Thursday, 23 June 2016

Goa Experience - Part 5

Morning I went to Anjuna Beach. Anjuna is a small village. This beach is different from the other beaches I have seen. Beach is surrounded by red stones which are the house of many sea animals like Crabs, Prawns and Snails. Crabs are very sensitive animal, if they feel little sensation they hide themselves between stone cracks. All stone cracks are filled with crabs and snails. None is here except some locals who are catching sea products. I think by the noon beach will become a happening place. Anyway it’s good to come here and feel the essence of this beach. I collected some very good shape’s stones here. They are naturally smooth and well polished...




I packed my bag pack and get ready to return journey but before that I went to Baga beach which is same like other beaches of Goa but road is quite panoramic. From here I took same root for Panjim and again I stopped at same restaurant for last fanny in Goa. Today again it was a good and striking. After this fanny break I off to Panjim.  Spending little time in Panjim I off to Old Goa. I didn’t find old Goa very special coz in whole Goa scenario is almost same but the church of Old Goa is historical and beautiful. I went in and the architect of the building is marvelous. Now it’s time to back to Madgaav railway station. I board in my compartment and soon I fell asleep…



I wake up when train reached Ghis railway station. This is busy railway station. Many passengers shifted from here. One family also takes place from here and in whole journey I couldn't see the face of lady but husband, working in Navy and going Agra to meet his parents, is quite talkative. He has his own views about politics and politicians. Scenario is beautiful but stained window glass is not letting me enjoy it. This is the bad part of journey.  Indian Railway should pay attention to these small things too. I come to the door to enjoy scenario. Now Goa is leaving behind and Karnataka boarder has start. Weather is pleasant. Train crossed a dense jungle, Sugarcane and wheat fields. In fields mostly Women are working. After finish dinner I off to bed...




Middle of the night new passengers comes into berth after some noise they slept and so as I. In morning I wake late and train is in Maharashtra. Still struggling with blur window glass so I come out and stand in door. Speedy warm winds splashing my face. Villages, towns, cities and jungles are coming and going. I take pommgraned seeds from hawker. Journey is boring and weather is quite hot. Lady is still in her own world. I still haven’t seen her talking or walking. Hoshangabad is exciting stoppage because of River Narmada and its hugeness. This river area of Houshangabad is very peaceful and beautiful. After spending long time here I back to my berth and finish food and juice then I off to sleep...

When I wake up in morning train has reached to Faridabad near Delhi. After Faridabaad train speed become deadly slow and meanwhile comes to know that all taxis are on strike today so now its big problem to reach bus stand coz no metro connectivity is available here. After almost 1 hrs train reaches station and when I came out touts start shouting. When I ask for AVBT they ask double money with excuse that it was strike today and we are taking risk. After so much of haggling one taxi agreed with nominal prices but he dropped me 1 km. before station but hopefully I get rickshaw to reach station...



 Due to strike no Hi-tech or Volvo buses are going to Nainital. Only one general bus is there to go to Haldwani so get seat in it. It’s sultry weather so open window is an emergency. When bus crossed Gaziyabad, road become hell and till Uttarakhand boarder, road was full of huge holes. Bus was shaking 90 degree left and 90 degree right. I seriously hope and wish that by the night, I would be in my home not anywhere else coz road is deadly. Credit goes to driver that he drove us safely to the station...

Getting vehicle from Haldwani to Nainital is again struggle. We were four passengers so we booked a taxi in 900 bucks but he also dropped us before 12 km from Nainital but luckily we get lift and reached Nainital anyhow...


With lots of experiences and surprises my journey ended and I am in my home…

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Friday, 17 June 2016

Goa Experience - Part 4

In morning I took walk for Vagator Beach. I ask road to two local ladies but they were not able to speak Hindi or English so one lady hold my hand and took me to the Vagator Beach road and then moves to left direction which means I would have to take left turn. This was such a sweet and simple way to tell way to stranger. Sweet women. I will always remember them. When I reach to beach it was absolute quite…



Sea is different in morning light though its cloudy morning. I takes long walk and click pictures. People are jogging, walking, meditating, and doing exercises. Waves are come slowly touch my feet and get back. Sky is cloudy but morning light is making it lovely. After walk I set in a corner and watch waves coming and going. Slowly-slowly waves become fast and furious. Roar of wave has been increased. In Drizzling I saw waves for long time. I took breakfast and coffee in same restaurant and get back to room. By now rain has been slightly heavy...






Today I took another village road for Mapusa City through barley fields, beautiful houses and churches. On the way I went to see a huge church in Agasa village. Interior of the church is outstanding. I saw many ancient stuffs here. When it was 12 noon church bell rang and echo of sound break the silence. One graveyard also here where a guy is digging a fresh cemetery for someone. I saw few decorated cemeteries. I try to talk with the guy but he is also not talkative like me. He only said - I am digging grave for village person. I came out and met with little boy Gorge. He is a son of that graveyard digger. But he too only tells his name with smile and went off...




From here I took road to Mapusa and soon I reached there. Mapusa is big city but well maintained. As this is not a tourist destination so the place is not bustling with crowed. Bus stand is very big and from here we can take bus for other state too. From Mapusa I take NH 17 for Panjim, capitol of Goa. Road is comfortable and wide with less traffic. On way I drink coconut water. This highway is surrounded by the green trees, buildings, shops, Casino and Bars. When I reached Panjim, brightly decorated colored poles welcome me. After this beautiful and colorful Panjim starts. This place is still caring its culture and architect which makes it more beautiful. Apart from beauty place is neat and clean too. Here Sea is filled with huge cruise boats and cruise casino. They are huge like 3-4 story buildings and standing in array. I cross city passing through the green colored beautifully architected buildings and reach Miramaar beach. This beach is quite peaceful with only few tourists because most tourists go to cruise and boat ride. It’s not raining but humid. I spend little time here and back…




On the way back I entered into a local restaurant which managed by Lavina and Desuja. They are typical Goan. They tell me about Goan non veg food which is not my cup of tea. Both are metallic dark in color and sober and decent. Husband asks me - are you photographer? I said - yes then he requested – Please do not click my picture coz I am not well dressed…

I directly ask for fenny – Woman smiled and says – we have the best homemade fenny. You will enjoy and come here again and again. She serves me glass on fenny. And no doubt it was the best fenny. It starts striking slowly-slowly. I can feel every sip is controlling my brain and making me out of this world. Good fenny, good road ride. What else need to enjoy...




In the night I off to Vagator Beach again to enjoy last night of Goa. I sit in the same place where I sit in first day. A Nepali boy comes and serves me fenny. I take my glass and come out near sea which is roaring with huge waves. It’s cloudy but not raining. Only few tourists are there and safety guard taking watch on them. He also alerts me not to go near waves so I sit on stone. Fireflies are blinking and huge white waves are shining in dark silent night. I have lots of memories to keep and lots of to through away. It’s wonderful visit in Goa. Waves are gaining height in every minute and in no time waves become super high and roaring like monster. Echo of roar is only voice in the air. After dinner I back to room. Weather is becoming dreamy now though can’t say, weather becoming dreamy or fenny make it dreamy… 

Continue...

Monday, 13 June 2016

Goa Experience - Part 3

In the morning I sit in balcony and enjoyed soothing melodious music sung by the beautiful birds and light drizzle made it awesome. After refreshing musical morning I took short walk in the market which was almost closed. Only few vehicles are on the road. Weather is pleasant yet but will become humid soon. I saw many beautifully architected though deserted buildings…


 Today around 11 AM. I leave to Calengute Beach which is the biggest beach of Goa. I drove through the beautiful and lush green village area. It’s raining too but not heavily. Many churches and old houses are keeping me engaged. Green wheat fields spreading sweet aroma in the air and coconut trees are adding beauty in landscape. People are simple. They don’t disturb anybody. I can feel the essence of village Goa which is simply beautiful and relate with nature and culture. After crossing river I reach to Calengute city. It’s big city. Big means big shops, big market, big bungalows, big buildings and big pollution and big noise too. Everything is big here. I walked through the city to reach Calengute Beach where tourists are enjoying the way they can. Like lying, swimming, walking, playing, shouting, clicking pictures and taking selfies. Safety guard is alerting everybody for not to go deep in sea coz this is high tide time. Helicopters are also taking watch on them. Today waves are bigger then yesterday and roar of waves have been also huge. Today again I went into waves and again huge wave drenched me completely. My camera also gets wet but luckily it’s safe.  I walk a lot and watching people enjoying. I collected lots of oysters shell. For me this is a good mind relaxing exercise...



After this I way back to market where tons of cashew nuts selling.  Dry cashew, salty cashew, cashew with shell and without shell. Lots of verity is available here. After strolling in market I move to Candolim beach...

Candolim city is a posh area. All big malls, casino, hotels, spa, bar and restaurants are here. All big personality of Mumbai and Bollywood has bungalows, casinos; villas here. Small restaurants and bars are also very stylish though due to off season all are empty…



I went to Agoda fort first which is made by Portuguese to rule over India anyway again this is not my subject of interest to discover history of place. I am here to see architect and the people too, who are presently discovering the place by their own way. Drizzling has start now. Up above from here I can see the ocean in the clutch of fog. This fort maintained by archeological department. From here I back to city and find out a restaurant for food and fenny. After lots of struggle I find a restaurant where I am the only customer. First I order for fenny. This time hotel guy serves me fenny in a stylish way. He pour one peg of fenny through measuring glass and then pour water with my permission then wait for while for my reaction and then off. Today fenny was very light. Reason could be that this is beer demanding area and fenny is something like villagers drink so fenny would be good in village places. Anyway this is also not bad. After food and fenny I off to Candolim beach. Like all places tourists are enjoying here too. We see the beach from top of fort and back...



After this interesting visit I way back to Vagator via Mapusa. This is again a beautiful village area. Beautifully architected and bright colored old houses are making awesome combination with green background. I saw a beautiful blue and white combination house. I find well maintained small and big churches too. In Goa Villages are also well maintained and rich. I came across with an ancient church but couldn't go inside so I click few pictures from outside. Soon I was in my village Chapora where I take coffee in a same restaurant…

It’s raining in the evening so around 10 I off to dinner. Shops have been closed but one Punjabi restaurant is still open and few customers are taking food there. In Goa, only few Punjabis are running business. Some tables are in open, where four youngsters are sitting and drinking. They are deeply involved in their talks and drinks. And I think they are taking drug also but not sure. Anyway they are not bothering anybody and talking in a very decent way. With Punjabi music I finished food and walk back to room in dark and silence…



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