A family on the road to self discovery
 

A Rendezvous with India’s national aquatic animal- Gangetic River Dolphin.

Ever since the Gangetic Dolphin was declared the national aquatic animal of India in 2009, it was on our wishlist. Well, no one can see any wildlife of his own wish. All we can do is go to that place where the wildlife is found, take a ride, wait patiently, and pray for the best of our luck. Wildlife tourism is thus an unpredictable trip and that is its charm. You never know what you will get to see.

Gharial- pride of Chambal

Gharial- pride of Chambal

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The Legend of Maharani Padmini

I was sitting at the ruins of old Shiva temple,lost in my thoughts, contemplating on the relationship Sisodia Rajputs shared with the Mughal dynasty. Suddenly, I realized that I had been there for quite long. I had to reach Padmini Palace before five pm after which entry in that palace is not allowed. The Palace was almost one kilometer from the temple and to make up for the lost time, I had to run in between.

The Padmini Palace

The Padmini Palace


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Ten Things to do in Matheran

Disclaimer: This post excludes the following travelers:
1. Elder people- No age limit specified. Decide yourself.
2. Traveler with babies- If they find it difficult to carry babies on shoulders or in baby bags.
3. Honeymooners- I understand. It is not expected of them to pay attention anywhere else.

Well there are ten things to do in Matheran but in two different ways. I will share both ways and then we can choose.

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Raahgiri in Delhi

Dadagiri, Gandhigiri, chamchagiri; this giri clan of words has a new word added to it- RAAHGIRI.

If you come from a small town in India, like me, you must have walked on streets, run on streets and played on streets. Streets were for us, for people. Slowly and sadly, we lost our streets to motorised vehicles and lost our freedom of space to friction of rubber on tar. Day-in day-out, we step out on streets with the same fear in hearts as a deer stepping out on a tiger’s trail. So afraid that we no more dare to walk on our streets, we prefer ourselves in some motorized monster.

How lovely it would be to get that space and its soul again? How wide would be our smile when we let our children enjoy this space and squeal in delight on these streets?

Raahgiri is just doing this unthinkable task in a place where it is most improbable: in Delhi-NCR. It began from Gurgaon and soon spread to Delhi, where Connaught place, CP, is made free of any kind of vehicle, even the rickshaw, every Sunday morning, for Raahgiri.
Raahgiri is making the street available to Raahgeer!

Raahgiri at Connaught place, Delhi

Raahgiri at Connaught place, Delhi

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Sunset Point, Matheran

We have been wandering here and there since morning instead of taking any interest in any viewpoint. Our shoes, sacks and tresses are tinged in red of the Matheran earth. But I do want to watch sunset. So sunset point is the destination now.

Wandering  in the wild Matheran

Wandering in the wild Matheran

“Kids! Come back. Sun is getting late. It has to go, else Americans will bomb us that we kept the sun for more time than our fair share.” I try this one after failing to keep them on the trek to sunset point.

“Will it Mamma?” younger one asks, having found, well, heard something more interesting than their adventurous detours in woods.

“It may. If sun gets late, President’s kids will keep on sleeping and they will miss the school bus. Then the president will have to drop them. Then he will be late for the office. He will send the spies to find out who delayed the sun. They will find that sun was waiting for two kids who had promised that they would come to say goodbye.”

Kids chuckle and follow me, expanding the story all the time, and laughter is tired of our ‘more than reasonable’ use of her. The eldest male in the group feels a proud husband for a change from feeling proud father all the time.
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The Legend of Maharani Karnavati and Humayun

गढो में गढ़ चित्तौड गढ़, बाकी सब गढिया
It is a fond saying in Mewar region of Rajasthan- “Among all the forts, only Chittorgarh is a fortress, rest are mere fortalices.

These days the fort of Chittorgarh is a deserted ruin. Air of desolation hangs over its honey colored ramparts, temples, towers and palaces, which sprawl over its rocky plateau. Time has mellowed this once roaring fort, which always stood like the rock of Gibraltar against foreign attacker, still these ruins vividly evoke the zeal of Rajput chivalry and bravery. This fort represents the quintessence of Rajput heroism and valor. Its many known and unknown tales, buried under the layers of time and the ubiquitous sandstone, attract the connoisseurs of Indian history in big numbers.

Vijay Stambh, Chittorgarh Fort

Vijay Stambh, Chittorgarh Fort

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