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Unhurried

“What’s there to see in Karnataka, apart from Hampi and Mysore?”, asked a friend earnestly. Too True. The most obvious choices for a weekend trip would be to a jungle retreat or to a Coorg home-stay. A day trip would either be Srirangapatna or Nandi hills.The culture lovers would pay a visit to Mysore or Hampi.  Moreover, though I was born and brought up in Bangalore, I could not give a better answer than a feeble, “I’ll send an email”. This was a decade back and it set me thinking.

Do we really know our state well? The Western Ghats, its people, their way of life, the long Konkan coast, the green Mysore & Coorg belt, the eastern and northern parts where rainfall is much lesser and life’s much tougher and of course the colourful history of Bangalore – we are lucky to have all this diversity. The question that instigated me to know much more about the region, also made me want to share the same with others and that’s how Unhurried started.

 
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Posted by on January 23, 2012 in bangalore, culture & heritage, india, travel

 

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Camping in the Ghats

I’m always charmed by the Western Ghats, the Sahyadri Mountain range that separates the sea coast from the south Indian plateau. Blame it on the eco-diversity of this area, the wildlife sightings, the enchanting valleys, the coffee plantations or the sprawling bungalows now waking up to tourism; a region tailor made for the typical traveller who loves to click and capture the ambience into digital bytes.

I always loved Coorg and Nilgiri regions but never had been up north, rather north-west of Bangalore – to the Sharavathy valley.  So in this summer, when a friend suggested camping in this region, I was keen to explore. Going to the Ghats has the uplifting feeling and this time to an unexplored part was like the icing on the cake.

The region lies between Shimoga and North Kanara (Uttara Kannada) districts; Sagara or Sagar is the nearest town to the famous Jog water falls. Like the coffee plantations in the Coorg belt, this region is famous for its acacia plantations (betelnut).

It’s a six hour journey from Bangalore to Sagar ; one can reach by an overnight bus or car. From here, our camping site was another half an hour away at Nandigodu; next to this is Heggodu which is home to the popular travelling theatre, Ninasam.

We were to camp in the fields of Ganganna(Gangadharappa), a farmer who owns land in Nandigodu.

Ganganna, like hundreds of other farmers, lost his land when the Linganamakki Dam was built. However, he has been quite resourceful and has shared his traditional home with tourists who use the facilities at this home and camp on his fields. Of course the monsoon is an added attraction for the travellers as the sowing season begins.

This eco escape is the brainchild of Nidhi Tiwari, an avid traveller and writer who wanted to give something back to the community she belonged to. She started a couple of eco tourism projects that promotes the ecology and culture of the local region. With a trained team picked from the local community, she aims at building awareness of the local communities and the travellers.

Ganganna’s home

His century old home reminds one of old Mysorean and Manglorean style of housing with low tiled roofs and small wooden doors.

Sitting in his ancestral village home, one can observe a small flower garden, beyond which is open fields dry during the summer. Far beyond that are acres of green betelnut trees. Life is hard here but for an urban visitor, the greens and the fields paint a soothing contrast to the urban chaos of Indian cities.

Some customs were familiar; I could relate to the Ganganna’s mother collecting flowers from the garden for her daily puja. It reminded me of my paati (grandmother) who went through the same routine everyday albeit in our tiny urban home in the 80s.

Activities

The main attraction of this place is the Sharavathy backwaters. A few kilometres from the camping site  is a huge water body. Our guide, Ganapathy, enlightened us that this is the Sharavathy backwaters released from the Dam. To our surprise the water is very sweet and warm.

We were given life jackets. “It can hold a hundred kilos” informed our guide. So with the jackets on we floated, swam, played all under the watchful eye of our guide. For a person who has never swum, I was able to manage thanks to Ganapathy. The feeling of being in water is that of elation; it was only during the return three hours later that our limbs started to ache.

The simple home cooked food that awaited us was simply delicious. Rice, chapathi, kosambari, palya rasam , sweets and the inevitable banana freshly cut from the trees in the nearby thotas were delicious from start  to finish. Needless to say that we did a full justice to it.

Heritage

There are two historical towns in the vicinity of Sagar – Keladi & Ikkeri. Once a powerful kingdom that ruled the coastal & central Karnataka, it became a vassal to Mysore Kingdom during Hyder Ali’s reign. Today, these towns are famous for the centuries old temples built during the reign of Keladi chieftains. Keladi has a museum next to the temple that is home to many inscriptions and statues that were found around the region. An auto ride from Nandigodu to these towns can cost around Rs 300-400.

Nidhi’s team has other activities too – trekking, rope climbing, culture and heritage tours. However the main attraction of this place is certainly the backwaters.  With the monsoons coming up (June-July), it would be just the right time to travel up there. There is another camping site that’s much more remote & pristine. Maybe it’s time for a second visit.

 
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Posted by on May 24, 2011 in adventure, ecology, india, travel

 

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Pavagadh – Let the mountain sink!

This is a sequel to the Vadodara post.

Around 45 km from Vadodara stands a huge hillock – Pavagadh. Standing at a height of 822 meters,it is home to a Kali temple that draws thousands of devotees. There are also remains of a fort settlement on the hill.
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Posted by on February 10, 2011 in cities, culture & heritage, india, travel

 

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Vadodara or Baroda – apart from its famous university

My travelogue on Vadodara aka Baroda, Of the regal past, was recently published in Deccan Herald’s Sunday Supplement.

Here’s the unedited version.

The Queen Regent Jamna Bai was relieved. The terror reign of Malhar Rao was finally over. That he had tried to poison the Resident was the final nail in the coffin. Now, she had one more task –of choosing a worthy successor who would rule the Gaekwad Kingdom wisely. Among all the boyschosen to become the next Maharaja of Gaekwad, she found young Gopal Rao very promising. Andshe had made the right choice. Gopal Rao became Sayaji Rao Gaekwad III, the Maharaja of GaekwadKingdom. Under his rule, the region at large and its capital, Vadodara (Baroda) thrived.

(Image Courtesy: Google maps)

Baroda or Vadodara lies in Western India, 120 km from Ahmedabad. It is also the former capital ofGaekwad State.
The city’s progress can be divided into two segments – before Sayaji Rao III and after. Sayaji’s reignin Baroda was during 1863 to 1939.
Lakshmi Vilas Palace


Hence my first stop was at the majestic Lakshmi Vilas Palace in the heart of the city. The Palace wascommissioned by Sayaji Rao and was architected by an Englishman, Major Charles Mant. It wascompleted in 1890. The Hindi speaking guide narrated the story of the dynasty in the flattering tone that spoke of loyaltyfor his royal employers. The Palace though open for public, is privately owned and maintained by theroyal family.
Built in Indo Sarcenic Style, the heritage structure reflects an Indo European amalgamation ofarchitecture. The paintings that adorn the entrance to the ornate Diwan –e-Khaas hall, the Italianfountain, the main staircase built with no extended support, the busts of royal family all reflect thesame feeling.


As the guide led the group from one room to another, I mentally drifted to those days when theMaharajas ruled in all their pomp and splendour. The Maharajas in full Regalia in the court, thecrystal chandeliers, the marble and granite statues, the paintings with an Italian feel to them, theportrait of the successive Kings and Regents, the various arms and ammunition used in those days.

The palace from the outside just like the city reflects the cultural amity through a combination ofdome, turrets and towers; with respect to the different religious symbols of architecture – Christian,Jain, Muslim and Hindu.
Predictably, our guide spoke highly about Maharaja Sayaji Rao III who did much to the bettermentof the city.

A Maratha King to a Gujarati township he ensured the strong cosmopolitan culturewhich the city holds is maintained. He made primary education compulsory in his state. He foundedthe Bank of Baroda in 1908 and was instrumental in setting up the first inter city railway in India,between Bombay and Baroda. He also initiated the idea of a University in Baroda accessible toall; the task however was completed by his grandson, Pratap Singh Rao Gaekwad. He gifted theKomati Baug now called as Sayaji Baug to the Baroda City. He put Baroda on the Industrial map bypromoting Textile industry.
As I heard his achievements narrated quite emotionally by the guide, it reminded me of our ownNalvadi Krishnaraja Wodeyar who reigned Mysore State around the same time(1884 to 1940).
In fact there are a lot of similarities in their rule and hence their cities – encouragement for arts andculture, importance to education, promoting economic and industrial growth in their respectiveKingdoms. In fact, the main thoroughfare in Mysore is named after Sayaji Rao Gaekwad!

(Image Courtesy: Wikipedia)
Mulling over such similarities, I walked along with the group out of the building and stood facing the Palace. It looked magnificent and somehow reminded me of Rajasthan. “You are right in a way”,replied our Guide. “The entire palace has been built using Sandstone, imported from Jodhpur”, he explained.

The Lakshmi Vilas Palace reminded me of the Amba Vilas Palace of Mysore. Sadly, thereis no write up about the place and one has to rely on the guide’s accented Hindi. The only one audioguide instrument is slow with the music fillers more than the description.

The greens around the Palace are now converted into a golf course. An outdoor auditorium is rentedout for weddings. The Fateh Singh Museum next door, once the school for Princes, consists of anexcellent collection of Ravi Verma’s paintings, much of them are portraits of the royal family. Theone that caught my eye was a couple of horses with two princes that looked different from differentangles.
That the Gaekwads loved the railways is evident by the fact that Maharaja Pratap Rao Gaekwadhad a three km long mini railway track around the Palace grounds to ferry the young Princes andPrincesses from the palace to their school. Built by Mr Bullock the owner of Survey Border andCamberley Railway in 1936, it made its maiden run in 1941 on the third birthday of Maharaja RanjitSingh Gaekwad. A scaled down model of the train stands proudly in front of the Museum.

History before Gaekwads

However, the history of the city dates even further back. The city was supposed to be created on thebanks of Vishwamitri river, named after the famous Sage Vishwamitra. Today however the town’smain water source is Ajwa lake.
The region’s documented history dates as far back as 812 AD when traders settled in this region. Theregion was ruled by Hindu Kings until 1297 and then it was ruled by Independent Muslim rulers untilthe Mughals conquered them. It finally fell into the hands of the Marathas who reigned from 1732until Independence when the Kingdom acceded to Indian Union.
Baroda Today

(Image Courtesy: Wikipedia)

Baroda is better known to day for its University. Its huge dome looms large inside the city. The day I was in the city, Venki, the Nobel laureate was giving a lecture in its premises. The Universityhas a number of courses ranging from performing arts to sciences. Predictably the areas where itsstudents’ hang around have a very lively ambience.


The old city area is very crowded and thrives as a busy shopping place. The streets are extremely narrow and many old houses are built in the typical old Maratha architecture, snugly fit, complete with narrow wooden staircases and a rope to hang on to! The busy area can be compared to Bangalore’s pete (Chikka pete) where every house has a shop andvehicles are driven through the narrowest of lanes.
The main language of the city is Gujarati; however the cosmopolitan group also speak Hindi. As is the case of every town or city, the bungalows in the new city are being replaced by set of apartments.

 
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Posted by on February 10, 2011 in cities, culture & heritage, general, india, travel

 

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Mt Abu – A Gujju Picnic Spot in Rajasthan

Mt Abu (Arbuda) is as popular to Rajasthanis & Gujaratis as Nandi Hills is to Bangaloreans. Just 58 kms from the neighbouring state of Gujarat, this mountain and the surrounding Aravalli range are home to some of the highest peaks in Rajasthan. The nearby Guru Shikar stands tall at 1722 metres above sea leavel. There is a small Dattatreya temple on the peak.

It is also home to the famous and most intricately carved Dilwara Jain temples. The temples were built during different periods from 11th to 13th centuries  and dedicated to Jain Tirthankaras.  There are 5 temples inside the Jain complex. The oldest one, Vimal Vasahi, was built during the 10th century by Vimal Shah, a minister in the Chalukya period. On the left as one enters is a Hastishala, featuring a row of elephants sculpted in 11th century by a descendent of Vimal Shah.

The carvings inside each temple are simply mind blowing. The work has spanned across decades in each of these temples. Jain Tirthankara statues, Jain stories, Lotus petals – each inch of the white marble is so intricately carved that the Lonely Planet India writer describes – “it looks like you could break it off and eat it”. Unfortunately camera is not allowed inside.  The temple opens at noon! and yes, there’s no prasadam or theertham here as my hungry kid found out.

Another famous tourist spot in these mountains is the Nakki lake. A huge lake surrounded by the hills, it is heavily marketed and the tourists can enjoy boating to the loud Bollywood music in the background.

Unlike Nandi Hills, Mt Abu has a huge variety of restaurants. Right from small fast food places to upscale hotels. There’s even a Cafe Coffee Day! After a week of dal roti, I  had been to Sankalp, a good South Indian restaurant chain, and polished off a delicious bisibelebath in Rajasthan at a height of ..mmm.. who cares

Homestays & Hotels we stayed at:

Jaipur – Rawla Homestay

Pros - beautiful home just off the main road & yet away from the city hustle, good food, great ambience & easy on wallet.

Con - Hot water for the bath sometimes trickles from the tap; but shower works (I couldn’t fathom the reason for this)!

Udaipur - Jagat Niwas Hotel

Pros – Superb location (ask for a lake facing rooms), roof top restaurant, very near to the palace & touristy areas.

Con – Narrow hilly roads. SUVs might find it tough to navigate here. Costly, (luxury comes with a price), yet worth it.

Tips & Tricks

Food

Never expect local cuisine at a luxury hotel since it caters to high end visitors.  The hotel restaurants are great for a leisurely lunch or dinner with a lovely ambience, but not for those in a hurry. Lonely Planet comes to rescue sometimes on budget eats. However remember the writers are mostly western and will give a thumbs up to good European food.

Explore, ask around, check out the market areas that are usually dotted with many hotels. If you want to play safe, try the restaurant chains that you know & have eaten at. Most importantly, drink a lot of water. Even in winter, western India can be quite hot.

Fees, fares & tour

Ask at your hotel reception the approximate cost for the tour, guides’ fee , taxi fares etc. Ability to speak hindi is an advantage. Guides usually take you through shopping areas or shops where they get a commission. Buy only if you have to. Unless government owned, bargain. If you dont know how to bargain, dont buy.

 
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Posted by on January 31, 2011 in culture & heritage, india, travel

 

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Udaipur – the powerhouse of the Rajputs

Udaipur – founded by Maharana Udai Singh II, when he lost the famous Chittor fort to the Mughals. A picturesque city set amidst aravalli hills, surrounded by lakes, a rich culture and a famous history. I was very excited to leave the more commercialised Jaipur to experience this land of Rajputs. Added to the fact was that we had booked a suite that faced the famous lake Pichola.

Journey

Udaipur is 401.4 km from Jaipur. Travelling from Jaipur, one has to take NH8 route. However that day, the road was blocked due to Gujjar protests. So we took a slightly longer route from Pushkar, via Chittorgarh on NH79.

I was very keen to see Chittor – the doomed fort town which withstood more than three attacks by Mughals. But the most famous tragic tale is that of Rani Padmini who fell into the pyre(jauhar) with other royal ladies while their husbands along with the King Ratan Singh committed Saka – fighting till death a losing battle with Alauddin Khilji, Sultan of Delhi.

In fact, the doomed tale of Chittoor led to the founding of Udaipur.  During the third raid on the fort by the Mughals led by Akbar, Maharana Udai Singh II ran away from Chittor and founded a new city, Udaipur in the foothills of Aravalli range. Since it was well nestled among the mountains, it was safe from the ravaging Mughals.

While the stories are very interesting and full of drama, the landscape is far from it. Going on the NH 79, the scenery appeared dusty, arid and with occasional dry bushes on either side. The bright burning sun gave the final composition to the stark region; we had not even touched the desert region! I dreaded to have a flat tyre in this highway.

Still, it was a good journey, atleast we were in a car! Imagine crossing these regions on a horseback! I loved the stark contrast of the landscape with the colourful clothes the people wear here. While the journey was uneventful, the last leg took away much of my enthusiasm of arriving at Udaipur. Thanks to the President of India!

It seems, Ms Prathibha Patil, our honorable President had arrived at Udaipur to offer prayers at Jag Mandir, the lake temple. This resulted in the inevitable traffic jam that usually occurs in such occasions. The last few kilometres of tarred road looked like a badly packed closet with every kind of vehicle trying to nose its wheel into the last inch of space left on the highway. So what should take 30 minutes took us 2 painful hours of crawling at the speed of an ant.

We finally reached the hotel at 11 in the night and my son went to sleep without dinner – well, atleast in a comfortable bed. Thank you bureaucracy!

Jagat Niwas

The next morning, we rose from our beds to appreciate at the location of Jagat Niwas. The heritage hotel overlooking Lake Pichola was right next to the huge Udaipur Palace. Our room was the lowest one that had box windows jutting into the lake. Sipping chai and looking out, it seemed as if our room was precariously perched on the water.

As I wandered around the courtyard, I spotted a huge tulsi plant with a traditional katte (platform). Jagat Niwas hotel, like every other hotel in this area, was once a haveli. Build in the traditional style with an open courtyard in the centre and surrounded by myriad suites, I suspect this corner to be a ladies’ section. The hotel is a very popular one and one needs to book in advance, especially if you want a lake facing room.

Lake Pichola

Lake Pichola is a vast lake 3 miles long and 2 miles wide.  Perched high on one side is the huge Palace and smattering set of heritage buildings that are now hotels. On the other side one can see the ghats, Jagdish temple and in the far end, one can spot the Sajjangarh fort, a summer home of the Mewar royals which is also a good spot to enjoy a good sunset.

The lake however is man made and built in 13th century, by Rana Banjara who evacuated an entire Picholi to form this lake! Lakes such as these were then used as water sources (for bathing, washing etc) other than providing a surreal ambience.  Very beautiful and picturesque, this lake can however get completely dry in summer.

The lake has two islands that are home to Lake Palace and Jag Mandir. While the former is now a hotel, the latter is a small Shiv temple with a restaurant and calm instrumental music wafting in hot afternoons. An obvious delight to have lunch at.

About the food, be warned, since most of the tourists here are foreigners, the heritage havelis and the palace hotels serve continental or standard north indian food. To try a local cuisine, one has to leave the lake side and visit the inner areas.

After a series of dal bhatis, we craved for some idli dosas and visited a south indian hotel in the market area. Surprisingly it was great food that we did full justice too! In the western part, look for Gujarathi hotels, they would also serve good South Indian food. I loved the colourful chutneys(atlest four!) that they serve before the main course is ready.

City Palace

When you go for a boat ride on the lake Pichola, look at the palace from a distance. The huge palace complex appears atleast half the size of the hillock nearby. You’ll get a rough estimate of how huge this palace is. A local guide said with pride that this was the largest palace in Rajasthan & the second largest Palace in Asia! I can vouch for his pride but am not sure about the fact:)

The Palace is actually a huge complex of palaces built during different eras spanning over 300 years. The ‘Rai Angan’ was the first to be built by Rana Udai Singh II. Consequently the Fateh Prakash Palace, Krishna Mahal, Mor chowk etc have been built in different eras. As one enters the palace through a three arched gates (Tripolia), there are several toranas in the passage that leads to mehak chowk. These were then used to weigh the kings and an equal amount of gold was distributed among the people. No wonder the locals like there royalty so much!

The passage leads to a huge courtyard which is often hired for private weddings. Though lucrative for the Palace upkeep, it does take away the royal ambience that goes with such huge palaces. Some of the palaces here are hotels. Check with the reception in advance if you plan to have lunch here since they get booked for private parties where general hungry public are not allowed. Its quite a distance from one end to the other here, so be prepared & keep your rucksack full.

Apart from Udai Singh, the other famous King of the Sisodia clan is Maharana Pratap who defeated Akbar in the battle of Haldighati. The Mewar dynasty is quite long and the stories make a charming book that can be taxing even for a history buff.  My advice, take a guided tour – if you get tired, make it across two days for a couple of hours in a day each.

Sajjangarh

(image courtesy: Wikipedia)

This hilltop fort is actually a hunting lodge cum palace of the Rajputs, built by yet another Rana, Rana Sajjan Singh. Perched on the very top of the hill, its interiors are stark, unlike the beautiful City Palace. However the tourists visit this hill top fort for its views of the udaipur city and the magnificent Sunset.

I like the sunsets in Rajasthan. Unlike South India, which have skies with passing white clouds that give a haze to the brightness of the sun, the Sun in Rajasthan is magnificent and hot. Its the only thing that decorates the sky. And at 6pm (atleast in winter), one moment its there and the next moment its gone, taking away the heat and making way to the coolness of the moon. I’m not being poetic, the Sun is.

Udaipur City


The best way to know more about the old city is to walk everywhere. While the recent added areas are much like any other modern Indian city, the roads in old area near the Ghats have deceptive narrow roads that almost seems to lead you into someone’s haveli turned hotel. Along the small lanes are shops that sell almost everything – colourful clothes, bags, handicrafts and also ‘fast and furious internet’ connection. Massage Parlours are very popular here and some of them tout the Lonely Planet recommended badges.

While the entire area has a venice like ambience, with every nook or corner leading into an charming haveli, I was taken aback with the aggressive driving in these matchbox like areas. An area that was originally planned for pedestrians have very little of them today. Two wheelers, rickshaws, tongas, cars and even small tempos zip in & out of the urban maze! Enjoyable until you get caught in a traffic jam.

Just one advice to Indian tourists. Most of the LP recommended restaurants serve good continental food. So dont just go by the LP rating – see what kind of food you would prefer.

 
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Posted by on January 27, 2011 in cities, culture & heritage, india, travel

 

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A Bussy Tale

(Image courtesy: Citizenmatters)

Blame it on the Environment day or my active conscience pricking me; for the last few days I have been travelling by bus from office to home. So far it had been great, the bus service is more frequent than auto rickshaws in my route and there are several new Volvo buses, BIG 10 and JNNURM sponsored sleek ones. My bus experience has been pleasant, similar to bus travel in the Western countries.

Yesterday, however, it was a different tale. Waiting for nearly 10 minutes, I couldn’t find any new buses that could take me home. So I caught the next bus that came along with a sign board that said ‘Yelahanka’. The bus seemed empty. Unluckily when my turn came to board the bus, I could not spot any vacant seat. I bought a ticket and stood silently behind the driver seat, in front of the motor. So far, so good. More people came in and left the bus at next few stops but, alas, no place to sit.

At the Hebbal bus stop, several people rushed in through the front door. The bus was suddenly very crowded and I could hardly stand. It then dawned to me that it was a Doddaballapur bound bus & hence the rush.

It must have been a regular commuting time for them & they were waiting for this very bus.

A little boy stood beside me, stamping my foot whenever he lost balance. A lady kindly elbowed me when she had to find the right change for the ticket. Another girl, although tall, had to hold the bar in front me so that I could smell her armpit. I amused myself by comparing her oscillating hand to a car windshield’s wipers. After a few minutes of braving it, I gathered enough courage to request her to hold the rod above my head; she obliged to my request by moving a quarter of an inch.

So there I was, standing on one and a half feet, trying to keep my nose away from the moving hand, avoiding elbows and generally looking at the roof which was the only sparsely occupied space in the bus. It was then I spotted the Kannada translation for ‘LADIES’ label above the first seat. It said ‘LADIES’ & ‘Angavikalarige’ (for handicapped). Very true. We were handicapped for space in the bus. Oh, the painter must have been an enlightened soul!

 
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Posted by on June 18, 2010 in bangalore, cities, travel

 

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Bengaluru Infinite 2010 – a photo contest

I dont usually write promotional mails but this one is an exception.The organisers are from Bangalore Weekend Shoots (BWS) group, a popular city based photography enthusiasts.

Bengaluru Photo Contest

This contest is organised by www.infinityF.com, open to all in Bangalore. It’s to be held on on Sunday, Apr 25, from 8 am to 8 pm. The rules of the contest are fairly simple. Each participant gets 4 themes. You can shoot from 8 in the morning to 8 at night, you can photograph any aspects of Bengaluru, in any public space, based on the themes. A participant will be allowed two photographs per theme. There is an entry fee of Rs. 100

For more information visit http://www.infinityF.com

 
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Posted by on April 22, 2010 in bangalore, travel

 

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The story of Magadi Ranga

Magadi KempegowdaMagadi, now a small hamlet near Bangalore, was once the home an refuge of Kempegowda – the man who built a fort in Bengaluru and placed it on the map as an important trading centre.

However, Magadi, just like Bangalore is much older. It is famous for a temple built for ‘Magadi Ranga’, the Lord Ranganathaswamy, built during the time of Cholas.

As one enters Magadi, a street on the right lazily meaders towards the temple. The temple complex is typical of those times. At the right of the entrance is a kalyani with steps leading to the water. The courtyard is quite spacious, reminds one of the bygone era, where temples just like any public buildings were built with much importance to its design and architecture; unlike the temples that spring over footpath in the city today.

Magadi Ranganatha Temple

One has to leave the footwear near the entrance. Don’t expect old world charm from the folks here. They are very wise and would be happy to share the money that a city dweller brings in. Everyone from the lady who ‘guards’ the footwear to the gurkha and finally even the priest is out to get a few rupees.  Only the Lord stands mute amidst this religious marketing.

Inner GopuramAs I entered the inner courtyard, the inner gopuram was clearly old styled and different to the colourful outer one. Many temples have mixed architectural styles that show how the temple evolved during the patronage of kings during different periods.Inside the temple

Inside the garbhagriham, to my surprise the usually reclining pose of Lord Ranganatha is standing upright here! The priest then enlightened me that this Lord was ‘Pashchima Venkateshwara’, ‘west facing Lord Venkateshwara’.Lord Venkateshwara

The Lord here, however, was alone. The Goddess, Padmavathi was worshipped in a different garbhagriha. At the back of the main deity was a small reclining deity of Lord Ranganatha, who has made the place more famous than the standing lord. A boy priest gave me theertham(holy water) and mentioned that the idol keeps growing – atleast that’s what he has heard from the older ones. Hence the name ‘Belayo Ranga’ (growing Ranga). The explanation seemed to me more convincing about the priest than the Lord! The idol is so small that even the lord here has one leg folded!

Belayo Ranga

No one knows the reason why this temple is more famous for the small idol of Ranganatha rather then the main deity. There is a story that this place was hastily renamed during the time of Tipu Sultan’s reign who knew only the famous Ranganatha who presided in Srirangapatna, his capital! Of course like all charming stories, it has no facts, atleast not that I know of. Here’s a link from Alemaari‘s blog that i liked.

Once a bustling town that flourished under Kempegowda, the place Magadi is now a sleepy town famous for its history. Don’t expect a flourishing tourism industry here like Hampi. Its an ideal place for a picnic or a hike in the nearby hills of Savandurga. For a decent meal, one has to come back towards the Bangalore City which is not more than an hour by car. One could also try Ruppi’s Resort off Magadi road, near the Dodda Alada Mara (Big Banyan tree).

 
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Posted by on April 16, 2010 in bangalore, culture & heritage, travel

 

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Up in the Air – 10 happy moments

This is a sequel to my last post. My list of the ten best experiences I had during those trips round the world.

1. Friendly Immigration Staff

Immigration desk is one dreaded moment, where you feel that you are virtually at the dock, teetering between the ship and land. You feel like a person awaiting the judgement in the court. With such thoughts in mind, when I stood at Aus Staff, I loved the way he welcomed me – “Hmm, first time to Australia? You’ll love it here” – with a broad smile. Wow, I felt like I was a visiting dignitary. New Zealand too was great. The staff said they love the Indian Masala! Whoever says Aus are racial should stand at the US immigration; to them we are aliens until we get the stamp of approval! Not just I, even Bill Bryson thinks so.

2. Concerned Airline Staff at Hong Kong

It was my first flight & I did not know the difference between transit & immigration area. A friendly Sri Lankan passenger directed me to the United Airlines counter. She was a concerned mother hen. She showed me the transit boards and asked me to return back to the counter if I couldn’t find the area. I loved the pampering especially when you are travelling alone with no family or friends.

3. Upgraded to a First Class since the Economy was full.

This happened at the LA Airport. The flight was overbooked (don’t ask me how). I had a valid economy ticket to Delhi but there were no seats! The harried lady said that she’ll put me on the flight if there were any cancellations or else they would have to accommodate me on the next flight. Someone in the First Class cancelled and I was upgraded, much to my surprise, without any extra amount!

4. Heavy baggage checked, without any fine.

It was in Frankfurt, the most harried transit stop in the world. My cabin luggage weighed a lot. I would have to shift it to cargo if asked. But the sweet staff person just told me go ahead.

5. Lovely Weather at Los Angeles

Wearing a pink Salwar Kameez , sitting in a window seat of a small plane as the sun shone brightly, it could have been a flight from Mumbai to Bangalore; except that I was flying from LA to San Diego and felt completely at home. That’s the thing about California.

6. Fantastic view of the land below. Worth getting that the window seat.

If you fly from India to Europe in daytime, don’t sleep. Get a window seat – a ring view to the colourful landscape of Europe – the plains, the Alps, the huge lakes. It’s a free National Geographic documentary without the TV.

7. A friendly conversation that cuts the travel monotony.

An old Chinese saying says that a good conversation can cut the travel time(atleast that’s my bad attempt at translation). I have never met a handsome dude, on any flight, who charmed me with mentally stimulating talk, a la romantic novels. But the most memorable conversation was with an uncle whose daughter taught at UCSD, San Diego. His vivid description of UCSD almost made me want to enrol as a student once more.

8. Engrossing movies on long journeys.

I watched a Bond movie, Friends episodes and an interesting French movie on this flight. I was so engrossed that I missed a meal!

9. Widely spaced seats even in Economy so that you can stretch a bit.

This must have been on an US airliner. It was a Boeing. Wonderfully, the economy seats were spaced a wee bit away from the usual ‘packed sardines’ type of model. Believe me when I say even a few inches away is good.

10. Hot Idlis for breakfast on the last mile back home.

It was a long international flight that landed in Mumbai at Midnight. Early next day, I was on a Jet flight from Mumbai to Bangalore. The stewardess brought hot steaming idlis & lovely coconut chutney for breakfast. I was home.

Up in the Air  – 10 happy moments
 
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Posted by on April 10, 2010 in general, global, travel

 

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