"When you are inspired by some great purpose, some extraordinary project, all your thoughts break their bonds: Your mind transcends limitations, your consciousness expands in every direction, and you find yourself in a new, great, and wonderful world. Dormant forces, faculties and talents become alive, and you discover yourself to be a greater person by far than you ever dreamed yourself to be." - Patanjali

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Gangotri

So I went to Rishikesh, Uttarkashi and Gangotri after going to Haridwar. As a more structured way of posting let start where the Ganga starts - at Gangotri.

The bathing ghats, the white domes of the mandir and the colossal peaks of the mountains in the background. The entire town of Gangotri consists of one very commercialised street stradling across both banks. The other side to this bank is filled with accomodation places.

I was at the bathing ghats at 7am, collecting some Ganga Jal (the water), and just dipping your hands in for 2 seconds was sufficient enough to make it turn blue. But I tried holding the canister for 10 secs only for the container to half fill. Out of nowhere this pandit-sannyasi comes along, does his pranaam and starts pouring water over himself with a container. In a perfect exectution of separating the mind and body he just continued through the cold, towelled himself, and continued on with no fuss. Was breath taking to watch.



Here's that money making street...

The Shiv peak at 4:55am, still covered in snow, in May, pointing to what I think is the Morning Star? Or is that just a myth?

The might Suraj Kund. Its quite amazing actually, when you sit and watch the force of the Ganga. If you were to fall in here, it would be all over, I'm afraid to say...actually the rage is that intense, that at night I thought someone had turned on some electric motor, but after a while it clicked...
And finally, the mandir itself. I found it a bit uninspiring, preferring a view of the Ganga from the bathing ghats...

Sunday, May 21, 2006

Space Filler IV

Can't upload pics at the moment, so heres something I had saved for a rainy day such as this...

This pic was taken on the ferry crossing from the West Bank to the East Bank of the Ganga...I wonder what he's thinking about...do you guys care to suggest what it may be?

Friday, May 19, 2006

Expressions of the Tiranga II

On a mango box in Rishikesh...

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Expressions of the Tiranga

It struck me recently that there are more Coke and Airtel signs then Indian flags around India. I found that very disappointing, but understandable, considering you don't make money by waving the Indian flag around.

However, after a bit of observation and thought, it struck me that people just express their patriotism slightly differently. I mean you don't need to wave a flag to show you're patriotic. You just have to look out for it. The signs are everywhere!

Anyways, so getting the idea from a book called "Tiranga" by Samar Singh Jodha, I hope to put up pics of the way different people show their patriotism, especially with reference to the Tiranga.

Here's the first, from Shimla (apt I thought, considering the cities role in India's Independance)...


Btw, from what I understand, Tiranga's meaning can be broken up as: rang = colour; ti = short for teen (3 in Hindi)...so, quite litterally, Tiranga means Three Colours, which equals Tricolour. Am I right?

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Haridwar: Ganga Arthi

So I was in Haridwar. Famed in eternity for one of the places where Vishnu dropped the sacred amrut while flying on Garuda, Haridwar is also one of the locations for the Kumbha Mela.

The pictures below show the Ganga Arti at the spot where the amrut landed. Not surprisingly, its also a popular place to bathe in the Ganga.

Like most major Indian pilgrimage spots, to get a decent place to sit, one has to come early. I arrived at around 5ish for the Arthi, which began at 7. In the dusk sky the enormous, Arthi thalis (don't know the proper name for them) are quite litterally ablaze. Those who are holding the thalis occassionally have water poured over their wrists to ensure they don't get burnt.

The atmostphere around is divine with a pinch of commercialism. Offical looking officers in a blue unifrom rev the crowd up with chants of "Jai Ganga Mata ki" and then start a speech asking for donations.

The alleys and lanes surrounding the Arthi site - known as Har-ki-Pairi - are awash with little shacks selling all kinds of Hindu-related articles...you can litterally buy anything and everything. I'll have more on that when I go back in a few days.





Friday, May 12, 2006

What I've Been Up To

So I haven't written anything substantial for a while, and of late I've been in a highly emotive state, which always lends itself to good expression...so here goes...

I left CORD and the Ashram on the 23rd. I felt as though I did when I left Sydney. I'd spent almost three months there that everyone felt like family, and they took care of me, and did the little things that you take for granted when you're around the people you know and love. And when those things were taken away from me, the change was very noticebale and I felt quite cut.

Before I got there I guess, I'd grown emotionally independant....meaning that I'd just learned to live by myself and not worry about having company while travelling. But now, I seriously am missing home and people. The other day I had visions of driving on Pennant Hills Rd. And I miss driving! I miss the speeds and being able to do a 100km in an hour!

I have though, changed my mind set slightly on how to deal with the next few months. From here on, there are only a few "sectors" of travelling to go, before, well, I come home. The first is what I'm currently in: the pilgrimage stage of this trip: meaning, I just came from Haridwar, am in Rishikesh, and will go to the Yatra sites of Uttarkashi, Gangotri, Gaumukh, Badrinath etc.

When I come back, there''ll be a CHYK camp at the Ashram for a week, and then I fly to Dubai for another week. So, they're sectors 2 and 3, leaving the last sector for the rest of India...from Delhi through to Gangtok, to Konark, to Bombay, Bangalore and then home...

So thats the way I'm looking at things...not to say I'll make everything go super fast, but, knowing that there is an end in sight.

In some ways the next few months will be the most diverse and the toughest. Chardham is all about trekking to the various places (Gaumukh for example is a 19km trek each way, and comes complimentary with land slides and a comfortable 30cm wide walking path, between a sheer mountain face, and the raging torrent of the Ganga), whether I'll have a decent place to sleep, and so on. Then camp: I've always been more on the anti-social, and introverted side of things, so meeting so many new people (and hell, actually just being around people again) will be a change. Dubai: well, the heat will be enormous, but in a way, it will give me a taste of the things I miss from Aus...

And finally the Rest of India leg, will be tough just cos of the heat...its been something like 40/42/45 in Delhi and the interior will be just more of the same hot stuff...

So thats just a brief look into what I've been thinking...theres heaps more...I've been keeping that travel journey, so the rest of its in there if anyone of you could be bothered when I come back...

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Shimla II





Shimla




Thursday, May 04, 2006

Turbaned

So when I was working at CORD, my superviser got married...and I got a turban...

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Matty!

So when I was in Dalhousie, trying to find a decent place to put up some pics, I ran in to Matt Jepson, all the way from Canberra. Matts in India for about 7 months to travel and for the major part, to teach first in Kolkatta, and then in a village in West Bengal.

Matts a dinky di sort of bloke, always has a smile on his face and is full of interesting stories, either from back in Aus or of his previous travels to South East Asia.

Anyways, as seems to be the thing to do, Matt also has a Blog, so check it out. His humour and character really comes oozing out....

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Jallianwala Bagh






Golden Temple

The Golden Temple: don't really need to say much...





Monday, May 01, 2006

So...

...right now I'm in Shimla...the posts below are about Dalhousie, Kajjiar and Chamba...read from the bottom up...will make more sense...in the next couple of days will have more on amrisar, and jallianwalia bagh and hopefully, the border stuff...

btw, that email thing: i think i lied...don't think blogger can do it...

Chamba

From Kajjiar we went on to Chamba. Chamba is quite famous for hosting Aishwarya during the production of Taal. We even had a hotelier trying to tell us she did her yoga facing the sunrise, and all we could hear were the strains of Taal se taal mila...

Just a nice random bridge, now turned pedestrian by the demands of increased traffic (due to Ash?)

We went up to a a place called Jhumar, litterally 1600m straight above Chamba...all along you have these little hamlets of no more than 10 or 15 houses perched on cliff faces. Quite surreal. (and the pic looks wishy washy cos it was from a moving bus...)

More of the road up...
Chamba...
Just the three of us...dinner on the last night...


From Jhumar

Kajjiar

From Dalhousie, we - I was accompanied by Sounak and Rananjay from CORD, two of the senior Program Coordinators - went on to Kajjiar. There's really not much to do, but appreciate nature. That itself can take all day.

I really have heaps of pics to put up, but for now, I'll leave it at this...

The very Swiss Alps looks of Kajjiar...

Loved walking in the pine forests...
The road from Dalhousie to Kajjiar...

Kajjiar sunrise from our balcony...
Sounak, the NRI and Rananjay. We drove paralell to the snow capped mountains for about 15km or so. Land prices here are about Rs1 lakh (Rs100,000 = a bit more than AUD$3000 = BARGAIN!).
Kajjiar sunset...
Sunrise...
The mountains...
Wouldn't you love to live there?