My tryst with myself and Pokhara before heading towards Lumbini – Travel diary 1 Nepal

It was a Saturday before Christmas (2018) that I wanted to visit a Buddha land for whatever reason.

The plan started from Varanasi, Sarnath and ended booking tickets for Nepal on the following Sunday. Guys, I have already been to Bodhgaya, which one of blogs do talk about... Well this time, i don’t know, but I take it as a strong call that came from the Buddha’s birthplace Lumbini.

And here was I, at the Kathmandu airport, struggling to catch my flight to Pokhara, which I did board after losing my lovely sheep wool stole.

Kathmandu Airport

Pokhara is definitely enchanting, beautiful as well as cute starting from the airport where there was no luggage belt to pick the luggage from... to the lakes and people around, which I will elaborate in detail later.

Pokhara Airport

 At the airport, an old man was there, struggling amidst the passengers.. in a small waiting room kinds. His duty was to give their luggage away post checking and confirming the same luggage number as on the boarding pass to the sticker pasted on the luggage.

Zostel Pokhara

 Zostel Pokhara was my home for two days there – well it was my first experience at a hostel space. As I was first time on a #solotrip, Pokhara was indeed very alien on the very first day, which was apparently the Christmas day. However, it was all flawlessly managed somehow. From the second day and onwards, I just immersed, not just with the simplicity of people, but with the unsoiled people, culture and heritage of the terrain....

In front of a restaurant in Pokhara on Christmas near Anand Chowk

Enjoying Christmas Solo At Zostel

Next Blog to follow soon with interesting "xxxxx "to follow soon J ..... till then stay tuned!  

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Life’s #trek in calm hills of #Garhwal

Hand-in-hand with closed ones, in pursuit of rejuvenating effects of nature and its beauty....

How? Read on...

Life becomes the most beautiful when your entire family is with you. Yes, this time, every branch of my paternal family tree appeared and the leaves bloomed together.... to make their presence at the house warming function of our re-built home in #Bhararidhar, a village in #PauriGarhwal, #Uttarakhand.

Our beautiful home in the middle,painted in English pink! 

 Unquestionably, my grandparents must have blessed us from the heaven and felt even above cloud nine seeing the congregation of their kids, grand kids and grand-grand kids at the renewed ancestral home.  Yes, more than 30 of us travelled up the hills to feel the ‘feeling of love and respect that each of us carries for each other.’

Even our two-year-old #Chiya, with ten-year ones like #Hrishu and #Kuckoo, felt equally enchanted and rooted. Besides, other kidos like #Ady & #Naishu and #Arshi & #Adu paired up to have their own-styled chill thrills. None of the parents looked concerned about their kids as we were in the purest of the pure lands, where God is there to bless us with pure souls around (in the form of our people in the village who live very simple and are away from the city’s dinting rays and hustle-bustle).

Now talking about us- the ‘grandkids’, who struggle, literally 16X7 in the city including travel time, with barely 6-7 hours of sleep, to make the living look respectable enough...... looked to be the happiest souls after reaching the ancestral land. Why? Obviously, because we were aloof from our day-to-day tensions for whatever days we spent together.

Enjoying morning tea in the serene environment

Some of us must not even have had realised a life like that.... where we wake up with the chirping of birds, sip morning tea/coffee under the blue sky with gossamer clouds and amidst serene greenery, savour food which is made from fresh veggies from the fields- immersed with love and laced with pure ‘ghee’, and at times, walk together to reach the peak of hills or down hills to the river. Yes, life looked beautiful there! 

I don’t want to bore you..... with what all we did, but will certainly share our Unforgettable Adventurous Day- The trek through river and unmanned fields on the second last day of our stay in the hills. Notably, it was monsoon season and the rains drops poured at their own whims and fancies.

It was August 14. The house warming puja was successfully performed by our paternal panditji, followed by the village lunch. Now what next as we were to return to our homes in Delhi/NCR the next day?

We all decided to make the day memorable one by doing some masti. As our kids were after our lives to go to see the river which flows at the foothills, we decided to go there to experience a joyful afternoon with some photographic actions and carefree thrills.

The trek through the hills (The adventurous journey to follow...)

After chit-chatting, throwing up jokes on each other while sitting in the fields adjacent to the hills, dancing to the tune of the bluetooth #JBL speaker which was adulterated with the gurgles of the river (I don’t know the name, but it’s a sub-tributary of river #Kosi) that was flowing alongside the terrace-farmed foothills, posing for to-be-framed pics and taking few dips the river water, which kind of soothed our souls, we all decided to move to #BhagwatiTaliya, a place that houses a small market for the day to day needs of about 25 villages. The idea was to have a #noodle party with sips of aerated drinks.   There were two ways to reach there: One was the long-way, to begin with climbing up the #Bhararidhar hills and then sliding down; and the second one- presumably short-cut, was to walk through the fields adjacent to the river. We decided to choose the latter; thanks to my dear 13-yr old cousin #pappu who lives in our village only, as he overconfidently guaranteed a way alongside the river.  

All of us together for a pic by #Pappu

#Pappu- our jungle boy,
who was instrumental in our
scary adventure trek through the river

And, we started! We had to cross the 18-feet-wide (maximum width) and three-feet-deep (maximum depth) river to move up the so-called barren fields, however overgrown with at least two-and-a-half-feet long weeds and jungle grass. The fun began with the thudding fall of my brother-in-law Manoj who had hopped in the middle of the river on a slippery big oval-shaped stone for safe traverse (the depth of the river was hardly one-feet at that patch). The inevitable, yet fun-loaded slips were followed by my cousins like Anniruddha and Abhinav, and thereafter continued with the drop of my newlywed sis-in-law Asha. 

Throughout the trek over the fields and river, almost all of us fell or almost fell at least once, experiencing the knee-dip or waist-dip soaking. During the journey, many of our footwear either flowed with water as we loosed the grip or they strapped off, resulting in good sales of the shoeseller at the #Bhagwati Taliya market.

Our trek pic - crossing river...  traversed many times
both sides towards our way to #Bhagwati Taliya

Crossing all hurdles hand-in- hand

Phew!!!! There was a time, when we realised that we could be in a great trouble owing to monsoons and there was no clear pathway or track to walk along the fields. The reason: Rains tend to bring out snakes from any spot or corner, and leeches are unavoidable in water.  As we were almost half-way through our journey, we were to look forward only with our prayers on, given we had kid from the age group of 5 to 13 with us.  Everyone cursed my dear cousin #Pappu for this dangerous adventurous. We felt like “Khatron ke Khiladi” (or Threats player).

The best part of this scary, yet lovely adventure trek, was: We were there for each other, holding hand in hand, supporting each other while expressing our love and care, which never reflected or was experienced in the past. The idea was to reach the destination safe. The video uploaded here can narrate the entire story about our adventure-filled experience (Courtesy: Abhinav and Anshuman - my brothers for helping me with the making of this video and Tanya- my colleague for putting the small videos together. It's my first video, am yet learn its art. And thanks to everyone in this video for the the most memorable and cherishable trek of my life) 

However, the journey also, saw unpleasant slips of my two cousins, one-by-one in a deep trench, dupably covered with dense shrubs, yet, we all reached completely safe at #Bhagwati Taliya. There we ordered maggi and cold drinks. As it was to take about half an hour to cook for 21 of us, we, instinctively, thought of paying visit to the nearby #BhagwatiMaa temple.  Now I realise, our energy was impeccable. As per our parents who first scolded us and then said: “Our Gods protected us and we were naturally pulled (though unplanned) towards the temple for expressing our gratitude to the Gods and Goddesses there, for our safe return.”

Last but not the last, a big thanks and lot of gratitude to my lovely parents and my uncle-aunts, who joined hand-in-hands whole heartedly to accomplish my grandparents’ dream, which clearly reflects in our beautiful home and our wonderful family! 

Garhwal was, is, will remain beautiful!

A travel to Garhwal awakens the purity in you…

Dense green pine forests, blue cloud-patchy  sky, cool breeze, all add to the beauty of  Garhwal!   

Terrace farming in #Bungdhar, a village on the way 

to  #Bhagwati Taliya 

Note these: Dancing trees, fresh breeze, green stepped paddy fields, unsullied  water flowing through round and oval stones in the rivers, white temples crowned with red flags and their respective boundaries adorned with chimes & bells, snow covered Himalayan range, blue sky at times coupled with gossamer clouds and the beautiful people of #Garhwal!

The Chhoti #Deeba temple, built in 1650

Yes.. all these elements are more than enough to inject energy-by-nature into ones’ veins. Visiting #Garhwal for me is getting rid of the urban hustle- bustle, and what best could be the time than a long official holiday. This time, it was the Holi weekend.

A walk through #Deeba hills! 

On March 23, 2016, we left from our home in Indirapuram, Ghaziabad at 5 pm in our car and reached Ramnagar at 10 pm. The idea was to stay overnight and relax our muscles; also, as we had two kids and senior citizens (my parents) travelling with us. We re-started the journey towards our native place (#Bhararidhar, a village in Pauri Garhwal) at 4:30 am. 

My roots, my beautiful village #Bhararidhar!

We crossed #Corbett National Park, Mohan and Marchula, and moved up the hills touching places like Jadaukhand, Dhumakot, Deebakhaal, Deeba Dand, Baijro, Kanera, Chaukhal and finally, reached Bhagwati Taliya at 10:00 am to put the final breaks to the car and pull up the hand breaks.

The full-moon night made our travel all the more special, bright, cheerful and well-guarded. 

There were two best experiences, which not everyone is lucky always to encounter, while driving up the hills.

Moon is setting. It’s 5:30am

 How Moon goes to sleep and Sun wakes up?: The serpentine road travel offered us a chance to see the unfathomably hiding moon in the west and the eloquently rising sun in the east. This occurred between 6 am and 6:30 am.

Sunrise: frame-it moment! It’s 6:15am

It was an experience to comprehend; how darkness ultimately translates into brightness, how untainted breeze brushes through your soul and mind, to bless you with clarity & wisdom and resonate a human, a #Buddha, in us. The entire family was out of the car to capture the beauty and inhale the purity. Sumptuous indeed, it was!... to see how moon hid in the sky and sun rose far off behind from the mountains.

Wild goats grazing the green patches: The white and black wild mountain goats, numbering up to 150 plus, manned by just two, grazing amidst the pine jungle, was a sight seen once only, in a lifetime! Though, my husband was blessed enough to see it the second time. “Last time, about six months ago, these goats had blocked my road for almost 10-15 minutes”, he said.

A herder tending mountain goats counting more than 150. I loved the sight!

Ashok and I, holding a kid! 

First it showed restiveness, 

but later  it felt comfortable;

 it understood the warmth 

that we tried to extend.

But I bet, the exquisiteness of the latest display by the goats was unparalleled! And, the drive through the jungle with sun sprinkling its lustrous rays through dense sky rocketing pine trees, quenched our thirst for the nature!

Naisha clings to her Nanu to reach out

 to a bell in premises of 

The chhoti #Deeba Temple;

 the echo of the bells was soul-soothing

 ……We drove further.... for 3.5 more hours from #Deeba Temple to #Baijro, then #Chaukhal  and eventually reached #Bhagwati Taliya, a central place that serves about 25 villages around it, with shops for grocery and other necessary items, a higher secondary school, government hospital and beautiful ‘Maa Bhagwati’ temple. To reach my paternal village #Bhararidhar, we had to climb up small hills and pass through terrace fields, which demands 20 min to 30 min exercise on foot.

#Bhagwati Taliya, which hosts to a small market, a school, 

medical facilities and labour hub

I can’t express enough my contentment the moment I put my feet on the pious land. I hand reached my destination. How I wish I were to spend my rest of life here only…. I would have felt accomplished! It feels heavenly getting back to your roots. Everyone looks equal, though still living a pastoral style of life. Yes, people get up as soon as the first ray of sun touches them; they are done with their breakfast by 7:30 am; and could be seen on fields around 8 am. Besides, cattle rearing and livestock management go hand in hand.

Mom and I relishing the beautiful moments!

I loved being pampered by all my near and dear ones in my village. What I all did was- Eat, sleep and enjoy the beauty with long walks climbing up and racing down the hills, while capturing everything… every mood and sight I could. 

Kids playing #holi! Hrishit, Naisha and my cousin Pappu (right)

My kids were all by their own, I didn’t even have to worry about them as they were in their secured native premises. Even the sight of snakes didn’t dampen their spirits. Yes, they collectively saw a cobra of 3.5 feet and then a very small one of about half a foot.

Nothing feels scary..... as the Gods and Goddesses of this holy land are meant to protect every one, visiting and residing here.

What I didn’t like? Not as many people are living in Garhwal as once used to be. Reason? People have migrated to cities for better livelihood.  And, without people, villages give a sad look.

Parched Terrace fields

Besides, I hated looking at various parched and barren fields; they give an awfully gloomy look. Schemes like #MGNREGA have caused more damage than benefiting the villagers. Roads are being built across villages for better connectivity but the quality is not at all satisfactory. People leave their fields to find employment at the road construction sites. Resultantly, neither the fields are flourishing, nor can the newly built road infrastructure boast of durability. …And gullible villagers are becoming more gullible in the process as they feel rewarded earning nuts while laying roads.

Also, I didn’t like the modified flat roofed cemented houses that most of the villagers have built now, losing on the aesthetics of traditional #slate roof structures.

A plain area - the first #helipad of Garhwal;

 the place is called #Dhumakot;

 the area behind encloses

 the Intermediate College 

List of Must Experience Places/Sights – On way to Bhagwati Taliya from #Corbett National Park- (Bhagwati Taliya is 145 kmts from Ramnagar)

Temples- Badi Deeba (Deeba Khaal/ahead of Dhumakot), Shivalaya and Maa Bhagwati Mandir (The latter two temples are near Bhagwati Taliya)

River- Any small tributary can give you the feel of a pristine river harbouring ice-aged water

#Sunrise and #Sunset Points- The best scenic point could be seen in Kaful Gair village and Jogi Mani Village

Snow covered Himayalan range- The sight looks best from the Jogi Mani Village

Visit to a villager’s Kutcha house – Any; check with your hotel person if he could help

Cowshed- Any

Helipad- Dhumakot, is the place that marks the first helipad of Garhwal

Sumptuous chole; we savoured them at a

 roadside stall in Jadaukhand village

What is must to eat/drink?

• Butter Milk laced with garlic and green chilly salt – Try anywhere
• Eat Black Bread (Kode ki roti) soaked in Ghee with green chutney – Try at a villager’s home, if possible
• Chullha cooked daal and rice  - Try at a villager’s home, if possible
• Cholle, topped up with chopped onion, are a must try – A small shop, on the road, in Jadaukhand village (On way to #Baijro from #Ramnagar) is famous for the cholle
• Egg Samosas- They are a speciality of a shop in Dhumakot market, forgot the name (Sorry)
• Tea- It tastes god at any roadside stall/shop.  

Accomodation

There are only a few small hotels/resorts on the #Marchula road, but that’s quite ahead of our final destination #Bhagwati Taliya. If one plans to stay at Marchula, then one won’t be able to explore the beauty of main Garhwal and understand people & their culture as Bhagwati taliya is about five hours journey   from  Marchula.

If you aren’t a native of the place then you need to be sweet-smart enough to find an unadvertised lodge/small room for your stay ..... on the way (passing through villages like Bironkhal, Dhumakot, Baijro, Syunsi, Chaukhal, Bhagwati Taliya etc).

Caution: If you aren’t a nature lover or a bag packer, please go somewhere else! For this part of the world, you need to believe in yourself/your God, be a risk taker and a charmer to charm a villager/shopkeeper who could organise your food and stay. This needs to be arranged during the day light; the moment it is dark, the villagers are enclosed within the four walls of their homes.

Route

Ghaziabad (NH24)-Moradabad-Kashipur (NH121)-Ramnagar-Corbett National Park- Garjiya- Mohan- Marchula-Salt Mahadev-Jadaukhand-Dhumakot-Bironkhal-Deebhakhal-Syusi-Kanera-Baijro-Chaukhal-Bhagwati Taliya

Time taken (Ghaziabad to Bhagwati Taliya)

8-10 hours by car; 12-14 hrs by bus

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Want to broaden your horizon? A visit to Bodhgaya, Rajgir and Nalanda can help you do that...

Entrance- #Mahabodhi Temple, #Bodhgaya

Sunbathing on a secluded sandy beach while sipping a Blue Lagoon can only fulfil one’s materialistic desires but not the holistic ones. If your “Rendezvous with life’s reality” is still unmet, then a travel to #Gaya, known to be one the major tourist attractions of #Bihar, could help you realise that. This blog may read like a dry piece to most of you. But at some point in life, I am sure the blog piece, will be remembered.

The #Mahabodhi Temple- inside view

#Mahabodhi Tree

I always wanted to travel to Gaya, to visit #Bodhgaya and the temples & monasteries in the vicinity. #Gaya is located 100 kmts to the South of Patna and known to be the second largest city of Bihar. The place, situated on the banks of the Phalgu River, will appeal to all those who value peace, harmony and people.  

I visited #Bodhgaya with my mother and kids, in January 2016 (January 9-11). It was a different feeling altogether... as if we were destined to visit this World #Heritage Site. Situated in Gaya District in Bihar, Bodhgaya is the same place where #Gautam #Buddha is said to have attained enlightenment under the #Mahabodhi Tree (It’s Peepal Tree). It’s called to be the most important of the four main pilgrimage sites related to the life of Gautama Buddha, the other three being – Kushinagar, Lumbini and Sarnath.

The vibrant #Mahabodhi Temple, in #Bodhgaya

We visited #Mahabodhi temple twice, on January 9 and 11. Truly, it’s an abode for people seeking peace, wisdom and clarity.... an encounter with one’s real self! Sitting in the shade of the #Mahabodhi Tree, at the backside of the #Mahabodhi Temple, was my dream, which I could accomplish. I also chanted “Nam Myoho Renge Kyo” sitting at a corner, inside the temple and also outside, under the tree! To chant #Nam Myoho Renge Kyo is bringing forth the absolute fundamental energy of life while honoring the dignity and gravity of our ordinary lives.

We had reached Gaya from Delhi via Sealdah Rajdhani, before 5:00 am on January 9 and travelled to Gaya the same day. We headed to #Rajgir and #Nalanda University at 9:00 am on January 10, booking a taxi for whole day. It was a three-hour journey by road. Rajgir resonated history with ruins of #Bimbisara’s Jail, #Swarna Bhandra, #Maniar Math and #Ajatshatru’s Fort. Rajgir was the capital of the Magadh when Patliputra was not formed. The place cosies up with Buddhism as well as Jainism. Besides being a famous pilgrimage for #Buddhists, Rajgir also has some very beautiful Hindu and Jain temples. We loved the harmonious monasteries built by the Japanese Devotees in Rajgir.

#Maniar Math in the back drop

Another attraction of Rajgir, which I had heard about, was the ‘ropeway’, which takes one uphill to the #Shanti Stupa. We could not experience the same as small kids were not allowed on the trolley cars and also, the ropeway appeared very shaky and unsafe. Besides, other deterrents included the long queue to access the ropeway and single traveler ride at a time. 

We reached Old #Nalanda University, around 3:00 pm, which is known to be one of the earliest Universities in the world founded in the fifth century. The remnants of the splendid university still resonate the history with 10,000 students and 2,000 teachers in the premises, once upon a time. The entire University campus was said to be spread over 15,000,000 square meters of land, however, only 10% of it has been excavated so far, and the rest of the ruins are yet to be unearthed. Also, it’s said that it was blessed by the presence of the Buddha too; in fact one of the major subjects taught at this international residential university was Buddhism.

We walking through the sprawling old #Nalanda University! 

Ahhhh!.... a walk in the ruins of the university, took us to an era that saw India imparting knowledge to the world - the era when India was a coveted place for studies. The University is said to have flourished during the 5th and 12th century. 

I bet, anyone can fall in love with the sprawling campus that showcases conscientiously maintained ruins with beautiful lawns. In fact, this was the only area, during my visit to in Bihar, which spoke of mesmeric greenery and blue sky adorned with gossamer clouds.

Beautiful moments – My mom, son and daughter seemed to be on cloud nine!

Kids appeared on cloud nine! Left no chance to leave a single monastery for posing, jumping around and capturing all the captivating ruins in their cameras. 

A group of #Buddhist monks – Chanting!  ... while sitting in the middle of the  sprawling  #Nalanda University

The moment the sun started setting, the ambience looked all the more beautiful in this centre of #Buddhism. I saw a few Buddhist groups who looked as if waited only for the dawn..... to chant vigorously. The echo of the chants was as soothing as resounding bells of a temple ... as calming as the singing birds...!   Well, I also didn’t lose on the chance... sat on square shaped platform- built of red bricks, possibly a remnant of a dormitory.... and started chanting #NamMyohoRengeKyo!

Can’t express how deeply satiated I felt! Truly, the twilight that evening was majestic! None of us wanted to leave.. how we wish we were there for ever,.... far away from the insanely busy cosmopolitan life! We moved around 5:30 pm after requesting a gentleman for clicking a final group picture of ‘we four’, in the ruins of the #Nalanda University.

Our final pic in the ruins of #Nalanda University!

On our way back, we had delightful dinner in the food court of the only mall in #Gaya, called as #APR City Mall. The next evening we had to catch our train but before boarding it, I desired to revisit the #Mahabodhi temple. 

And, we spent our entire afternoon in the premises, on January 11. Good that we went there as we were meant to witness the World Peace Prayer 2016 happening in the premises of the temple. The temple looked superb with the floral decor and people (monks) robed in saffron colour. Small kids in monastic robes looked edibly gorgeous.

Our last-day in the temple went awesomely well. My mother was busy looking after kids; kids were busy playing around the wish pole with their temporary monk friends; and I was busy rejuvenating myself sitting under the #Mahabodhi tree, yet again!   

Kind of a wish pole... kids kept themselves busy throwing coins over the pole... And celebrated with incessant claps when a coin could make its way up to the top and rested there.

Last but not the least, we loved the people of Bihar, their innocence, their helping nature! ..,and, of course, the appetizing and delectable food of the city. I liked the small budget hotel where we stayed @ INR 1300 per day plus food charges – Hotel Durbar International, near Gaya Railway Station. The food, though simple, speaks love as well as quality, in this hotel.  People who want to go to on a day-trip to Rajgir and Nalanda from Gaya, must hire a taxi. It comes at a cost of INR 1800-2000 for the entire day, and the driver knows what/where his visitor wants to visit. 

When a Garhwali weds a Kashmiri.....

Thanks to India for its rich cultural diversity. I recently experienced a different culture, attending a Kashmiri Wedding in Jammu.

All thanks to my co sister for pushing me to attend this wedding, this November 2015. Her brother tied knot with a gorgeous Kashmiri girl. Being a witness to such a rich cultured wedding, I realised there is so much, which many of us haven’t experienced.

The Paharis (Garhwalis) were sweet enough to let the wedding take place with all Kashmiri rituals. I believe, we too wanted to gain familiarity with their tradition and customs, besides extending comfort to the bride and her family.

Best Part of rituals:

When we entered the venue: As a part of welcome, the groom was overloaded with the garlands by all from the bride’s side. Poor he couldn’t do anything except passing broad smiles to all.

The amazingly sweetest part of this module of wedding course was... when we saw the arrival of the bride during the same time, yes, at the entrance itself. The couple were blessed by all their relatives, especially the groom as he had to accept the shower of garlands againJ. And, I believe, at one point of time, his neck also refused to accommodate any more garlanding.

The blessing ceremony during feras: It covered the couple with a shawl and all the elders showered flowers on them, literally making mountains of yellow ‘genda’ flower petals over their heads.

The soaked Kashmiri walnuts as Prasad: I never knew walnuts could hold so much of relevance for a wedding. And, they were delectable.

As in any other Hindu wedding, this wedding too consisted of pheras in front of the sacred fire, amidst mantras. After this, the couple had to feed each other with rice and finally, the Vidai had taken place. So the ‘Kashmir ki Kali’ is an integral part of the Garhwali family now.

But one question still hovers over my head and knocks my brain, ... how would the groom ever get an idea of what his Kashmiri in laws or respective relatives are talking about? Are they passing some loving complements or comments?.... As the language sounds little unadorned & strict.... I really found it difficult to understand.   So, good luck groom J! 

Yet, the bottom line of any successful wedding is 'understanding'.. when the hearts meet, nothing else matters. So, the awesome newsome couple.... I wish you a nice travel through your beautiful married life! 

Travel to #Chopta... you will be satiated for lifetime!

I belong to #Uttarakhand and hence, my love for hills can never take a back seat. But at times I don’t like travelling through the serpentine route, especially when rocky mountain tries to pounce on me from one side and there is a gravitational pull from the river flowing down the hilly route one the other side. Well, it’s a delightful experience when you have naive green trees on both the sides, with sun rays filtering through gaps between their branches and leaves.

Our first view of  #Chopta!

The access to #Chopta right after #Ukhimath (which is a small village and a pilgrimage site in Rudraprayag district of Uttarakhand) offers the most amazing driving pleasure with a zip and zap move after every 2-5 seconds. Enchanting beauty of the pine, deodar and rhododendron forests and mountains covered with sparkling goldenish silver snow gives a captivating pictorial appeal altogether.

I had only thought of visiting the place sometime in the offing, but it will happen so soon I never knew....Well, we were to go to Nainital in the first week of October for vacation, though there wasn’t any booking but some kind of juggaadd was there, certainly.... The bags were almost packed to leave by 5:00 am in the morning.

Around 12 midnight, my husband impulsively said, “let’s go to Chopta”. We were off the cuff. “Let’s Pack up for Chopta and leave in an hour’s time”, Ashok said. I had my jaw almost dropped, but I was thrilled too. And we two along with two kids began our journey at 1:35 am.

From Ghaziabad it’s about 380-400 kilometres journey, which of course isn’t possible at one go. Driving via Meerut, Rishikesh, we reached Byasi around 6 am. We had light snacks there and then moved to halt at our (Ashok’s) maternal uncle’s place in Shrinagar. As Ashok was feeling sleepy I took over the steering wheel and drove up and down the scary hills till a few kilometres before Shrinagar where we reached at 10:00 am. After taking the much needed rest to drive ahead safely, we left for Chopta at 4:00pm.

Moving towards Srinagar from Byasi

We passed by the Srinagar dam at the Alaknanda River, which has a capacity of generating electricity up to 330 MW

Kids had real fun in shopping what not..., I should say, from the road side shops- toffees, chocolates, sweets, chips and drinks. They were enjoying equally while listening to Pahari and Bollywood songs. And when tired, they were sleeping cuddling over each other.

Kids too tired....

Place ahead of Agastyamuni, on our way to Chopta

Passing through Rudraprayag, around 6:30 pm the darkness fell and it felt scary driving on the hilly roads. We had complete faith in God and were equally brimming with our passion to reach Chopta by 7:30 pm or 8:00 pm max. There was no hotel/camp booking but we were only moving ahead.

Darkness fell; we continued driving to reach Chopta. The snow covered mountains excited us more to continue....

Around 7:15 pm, we received a call from a well-wisher who was trying to arrange accommodation for us. “Madam please don’t go beyond Ukhimath. Find a lodge and stay there tonight, as I am unable to get in touch with my people in Chopta due to bad network”, said Mr Bhandari. Though, we had already driven 15 minutes forward. But we listened to him and took a U-turn.We spent the night (October 2) at Anushree Lodge, which was quiet descent and too economical with home-like food.

Beautiful morning captured from Anushree Lodge's rooftop, sun is yet to rise though...

The morning looked incredible at Unkimath. The silver peaks of Himalaya mountain range, clear sky and the sun showering its untouched rays on us... was breathtaking. “Oh it’s nothing. Reach Chopta and then realise what’s nature’s beauty about”, said another traveller who was staying at the same lodge.

It's morning October 3, 2015; we set to move towards Chopta from Unkhimath. On right is the Anushree Lodge we stayed at

We started ... and in another 40-45 minutes we reached Chopta. “Woooooooo... awwwwww !!!!! I am sure nothing can be as marvellous as this place”, I said to Ashok. Kids were overjoyed too! It’s a natural treat to eyes, with views of snow adorned #Himalayan range, 8790 ft above sea level. Also called as #MiniSwitzerland, it's a must for all wanderlusts; thankfully, it’s still not a commercial travel spot!

Kids were overjoyed too to visit the mini Switzerland of Uttarakhand

A base for tracking to Tungnath, which is the third temple of Panch Kedar, which lies 3.5 kilometres away, Chopta looks even more beautiful on way to this temple. During the hiking to the temple, the scenic beauty of silver-lined peaks of Panchchuli, Nanda Devi, Nilkanth and Kedarnath, just hypnotise you.

Entrance to begin tracking to Tunganath Temple

As we had no strength to track with two kids, we hired mules that helped us reach the temple, though I would recommend people to walk up the hills to enjoy the track and capture the serenity and splendour of this place. I missed on capturing various beautiful sites during our journey from Chopta to Tungnath and then, way back.

I loved clicking this pic!

Incredible #Chopta!

Half way to Tunganath, we took a break for 10 minutes at this point

Hey... we had the most delicious food while the mules took a break half way to Tunganath. MAGGI!!!! Though it was still to be relaunched after an extensive ban all across the countryover concerns of excess lead levels, but we were lucky enough to slurp the Maggie noodles in the cold weather.

Enjoying Maggi!

Don’t miss out on the access to heaven like spotI must tell avid travellers not to miss a point, where you feel that you are about to enter heaven... it looks as if the track pathway ends there, and the gossamer sky is there to embrace you.In fact the entire track to the temple gives you that heaven like feel.. you tend to believe you are in cloud nine.

Looks as if the temple is placed somewhere in the sky, amidst gossamer clouds

#Tunganath is known to be the highest #Shiva #shrine in the world. Its literal meaning: Lord of the peaks, speaks for it. The most amazing part is its positioning in the mountains, which forms the #Mandakini river valley one side and #Alaknanda river valley on the other side.

We almost reach the temple; stairs to Tunganath

The temple!

Returning from the temple, on our wayback...

I wish to camp in Chopta for at least 3-4 days, when I go there again!