from seventh /eighth century onwards. It comprises of fifty square km of protected area on a mountain rising about 2310 meters above sea level.

The name Binsar is actually a British distortion of Bineshwar, one of the many names given to Lord Shiva. The bulbous stone temple of Bineshhwar Mahadev inside the forest area is venerated by the locals and is believed to have the powers to bring rains. This forest is considered sacred since the time of mythological Saptrishis (seven sages on whom constellation Great Bear is named). Legend is that the Saptrishis meditated there and even today that part of the forest is known as ‘Satkhol’.

Vijay Lakshmi Pandit, sister of Pt Jawahar Lal Nehru not only owned renowned Khali estate in Binsar, but was also a regular visitor there. At that time there was no road from the rail head at Kathgodam, so she would ride up to Binsar, along with her family, over a span of few days camping enroute.

We drove to the top on the road that coils and recoils along the mountain and passes through a dense, beautiful forest of oaks, pines and rhododendron. The possibility of spotting a wild animal was keeping us alert, though in the end we could not spot any. At the top, we drove till zero point. It was a cloudy day; else we were told we could have got excellent views of the Himalayas.



Many of the old and traditional water harvesting methods are abandoned these days. So it was pleasing to notice a water harvesting system in the forest rest house at the zero point. Later on we realized that in Kumaon it was quite common to see systems to conserve rain water. Commendable!

Rain water harvesting at KMVN, Binsar

Rain water harvesting at KMVN, Binsar

The time was limited and it was not permitting us to trek. But, for Jaishree, mountain means trekking. She strongly feels that the trekking is the only way to communicate with nature, to imprint everlasting memories in the mind and breathe its beauty in the lungs. So she was complaining, “This visit is almost of non-significance. What is the fun in visiting a beautiful mountain forest when we just cross it in the vehicles, without traversing through its dense vegetation on foot”?

At that time, our driver, Dewanji, commented, “Why don’t you trek down from here”? And then pointing down his finger he indicated that we could meet at a natural reservoir of water that we noticed while driving up. I don’t think that anyone of us could make out that reservoir from there, in the direction of his finger. It’s a gift that only people on hills have. The suggestion pepped all of us; especially kids were jumping at the prospect. Rachit anyway has inherited the trekking genes from his mother. Finally assertive nod from Vinodji, my brother-in-law, made all of us conclusively and happily dump the vehicles and the gang started trekking down.

Trekking in Binsar

Trekking in Binsar

Walking through the dense-green Binsar forest on a well-laid out path was fun. The knowledge about the presence of the Panthers in the forest brought a fear factor and made us cautious to trek together. We occasionally noticed red rhododendron flowers, but the season was almost over and so we could not spot this flower in its extravaganza when the whole forest has this crimson flower blooming like flames.


Enjoying rains

Soon it started to drizzle. It’s not for nothing that the Bineshwar Mahadev is adored for His special powers to bring rains. It was a beautiful idyllic walk in that drizzle through the forest, with the trees getting their leaves wiped and cleaned off the dust. The leaves then looked freshly colored in green. The wind that was blowing now brought with it the moist scent of the earth. We were enjoying the drizzle but at the same time we increased our speed. We wanted to reach the decided spot before it starts raining heavily.

Dense and Green Binsar

Dense and Green Binsar

Finally, we got down at the same spot that our driver was able to see from the zero point. I wondered was it that all treks from the top lead to Rome :-)

A fresh water reservoir in Binsar

A fresh water reservoir in Binsar

We were surprised to notice that our vehicles did not arrive by that time. This is the added excitement of trekking in hills, most of the time, even while walking leisurely on these jungle paths one can beat vehicles by big margins. Luckily, the vehicles arrived after a while and we hurriedly took our seats looking at the moderate rain fall from the windows. As we drove ahead the rain was over, perhaps it rained only in that part of the forest to present a picture perfect green image of the jungle.

On the way back, we crossed a simple old temple of Golu Devta. The local deity ‘Dana Golu’ is said to reside in the forest. He is believed to appear as a white horseman who guides lost people and offers protection to its denizens. I have learnt that an average Kumaoni has little time for daily religious rituals owning to the rough, rugged hilly terrain and the general shortage of water. However, they are emotionally attached to Kuldevi or Kuldevta, usually the main idol in the village temple. Even in my office, when I talked to my Kumaoni colleagues it appeared that a visit to these village temples has a significant religious importance to them.

An old temple of Golu-Dev, Binsar

An old temple of Golu-Dev, Binsar

The village deities of Kumaon behave like human beings. They win or lose battles, have joint family system and are offended by trifles. The powerful rulers of the Middle Ages, even the folk heroes who come to the relief of the common people when called upon are passed into myths as Devtas and are been incorporated into local divinity. It is similar in my hometown, Udaipur in Rajsathan, as well.

A temple of Sagasji Baoji in Udaipur

A temple of Sagasji Baoji in Udaipur

The Kumaoni local Gods are further classified as meat eating and non-meat eating Gods that signifies that some accept blood sacrifices and some don’t. To illustrate their prevalence it could be suggested that in about a thousand villages there are around ten thousand temples of these Devi-Devta (God and Goddesses). It has seeded a sub-culture subsisting on a parallel tradition of fairs, melas, customs and practices that are peculiar to Kumaon. Among these God and Goddesses Golu Devta, God of Justice, is pan-Kumaon folk hero.

Kumaonis have so much faith on Golu Devta’s justice that when every other system of justice fails them, they seek His divine intervention. The victims, who can’t visit the temple physically, write letters to bring matters to His notice. On the delivery of fair justice and fulfillment of the desire the obliged people hang bells to show their gratitude.

I wonder about the choice of bells as a symbol of thankfulness. Probably, one day when He will realize the general prevalence of injustice over justice, all the bells will ring together and there would be terribly loud noise that would be enough to scare those causing injustice. It will then act as a warning to them to mend their ways and the old saying will echo …

यदा यदा ही धर्मस्य, ग्लानिर भवति भारता
अभ्युत्तनाम अधर्मस्य, तदतमानाम सर्जमी अहम


Why Golu Devta is considered as the God of justice?

Legend goes that his father was a local king who married his stunningly beautiful and intelligent mother. In due time, she got pregnant and gave birth to him. The other queens, who were jealous of king’s special regard and love for her, conspired and placed a stone in the newborn’s place. They put the child in a basket and let it flow into the river. When the king came to know that her beloved queen has given birth to a stone he severed all communications to her. The child and the basket reached a fisherman. He adopted the child and raised him like his own son.

One day the King was around the fisherman’s place. When little Golu came to know about it, he took a wooden horse to the river and started to force it to drink water. When the king saw it, he laughed at the kid’s innocence and told him that wooden horses cannot drink water. Pat came a terse reply, “if a woman can give birth to a stone then wooden horses should also drink water”.

The small kid made king acutely aware of his own injustice. He immediately returned back and started an inquiry. The investigations revealed the truth. The King punished the guilty queens and crowned the boy, who went on to be known as Gwalla devata. As a King also Golu Dev was equally effective in distinguishing between an innocent and a real culprit. Soon he got the trust of the common man and got elevated to the status of God.

The cones hung to the pine tree to collect resin was an interesting feature. The bark of the pine trees was scratched in ‘V’ shape and all the resin from the tree got collected in those cones. It was a dark green color liquid with high viscosity. It should not be touched by hand as it is difficult to get removed even after vigorous cleaning.

Collecting resin from a pine tree, Binsar

Collecting resin from a pine tree, Binsar

The collected resin is then used to extract turpentine oil. Turpentine is used as a solvent for thinning oil-based paints and for producing varnishes.

A close up of the resin from pine tree in Binsar – Golden Gift to mankind

A close up of the resin from pine tree in Binsar – Golden Gift to mankind

After collecting a few pine flowers we drove ahead.

A souvenir from Binsar - Pine-Cone

A souvenir from Binsar – Pine-Cone

There is nothing as pleasant as driving through a forest just after rains. But then there were occasional eye-sores, big trees gutted by the forest fires and the smoke rising from the various part of the forest.

Our driver explained that it is common to put fire in the forest after autumn. Otherwise, the leaves that fall on the ground, does not allow grass to grow and creates serious problem of pasture for livestock. The fire is started from the top of mountain and is allowed to recede from top to the bottom. In this manner it burns only the leaves on the ground. This fire never reaches the stem of a tree to cause high flames.

There is sufficient in the world for man’s need but not for man’s greed. – M.K. Gandhi.
And, then there is no end to Human Greed.

Some of these serious forest fires are caused by the careless throwing of beedis or cigarettes, but most of them are done on purpose. Binsar, unfortunately, fall prey to such vested interests, many a times. In the beginning of 20th century it began falling prey to the axe. First the coal kilns decimated many of the ancient oaks, and then the trees were gutted down for the timber. The gift of turpentine oil to mankind also caused tragedy for the pine trees. The resin generated on these trees is highly inflammable and so it is easy to put these trees on fire.

Will we ever be able to replenish this treasure?

Will we ever be able to replenish this treasure?

Earlier even the Government had its hand in the destruction of this jungle. When Uttaranchal was still a part of UP, then UP Government came along with a grand plan to convert the main high ridge of Binsar into a tourist complex – complete with the hotels, shopping and entertain malls.

The wild animals of Binsar were killed by poachers and in some cases the killing was also aided by villagers, who find the wild animals a threat to their cattle. It is mainly due to shrinking habitats and a conflict between wild animals and human beings. In the absence of a genuine policy, the compensation the villagers receive for their cattle falling prey to the wild animals is petty.

Our fellow driver also shared his own tale of greed. Once, while he was driving through the hills he encountered a tiger. He got anxious and frightened and could not drive further. He waited for it to cross the road. But his fellow driver was appalled at his fear and suggested him to hit the tiger. He reminded him that a dead tiger is a treasure box. Still when he could not drive over the tiger as instructed, and the big cat was out of the sight, he condemned the driver for the lost opportunity.

Recently in Bandhavgarh, there were at least two cases when these beautiful cats were run over by vehicles, once by the tourists and the other time, allegedly by the forest department itself. When sometimes even murders are conveniently committed in the disguise of road accidents, it is difficult to save these animals, especially when the common man becomes blind with the greed.

I compare the situation with the Gir forest where Maldharis are sharing the space with Lions and even with all the losses of their cattle; they are in-fact biggest savior of Lions. Hat’s off to the Maldharis, for their grit and determination to save our heritage.

After reaching Deenapani, around dusk, we all went over a watch tower in the village. From there, most eye catching painful-sight was of the fire in the forest.

The Forest Fire, Binsar

The Forest Fire, Binsar

There were also news reports in local newspaper of protests by villagers over the inability of forest department to control those fires.

Burning Binsar

Burning Binsar

I would like to share another incident. It was while we were driving towards Jageshwar. In the dark, at a bend, I noticed a human figure smoking and waiting for something. It was noticeable as otherwise there was nobody around. After a while, I saw a tree that was recently put on fire. I felt, I witnessed a murder.

Even with all these negative incidents, I feel there is a hope. The UP Government’s Grand plan of destruction were halted by one person, Mukti Datta, who took the cause of protecting Binsar and almost single handedly managed to persuade the Govt to notify Binsar a sanctuary.

I wish that what is generally believed about Binsar turns out true, “Should anyone take away anything belonging to the God or his worshipers and avenging spirit and conscience compels him to restore twenty folds”.


  • Mahesh Semwal says:


    Manish once again , a masterpiece from you.

    I have been to many places on that belt but never had been to Binser. Thanks for sharing with us.

    When ever I go through your post I feel that I have not done any mistake by giving you the name of professor. In my last to last post , as per Nandan’s comment I am learning a lot from you. Its a honour for me , if he compare my post with yours .

    Once again thanks a lot for sharing with us.

    • Manish Khamesra says:


      Thanks for going through the post and leaving such a beautiful comment, after all, who don’t like a pat on the back. We all are learning and growing together Mahesh. We all have influences on each other. And above all, we are enjoying the beautiful world of ghumakkars, and their experiences :-)

      You have become a pillar of ghumakkar Mahesh. Your kind comments are encouraging many to write more and better. In my opinion, its many step forward than writing only our own stories well. You remind me of Patrick Jones, I used to wait for his comments to understand that the post is really ok or not. I am sure that even though he is not finding time to write comment but occassionally he is still finding time to read post and be with us.

      I will always be thankful to you for the sweet nickname. It always make me feel so good.

      I really enjoyed going through several recent posts of yours, they are perfectly written, narrated and will make the readers realize what they are missing (after all this is litmus test of the articles). You will agree with me that the picture in Sanghmitra’s post is making many of us to have vacations in Cherrapunjee enjoying the beautiful landscape around, sitting in the veranadah on that chair for a long time.

      Thanks Mahesh. Thanks for your kind comments.

  • Great Writeup, drawing attention to some serious topics in a very matter-of-fact style.

    Pictures are lovely too. The one with forest fires, is very disturbing and the same time very dramatic and beautiful.

    • Manish Khamesra says:

      Thanks Manisha. Its a pleasure to get an appreciation from you. After reading your last post “Grass is Greener”, I could not stop myself from looking at your profile and I was crest fallen to know that you are software engineer. I used to give it as an excuse whenever I read beautiful stories, thinking that ok fine, but technocrats are not programmed to describe nature’s beauty so eloquently.

      You have taken away that excuse :-)

  • Roopesh says:

    HI Manish,

    Nice writeup about Binsar. I am surprised to know that fires are deliberate. Hope good sense prevail to all concerned and there is some solution.

    • Manish Khamesra says:

      Thanks Roopesh for your kind comment. Yes, it was heart breaking for me too. The purpose of writing about it at ghumakkar is to draw more attention towards the issue. I believe that by raising such issues, we can make difference. After all we are free to share our experiences, be it bad or good.

      At the time of our visit, it was long wait of rains in Kumaon.The dry forest catches fire much easily. The news of good rainfall in Kumaon (Uttranchal), makes me believe that situtation might have improved.

      But, yes during our visit there were uncontrollable frequent fires and they were deloibrate.

  • GAM says:

    What an extremely well written and interesting post with lovely photos. Apart from the description of Binsar which is new for me, I appreciate the fluid way you meander off the main topic to introduce fascinating little snippets.

    The worship of village deities appear to follow similar if distinct lines all over India, though perhaps the ones you describe are not as colourful as those in Tamil Nadu.

    Interesting photos and information about pine resin and turpentine.

    I enjoyed reading this.

    • Dear GAM,

      Thanks for your kind comment.

      About village deities, I agree with you. Its a pattern followed all over India. Though, I am not aware about the one in Tamil Nadu. While traveling somehow these facts also interest me a lot and I love to share them :-)

      Thanks again GAM.

  • aurojit says:

    Hi Manish,

    A real gripping post on Binsar, backed by magnificent snaps (esp – pine tree/golden gift).

    Stories related to Golu Devta are real riveting. In fact I flaunt a bell provisioned from the temple, in my car.

    The write-up is so interesting, one may go on reading, enjoying and wanting more and more of it at the end.

    Thanks for this great post.

    • Dear Aurojit,

      Thanks for leaving your kind comment.

      Its a very big post and I feel that for most of the readers it may be too big to read till they themselves are planning their vacations or have been to Binsar and want to know more about it.

      I feel that ideally I should resist from writing so big, but I have found that it is irresistible for me to share something that I come to know interesting about a place.

      So it is really kind of you to go all through it, and leaving a loving comment in the end.

      Thanks again Auro :-)

  • Jerry Jaleel says:


    Your post brought back memories of my travels in Kumaon where the Forest department regularly conduct routine exercise to prevent forest fires. Despite all the precautions, fire does breaks out during hot dry summer months, mostly caused by carelessness of tourists (cigarettes, also empty liquor bottles which act as a powerful lens under the sun and ignite dry leaves). Charcoal obtained from burnt trees are still sold in and around Kumaon, no doubt, many fires are set deliberately to obtain cash. It is indeed a sad affair. Greed has no limits.

    During 2002-5 there was an active effort to promote Binsar area under eco tourism, the area included Kaladhungi and surrounding villages, and a small private holding called Choti Haldwani, a model village in Kaladhungi, originally owned by the late Jim Corbett, who upon his leaving India in 1947, presented the land and the buildings to the tenants free of charge, and paid their taxes until he died in Kenya in 1955.

    Collecting resin beads from pine trees from our hill stations is a big business, as it is used by people of all religions for special occasions throughout India. Thank you for posting such an interesting article with wonderful pics.


    • Dear Jerry,

      Thanks for going through the post and sharing your scholarly insights. Every comment of yours enrich the post. We are blessed to have such an erudite author among us.

  • Patrick Jones says:

    Many have strongly recommended this place. One will find a number of posts around Binsar but none as intensely emotional as this one. The romantic walk down the forest track (thanks to Jaishree), the clarion call against greed, the devastating fires not to mention the devotional aspect.. Manish ably winds through the core issues that concern us Ghumakkars.

    The golden gift close-up is amusing; look like the caparison of the elephants at Thrissur Pooram.

    Your reply to Mahesh is flabbergasting and humbling at the same time.

    • Manish khamesra says:

      I kept on wondering how can I reply to this beautiful comment. I am giving up, not even trying ;-)
      The fear of not matching to that of yours is largely looming on me.

      Thanks Patrick, one always have that very special feelings towards old friends and old readers :-)

  • Tarun Talwar says:


    This is an amazingly well written post with insightful comments on the history of the place and the need to preserve the forests. You are a master storyteller.

    • Manish khamesra says:

      Dear Tarun,

      Its a great pleasure to know that you enjoyed the post. A pat on the back, a criticism or an appreciation from an engaging reader/fellow traveler is always welcome.

      Thanks again Tarun :-)

  • nandanjha says:

    So I read this last week, and then saved my comment for another day. I would have to admit that I had a distraction to attend to and I could not read it completely in my first attempt.

    I read this completely today, and then I read the comments and here’s mine.

    Its not a travel-blog any more. It reads more like memoirs , brilliantly told , fluid and rightly paced. The information about tons of things doesn’t read like encyclopedia and the anecdotes are not making it a true fiction. For my own liking, the log doesn’t fall on utilizing complex/superlative words to gain attention. Its very much a common man’s account who has the rare insight of looking at real issues, without getting trapped into fancy descriptions. Wallah.

    Its a gift to be able to read this kind of stuff.

  • jaishree says:

    Now here goes manish : He did not use complex/ superlative words in log and hence found ENCOMIUMed himself to use those in reply.

  • Ram Dhall says:

    So much has already been said about this brilliantly written informative piece of writing that there is hardly anything left for me to add.

    However, the vibrations created by your write ups are simply unmatched and make the readers yearn for more.

    Awaiting your next post.

  • Manish khamesra says:

    Thanks Ram, you are the biggest source of inspirations to all of us, the young ghumakkars, and we all always look forward to your blessings. Thanks for your kind words.

  • Hunter says:

    I would like to say that I like the stuff which had shared here and try to share with others while my christmas bus tour packages.

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