Thursday, 1 January 2015

Deo Tibba Peak (6001 mt.) Expedition in Winter

Deo Tibba is a beautiful 6001m high peak in the Pir Panjal range of the Himalaya in Manali, Himachal Pradesh. Deo Tibba consists of an extensive ice cap. The actual climb being a snow hump accessible once the edge of the ice plateau is reached. It also has the beauty of just being over the 6000m mark which is a great achievement for any climber. In summer time it is bit easy for trekking and climbing abut in winter it become an expedition and in 1st December 2014 I went to summit the peak… 

Here I am uploading some of my trekking pictures… Will write travelogue soon… 


















Wednesday, 10 December 2014

My Pictures are in Smart Photography Magazine

Friends, I'm happy to share that "Smart Photography", the leading photography-magazine of India has published my profile in its December-2014 issue. This success is the result of the best wishes of my beloved friends. I thank the team of Smart Photography for giving precious space for my works in its recent issue.
Regards,
Vineeta Yashswi


Friday, 12 September 2014

Ganapati Bappa Morya - Ganesh Chaturathi at Pune



This year I got chance to celebrate Ganesh Chaturathi Festival at Pune…
Here are some pictures Memories of the festival…


















Thursday, 21 August 2014

When I was In Jim Corbett National Park – Part 3



Soon I reached another trail which is going to Garjiya Devi Temple. Though road is rough but bikes are running in full speed. Below road crystal clear river Koshi flowing peacefully. I come across with narrow iron suspension bridge looking stunning in verdant valley. After crossing it jungle trail start and path become narrower. Jungle is buzzing with the sounds of many birds. Weather is warm, few devotees coming from temple and some youngsters enjoying swimming in river. Far behind this I can see huge cement constructed bridge. Soon I glimpse Garjiya Devi temple on the top of peak with blue sky backdrop. I cross few small temples and a rickety wood bridge to reach temple side. Extensive part of river is filled with sand. On this spongy sand mattress I walk for long and reached to makeshift shops area which exist when river go down and sand acquire the entire river bank. All shop keepers selling paraphernalia for worship. As it’s Diwali so hustle is bit more. Ignoring all I went to restaurant to satisfy my hunger cells but I only could get maggi and tea. Long strait stairs are going up to temple seems like going to moon where a priest chanting mantras sitting inside small shrine and few devotees have circled him. Temples’ walls painted with slogans written by devotees. I am amazed to see that people don’t stop here too. They don’t want to do anything for their self but want to god. Railing is tied with small red clothes… 






I back to makeshift market where sellers wants me to buy something. Meanwhile I saw a young guy around 24-25 hanging camera on shoulder and roaming around. His curly long hairs tied in pony, white shirt black pant make him attractive. I went him to talk - are you photographer ? Yes – he reply gazing my camera. What photography you do ? Marriage photography and in off season I come to place like this and do photography for people. I know you don’t want me to take your picture coz you yourself carrying a big camera. He still gazing my camera. Did you ever try photography for competition ? No ! never I could not get this opportunity because I have to earn money for my family. I saw disappointment on his eyes which are busying hunting people who want them photograph. I left him with his hunt and moved on to other side of market which is not makeshift but interesting…







I crossed huge cement bridge which is only source when water gets up in rain time. Many characters are moving here. I sit in a corner and start observing. Devotees come to make wish. Besides them some baggers, some sellers, some saints and may be some should be like me who have no particular reason for being here. Market filled with colorful imitating items and worship items but apart from these I found few unusual things like one seller has a mobile restaurant handcart. He had made hearth on it. Good idea - I said. He smiled and said - I save fuel and serving healthy food to customers. Do you know fuel is an expensive option nowadays? Don’t understand whether he was asking or saying but anyways I took his picture and went off… 





I moved towards a saint who busying chanting mantras in alone and looking down continuously as he is in deep thought. He start saying – I was child when I left home and took sanyas. I roamed into many places and spent long time in Himalaya. I still don’t like staying in one place for long time but now I become old can’t walk and also can’t tolerate cold. He shows me his hands and legs which were badly swelled. I left him with his loneliness and back. I am still ignoring sellers but one sweet little girl came and ask me to buy something. Her sweet and innocent voice made me buy something from her and then back to bridge again where few young guys were preparing for water games. Good to know that they doing it professionally and creating self job opportunity. I spend little time with these guys…

I want to ride in open jeep so went to jungle safari though I couldn’t found anything special in jungle but weather is pleasant so the ride of 3-4 hours is enjoyable. When I turned it was dark but due to Diwali all market and houses were lighting with Diyas and Deepmala. In night I roamed into village where everyone enjoying festival creaking crackers but sound is not loud which could hit eardrums badly. I was gazing into houses as well. Almost everyone welcomed me and also alerting me from crackers. It’s a chance that I meet that girl again whom I meat last evening. She invited me at her house…

Her father, mother and uncle came to welcome me and said - our house is not big and this year we could not earn enough money so we are not celebrating festival lavishly. Her younger brother and sister want me to crack crackers with them which they bought from their savings. After this woman offered me Roti-Sabji for dinner – it’s too simple but we have only this to offer you – Said unhappily. Though I don’t want to eat but the way she offered me I couldn’t refuse. After dinner girl came to me and said with her shy full smile - I want to learn dance but my father has no money to send me dance collage. Can you give me any idea how can I learn dance without money ?  She looked me with hope but I know I will disappoint her so I concentrate watching her house rather than her problem. I back to my tent after. It was cold and windy night. Roaring sound of river and wind breaking the silence…





Morning is bone chilled cold but I have to back so no option to curl up into quilt again. I went to river spent some time in silence. Blue water flows over my feet making them wet and cold. Little water birds are flying and chirping. Few sand diggers digging sand from bank and transporting it on mules. I become part of everything happening here. After this quality time I back, finished breakfast and went to see Tiger Reserve Museum Dhangarhi…

Where I meat Ram Singh the museum peon. He said – I have seen tigers many times and he attacked me also. Once he attacked to my friend badly. He injured for long time and then died. Our life is in high risk. If tiger come in front we are not even able to protect our self. No one can get rid of his huge jaws. Once tiger attacked a village woman who went jungle for grass. She wounded badly and could not survive. One of my co-worker had been faced tiger 5-6 times and at last he died to fight with tiger. His wrinkled face becomes more wrinkled and gloomy. We don’t have any protection - he said with dull face and then he told me one more story - Once a man going on his bike, tiger jumped on him from bushes and dragged his body inside jungle. After three four hours when his body found it was badly injured…

I spent time listen his bravery stories. Now I am no more interested to see museum. As I had no vehicle so my plan is to walk till bus stand. He advised me it’s unsafe area so better to wait for vehicle. I took his advice and wait for vehicle. Weather is pleasant, jungle echoing with birds chirping and for my good fortune I took lift in share taxi till bus stand. Bus stand is in complete mess. No one is there to tell me about bus but meanwhile I got bus till Haldwani. On the way at barrage I saw group of Rudy Shelduck bird also known as Surkhab. I got time to take few clicks of them. From Haldwani I got another bus for Nainital…

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