BHARATPUR: BEYOND THE BIRD SANCTUARY

The decrepit roadways bus with crammed leg space dropped me at bus terminal of the Eastern Gateway of Rajasthan i.e. Bharatpur at around 3 pm. I slowly straightened my legs after a bumpy ride and got down to find some decent residence. The view of the bus terminal was...
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THE LOST HIMALAYAS: A YEAR AFTER FLOODS

A wrinkled face on the road side tea stall in Rudraprayag looked in anticipation as I walked towards it. There was hope in his eyes which the catastrophic floods in June 2013 in Uttarakhand, India had wiped off. The last year catastrophe had severely affected their...
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INSIGHT OF THE FIRST CITY OF DELHI (LALKOT): QUTUB COMPLEX

The winters has just knocked the doors and Delhi is all set to make its admirer’s and explorer’s bliss. It is the perfect time for exploring the unending treasures of the capital city. Even I started blogging around same time last year and it’s been a good year for...
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A WALK INTO “THE INCREDIBLE INDIA”: CRAFT MUSEUM

It’s been a while since my last post in September. I somewhat feel guilty for not posting anything for last one month. More than maintaining the frequency of posts on the blog, the guilt is for not taking up the activity which I love the most i.e. travel. However,...
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IN THE LAP OF HIMALAYAS: FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS

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This is the last post in the series “In the Lap of Himalayas”. This short trip shall have an everlasting effect on me due to many reasons. It completely changed my idea of travel and made me more affirmative in taking out time for things I love to do in my life.

 With this hope that my journey through Himalayas might have inspired or shall inspire someone in future, I end this series with my last post in the series which in fact is not about any destination but it’s an advice to “follow your dream”. And believe me it’s not hard but require constant and genuine efforts.

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IN THE LAP OF HIMALAYAS: NAUKUCHIATAL

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This is the last destination on the “In the Lap of Himalayas” series. Chronologically, it would fall after the trip to Ramgarh but due to some reason it was not ready to be served at that time. Although, it has missed the chronological sequence but the impression that the place had left on me doesn’t requires any chronology to describe.

The stay at Ramgarh had been an uplifting and nurturing one. I loved the pristine silence in the air which relieved me from the intolerable jingles of the metros. As all good things come to an end, soon I was on an unwilling retreat back to the bustle of metros. While on my way back, I had couple of hours spare which was just enough to discover the small town of Naukuchiatal which stays on the brink of being acclaimed as “hill station” but fall short of it. It’s the next door neighbour to little busier and known place- Bhimtal. Both the town have one similarity i.e. the beautiful “tal” meaning a “lake” which give the very name to it and they are so intermingled with each other that you won’t even realize when you have stepped into the territory of the other.

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IN THE LAP OF HIMALAYAS- MUSSO0RIE

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I had a pleasant time with myself in the tranquil atmosphere of Dhanaulti and finally, it was time for me to move ahead to my next destination-Mussorrie. I boarded a local jeep packed with passengers on every inch of seat and after a journey of around 1 hour amid the beautiful mountains, I arrived at Tehri bus stand in Landour which is also part of this famous hill station and hometown of equally famous writer Ruskin Bond.

The town was in complete contrast to my last destination. The streets were bunged with overcrowded tourist populations, the small shops occupied every possible inch it could occupy, there were hotels with their giant boards each claiming to give an unobtrusive view of the hills. I reached Mussorrie in evening and at that time literally there was not even space to walk on the roads. I had visited Mussorrie long time back and I searched for the hotel I checked in last time. I found it at last but in the search I rambled across the whole town, almost every street of the town as it was on the other corner of the town near the Dehradun bus stand.

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IN THE LAP OF HIMALAYAS- DHANAULTI

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I enjoyed the serenity and simplicity of the Himalayas and its natives in my last destination i.e. Gwaldam. Next morning, I woke up at 4 am to catch the local bus to Lansdowne. The morning was coupled with bit of nippiness in the air and a bit of drizzle from the dark skies- making it the perfect kick off. As the valley emerged out of the dawn, the view in front suited every cliché invented to describe awesomeness.

The bus swirled through the mountains and the swirling turns forced many passengers (especially ladies) to pop their heads out of the windows to puke (a common weakness during travelling in mountains). Well…it all seemed a bit funny only because I was not amongst the one with their head out. As we headed towards Srinagar (don’t confuse it with J&K one), the Ganga appeared out of nowhere penetrating and carving a path for itself through the heart of mountains and spreading life along

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IN THE LAP OF HIMALAYAS: GWALDAM

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I absconded from the monotonous city life to this solo Himalayan trip in order to explore some not so common places of Uttarakhand and secondly to evade the blistering summers of Delhi.

The first part of the journey is going pretty well but I’m yet to experience the latter part. The days both in Kausani and Baijnath were hot enough to make me sweat (although morning and evening were quite pleasant). The nippiness and coolness of the hill stations was still missing and I dearly hoped that my next halt on this journey would satisfy me from that perspective.

Completely exhausted by the day heat, I walked approximately 1 km from the Baijnath temple to reach a diversion – one heading to Bageshwar and other to Gwaldam. While many jeeps and

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IN THE LAP OF HIMALAYAS- BAIJNATH TEMPLE

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My travel experiences have made me conclude one thing- nothing goes as planned. Last night I determined to leave Kausani and head to the next Himalayan halt on the first bus in the morning. But all the planning went in vain. I did wake up early to gaze the snow-capped Himalayas; however, the recent fires in the jungles again disrupted my view and I went to sleep again with disappointment.

Then I woke up at around 8 a.m. and rambled on the terrace in front of my room and finally headed to the small bunch of ancient temples known as Baijnath Mandir, near Garur on the Bageshwar route. I waited for around 30 min at the local bus stand for the next bus. As I waited in anticipation, I could hear the loud voice

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