Saturday, 14 May 2016

Goa Experience : Part 2

Reached Vasco Railway station, and again after lots of bargain took cab for Madgaav, which is 80 km. away. Vasko is bustling in morning crowed and rain making it more hazardous. After crossing city hustle-bustle we reached in outskirt area which is beautiful and due to monsoon it becomes lush green. Cold winds and splash of rain is reminding me of Nainital. Although Goa is famous for winter but monsoon is also dazzling and peaceful. Rain, wind and all over green is making it miraculous. On the way I spotted many Portugal architect churches. Goa is a Christian city so in every turn and corner I saw churches. Small church, big church, medium church every type of church. Mostly houses are also made by Portugal architect and roof has almost same in every house. It’s still drizzling. I took breakfast in a roadside restaurant where few young boys are working and few old chaps are gossiping for time pass.  Anyway breakfast is scrumptious and coffee is mind blowing…

I will stay in apartment of Vagator near Chapora village, which is peaceful and far from city’s hustle bustle.  This would be wonderful experience for me...

After taking some rest and refreshment I off to see Fishermen’s beach. I walk through the small village market. People look simple. I noticed every Hindu house has Tulsi tree in their verandah and every Christen has Cross mark in their verandah but architect of all houses are same and surrounded by coconut trees. Huge and beautifully architected temples are also showing their presence. Again I went into road side restaurant which utterly village type small and unmanaged restaurant. I sit on wood made long bench and order for tea. Middle aged copper color man serves me tea and asks if I want something to eat. I wanted to taste local stuff so he offers me food call Koimalai after this he offered me piece of Goun too. Both are Goan delicacy and are good in taste...



 Fishermen’s beach belongs to the fishermen. They catch fishes and other sea products for their livelihood. Some of them are busy in doing their work. Few foreigners are also strolling. Lots of small, silvery skin dead fishes are on the bank. I look there bright silvery skin and wait them to swim again but it could be my childish fantasy only. Far away fishermen's colony is appearing in the scene. Huge boats, made by dry grass and on it typical Goan roof has been placed, are in array. In front of these boat houses huge blue ocean is taking breath and showing the aliveness through big waves. After spending few second I turn to Chapora Fort which built in 15th century by Portuguese...



 Here I found many Hindus cemetery too, who were criminated here. Chapora Fort is huge but abandoned now. All history has been covered by the green grass. I took long and steep walk to reach on the top of fort and sit in a corner to view the ocean which is far below. I saw huge ships in ocean, which are looking like dwarf ships from here. Some more tourists are also enjoying but most of them are behind the bushes with their partners…





I walk back to main road and take road to Vagator Beach. I take long walk for beach. On the way I saw many Restaurants bar and other shops but mostly are closed because according to Goa this is off season. I enjoy walk with mystery when will beach come. When I hear the music of huge waves, it was not difficult to solve the mystery that I almost reach to Vagator beach. It was my good luck I found one open restaurant and in next moment I was inside. This place is awesome. I can see the ocean, the waves, cool breeze and the tourists who are enjoying with full zeal. I order snacks and a glass of fanny, which is local liquor made by cashew nuts. Young guy comes and serve from the bottle of Signature Whisky. I stop him to serve he said - We store Fenny in these bottles. Don’t worry we will serve you a good Fenny. I take first sip and then many more. After every sip everything is looking more and more appealing. No doubt it was good in taste and quite effective. Waves of ocean are getting bigger and bigger meanwhile a dog comes and sit on the middle of the waves. Though dog would be here for fishes but not going for it. I think he is here to give me some shots...






 After finishing drink I finish food of spicy Kolhapuri sabzi and roti. After food I went to beach to feel the tenderness of waves and wet send. When my feet touch the wet send I become relax and then suddenly huge wave comes and make me all wet. It was an out of the world experience. I take long walk with long and small waves. As much as waves are coming to me I become more relaxed and relieved. I spend long time walking with water, wind and wave all together...

Evening I off to walk again but all is silence. Only few foreigners are spending time in bars and listening soft music in dim yellow light. I take long walk in dark road and then back but it rain heavily and I get drenched by the time back to room. All is peaceful here only cicadas are noising outside…


Continue…

Wednesday, 27 January 2016

Goa Experience - Part 1

Again in Delhi. In same Delhi, which I have been faced many times before but every time it gives me new experiences and learning. Just come out from bus and touts start like always and I too behave like every time I repeat the same story by saying - No bhaiya… It’s very much bhaiya… I am not new here… I know the rates... and so on...

Anyway, finally, I take auto rickshaw for Kashmiri gate knowing that auto driver is cheating me but I haven’t any other choice. From there I took metro for Rohini West. Metro is convenient option for daily travel in Delhi. This concept should go other parts of India too. Nowadays mostly youngsters stay busy with smart phones attach headphones in the ears. For them life is impossible without all these manmade commodities…

Weather is hot and sultry. Scorching sun making me sweaty and tired. I finished my work and again went to metro and then rickshaw for Nizamuddin railway station. Soon I was there, which is bustling with passengers. I move to platform no7 for my train Goa Express. Luckily, train is on time but it’s going to be a long journey…

I enter into my coach where one family has already entered. Lady, fair color age around 50-55 is still wearing sunglass inside AC coach. Her daughter, around 24-25 unbelievably fat, is nagging for everything and says - I can’t stand with bad smalls and makes thousands of wrinkle on her face then put out cheap room freshener and spray into coach. When I stop her, she says - I cannot tolerate stinky air. But when I tell her my Asthma problem, she apologized. One more family is sitting on side coach. Lady in this family is shouting on her kids in every single moment…

Journey was not interesting until the girl start talking. She asks me few questions like - Where are u going ? When will u back ? And without waiting anything from me, she giggled and says - We are going to Gwaliyar for my engagement. Then she again laughs and says - you know I don't like going Gwaliyar coz everybody their watches me as a monster because of my weight. Women talks about me and if I will go to any shop, everybody stops work and start stair me with weird eyes. But she is a cheerful girl, who takes her chubbiness in a positive way. She again says - This is my second journey in train. My parents don't send me anywhere. I even can’t go alone in a Delhi. I like travelling but every time when I ask to go out, they say travel with your husband after marriage. She starts laughing again…

Other side of coach, child is making noise badly. Though elder one has slept but small one is like a bomb. He is not sleeping nor letting sleep others. His mother gives him mobile. He plays music and then start dancing and shouting. This is sick that mother gives mobile to children in this small age to play…

Scenario is normal out of window. Sometimes barely fields are appearing and sometimes city or town or villages. Now mother of that girl tells her story – I am a teacher and got paralytic attack. I have to go to doctor everyday but now I will not be able to go doctor. Children are still busy in making noise. Meanwhile Chambel area, once upon famous for dacoit, arrived. Huge Chambal River is flowing slowly-slowly. Here I can see small mud mountains, dacoits used to hide behind them. They get off in Gwalier and old couple takes place. It’s dark now. I finish dinner and retire to bed...

When I wake up train has crossed MP area. That old woman, who came yesterday, has a different habit. She saw everybody with half-close eyes. Sometimes it become difficult to find out that she is waking or sleeping. Slowly train get alive with lots of activities like children’s noise, sharp voice of hawkers, tea-coffee wanders, children of collecting plastic bottles. Train reaches Bhusawal, first station of Maharashtra. Though it’s rainy season but I haven't find any sign of rain. Kids are still shouting and crying which is irritating. Old woman start talking but she doesn’t talk in sequence. She picks up a topic keeps on talking without waiting for any reply or reactions she will suddenly stops. This is also an intelligent way of conversation…


Train reached a beautiful place Dond but Still long way to go so I utilize my time to watch hawkers. They sell their products in a stylish way. The way they talk, the way they walk and the way they look at you, everything is stylish. They always ready to convince you for their products. From Pune new family enters. Woman seems very pretentious, who is nagging for everything in English and trying to show that she should had to go by Air. She is behaving as train is below her standard. I really could not know her standard. But what I know is that they are such a manner less and vociferous people whom I like to called literary illiterate people. They have no sense of silence but luckily, they move to next coach coz they come here mistakenly. I take a deep breath. Next morning when I wake up, I was in Vasco railway station of Goa…

To be continued...

Thursday, 26 November 2015

Pictures of Tapovan Trek (4330mt.)

I back from my Tapovan trek few days back. Tapovan is dream location for those who love adventure. Gangorti-Gaumukh-Tapovan trek along the holy river Bhagirathi takes you to the source of the river Ganga known as Gaumukh (Cow's snout). This trek is combination of adventure, mountain climbing, rock climbing and glacier traverse. The trek goes through an coniferous pine trees at Chirbasa and birch at Bhojbasa. From Bhojbasa one has to trek to Gaumukh and from Gaumukh to Tapovan traverses along the Gangotri glacier. After crossing the Gangotri glacier and traversing on a rocky face I reached to the meadows of Tapovan (meditating ground). From Tapovan views of Shivling, Bhagirathi, Meru Parvat, Kedar dome are fabulous. Herds of Bharal (Blue mountain goats) are a common sight here on mountain ridges…
 Here I am posting few pictures of my trek. Soon will write complete trek log…







Gaumukh


1,2,3 peaks of Bhagirathi 

 Bharal (Blue Mountain goat) at Tapovan

River Akash Ganga at Tapovan 

 Peak Shivling

 Meru Parvat


Peak Bhagirathi


Saturday, 19 September 2015

Goa : Goa : Goa !!!

I spent few time in Goa to observe and explore the city. I will write detail travel note later but this time posting some pictures of Goa...


Goa Listeni/ˈɡ.ə/ is a state located in the western region of India, it is bounded by the state of Maharashtra to the north, and by Karnataka to the east and south, while the Arabian Sea forms its western coast. It is India's smallest state by area and the fourth smallest by population. Goa is one of India's richest states with a GDP per capita two and a half times that of the country as a whole.[3] It was ranked the best placed state by the Eleventh Finance Commission for its infrastructure and ranked on top for the best quality of life in India by the National Commission on Population based on the 12 Indicators.[3]
Panaji is the state's capital, while Vasco da Gama is the largest city. The historic city of Margao still exhibits the cultural influence of the Portuguese, who first landed in the early 16th century as merchants and conquered it soon thereafter. Goa is a former Portuguese province; the Portuguese overseas territory of Portuguese India existed for about 450 years until it was annexed by India in 1961.[4][5]  

(From Wikipedia)

Life of Goa



 Anjuna Beach

 Calengute Beach

 Candolim Beach

Vagator Beach


Very Famous local Liquor of Goa : Fenny
 
 
 
Churches of Goa
 


 
 
Fort chapora

 
 Fort Aguada


 Beach Casino : Panjim (Goa)
 
 

Tuesday, 25 August 2015

Ganesh Chaturthi Festival in Pune : Part 4

 I wake up with bells and devotional music and think to go to see the street of Pune. I follow the road, which is going to street markets. This is completely different from metropolitan Pune. Here there are no big highways, no big hotels, no big malls or anything. This is simple city, which belongs to every part of India. I can see busy vegetable market. I can see truck unloading grocery between them I can see Ganapati Pandals too. I crossed many narrow streets adjoin each other and reach to highway…




 I back and get ready for Lonawala, which is 48 km. We reach cantonment area Kahdki. I find this place green and clean. A beautiful church is also here but it’s closed. Crossing river we reached to Lonawala side. Now I can see hills here and drive become smooth and cozy but tall tax is very high. It’s raining when we touch Lonawala. Here I went to see wax museum where all great people exist in the shape of wax statues. These are so original seems that every statue will start talking in a while. Time has been stopped here which I like a lot. I am happier to see others who are happy to click there pictures with these big names. However, for moments only but they can enjoy to be with these big names. It’s heavy rain but we move forward on Mumbai Pune Express Highway. We use local GPRS to reach beach and dam area. Between heavy rain and fog I can see huge waterfalls coming down from the top of mountains. I came out to enjoy and take a walk. This is an interesting and enjoyable walk. Wind is fast but not chilled. Deep fog is making it more adventures and mysterious…






We reach to waterfall where tourists are enjoying the way they can like bathing, laying on water, swimming in possible patches or whatever they can do. This is one of the happiest moments for me. Corn shops are engaged and in rain, demand has been increased. Other part of waterfall there is a dam, which is engulfing of deep fog. I start walk on small creek meanwhile a guy slipped in water badly but luckily he is safe and smiling...

After these exquisite moments, we back to road and again with the help of local GPRS we reach to city. Lonawala is small and beautiful hill station of Maharashtra. Though now shops have been developed but other than this it’s still a village area. Now it’s becoming famous hill station, where every rich people of Maharashtra want to buy a land to make house. In weekend, it’s become more demanding. After taking coffee we back to city in rain and fog…

In morning, I follow the same routine and off to market where all are busy in struggle of their life. I take long walk between one street to another and back. Today I will go to Sirdi which is 200 km from. Sirdi Road is busy highway along with small and big cities and villages, which, makes you engage with the hustle bustle. Ahmadnagar is one big city on the road, where we stuck in heavy traffic jam. This city is polluted and absolute mismanaged. Sultry weather making it more woeful…

Though, highways is good but some parts are badly damaged where big holes are appearing on the road. I found this is truck road coz mostly trucks are running on the road which are from all over India. I saw all states trucks here and many dogs have been died on the road, which is sad part of driving. Soon we reached Sirdi…

Though the temple is busy temple but today for some reason no crowed is here. We cross market, which is same like other part of India, to reach temple. It’s an irony that I am going into temple after raising a big but stupid question by Swaroopanad that ‘Sai is not god’. Anyways when I reach inside, I found peaceful atmosphere, which I enjoyed and I am happy to be here…

We turn by another road but after few km drive we came to know that the road is under construction. After 7-8 kms tiring drive, we get one connecting road to Ahamdnagar and we back to highway again. It’s getting dark now and sun is going down between clouds which is making scenario awesome. We had Marathi food in dinner on a roadside restaurant and by 10.30 we reach to Pune which is still awaking…
 


Its raining heavily today so I cannot go anywhere. After 4 PM weather become clear and we off to see Tribal Museum. Nobody is here to give us ticket but and old man told us to see the museum but cannot see anything because all rooms are dark. From here, we went to see another Sai Temple, which is replica of real temple. I saw Arti (Main Puja) here which is done by a young priest, around 27-28. He hold lamp in his hand moving it in circular motion and his hands are doing it slowly and perfectly. I like the way he do this and I like music too. When Sai Baba Arti starts everybody sit silently and clapping with rhythm. Priest does the same thing he did before but in middle of the Arti he came out and sprinkles holy water on everybody. This is long Arti, which goes around 30 minutes. After this, we went for dinner and when we are returning I saw few artists performing Marathi Dance Lavni in a Ganapati Pandal, this is again a experience for me back to room…


Today I am going to see Shaniwar Wada, which is an ancient building. I stop into Mulla Mutha River and feel the cold breeze for some time. Traffic is on peak so as heat. Shaniwar Wada is huge palace and busy with lots tourists. In every part of the palace, I found people. Luckily, its drizzling so weather becomes cool. After spending time here, we went to see Chaturdashi Temple, which is again an ancient temple of Goddess but before this, I ate Wada Pav which is tasty Marathi street food. I saw many Ganapti Pandols here…




 Then we went to Parvati Temple. From here, bird I view of Pune city could be seen. We cross the city and reached to hilly area. I take a long and steep walk to reach temple, which is most enjoyable part for me. I saw temple and went up from where I can see a bird eye view of city and then back through Kalayani Nagar, a posh area of city. All huge buildings and malls and offices are here…




This is my last day in Pune and it was my luck that I saw one Visrjana too. Few children were taking their small Ganapti for Visrjan.  They are fully enjoying and dancing and shouting TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR… GANAPTI BAPPA SUPER STAR. For me it is the best Visrajan. In the evening when we went to dinner, I saw some more Visarjana…


 Morning, I off to railway station. This time my companies are an old couple and a group of teachers who are going to Nepal to perform devotional music in a temple. This is there first time in AC compartment so they don’t know anything about it but they are simple people. On the way, I saw many waterfall of this side and huge rivers which couldn’t see when I was coming here. I reach Delhi by 7 in the morning and luckily get bus to Nainital…




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