Saturday 6 December 2008

Goa: Off the Trail



When in Goa the next time, quit lazing around in the shacks on the beaches, try out the DoodhSagar Falls, India's second highest waterfalls located almost on the border of Goa and Karnataka. There is no better place to christen yourself with an appetizing shot of cashew fenni than the spice farms in Goa. Its not all about the beaches you know!
Cheers!

Sunday 28 September 2008

Back to Ladakh


You know, there are times when you yearn for something, but somehow you feel guilty for wanting it, I don’t know why but throughout last year I yearned to travel again...
...again to Ladakh.

This was after my first visit with the army to Kargil, three years ago. Back then, with the tight schedule the army had planned for us, there was very little time we could spend going to the remote places that this mountainous desert was famous for.

So here I was, flying back.


Ladakh welcomes you even before you land. You’re flying high above snow covered peaks and suddenly a rage of mud brown mountains soar in front of you giving you a peek into the lush green valleys sprinkled below.

Like in the movies, there was no music of triumph but goose bumps galore - trying to register the fact that I was finally there.

I was there with an almost selfish motive – to get over my photographer’s block – a sudden incapacitation lasting two terrible years that stopped me from clicking. I had heard of a lake in particular – Pangong Lake and I made that the central theme of my visit this time.


There was much more I discovered on the way; which is a beautiful side effect of travelling.

Apart from the crazy adventure on my way to the lake (which would need another entry in this blog) witnessing a now modern commercialised Leh market was a little unnerving. Seeing people of other origins owning jewelery stores and the local Tibetan/Ladakhi women sinking deep in poverty, begging on the streets or selling their meager wares made me think...

...they were better off without us, aliens to their culture, their traditions, their peace.

Peace, a kind of magnetic spiritual culture, one which any one from any part of the world is attracted to.

Kid lamas in red robes,
Revolving prayer wheels,
The flutter of a prayer flag,It’s unbound threads becoming one with the wind,
chanting the magical Om Mane Padme Hum.


There is something about the silence of this place,
serene but not quite,
pristine but not quite,
magical but not quite,
maybe the not quite comes from the ‘not quite’ within me...

Sunday 16 March 2008

Sula Vineyards - India's Mini Napa Valley!




I visited the Sula Vineyards this February, during the harvest season(December to march). Experienced the most amazing ambience, view and ofcourse - Wine!!!

Safar-e-Firdaus



This has been a story, an experience overdue here since quite a while...One of the reasons I had not penned it down for so long is the fact that I am still under its influence, influence of the place, the people - the experience - my trip to Kargil.

A close friend(Purva) and I shared a common yearning - in a small way, do something for our jawans at Kargil. NDTV's various efforts to praise them, letters sent by thousands of little children thanking them for their bravery, etc. were almost like a nagging force - "Deepti, you must so something for such courageous souls, you must do something..." BUT WHAT - one wondered... Purva said, "I wish we could actually go and meet them - the strong men at Kargil!" Thats it! I said, we will indeed!

That, as the cliche goes, was just the beginning of my journey... through realisation.

In any aspect of life, what has always attracted me the most is - innocence. Be it while practicing photography(my passion) or through my travels... Little did I know that in a land where many have faught for the freedom of their motherland, big bold men, strong and firocious to their enemy - I would discover precisely that - Innocence.

The hard work that went into approaching the army and working hard to actually make our dream come true seems trivial incomparision with the innumerable immaterial gifts we have been showered upon. Here goes...


In the month of June, 9 students from Jai Hind College were flagged off from the Colaba Army Head Quarters, Maharashtra Gujarat and Goa (MG&G) Area.

For the development of the people of Jammu and Kashmir, the Army launched Operation Sadbhavana (Goodwill), an ambitious project to build a functional community-Army relationship. In this operation, the army set up a number of schools, adult education facilities, skill centers and even computer training resources in some of the most remote border areas of Ladakh. They also send children form Kashmir to cities like Mumbai, Delhi and Pune, to experience the different lifestyle and to give them a feeling of the world at a young age.
We, the students of Jai Hind College went on a visit, which was a reciprocal to Operation Sadbhavana.


We visited Jammu, Srinagar and Ladakh and interacted with sons and daughters of soldiers, young adults of their age in villages and different people from the army. The main feature of our trip was a five day halt in Kargil. We learnt a lot about the 1999 Kargil War, saw Tiger Hill and the Tololing range, two main features of the war and went to villages that were destroyed six years ago. We also interacted with teachers and students of various Army Good Will Schools at places like Channigud, Harkabahadur and Kaksar in Kargil district.

The moments that we enjoyed the most were those spent with the Jawans. Their humility and simplicity backed by odles of courage was a rare sight for us - city bred youngsters.