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It was not a revelation to me, as he had mentioned this to one of my cologue who, in turn, passed this important piece of information to me (though he was warned not to!). I have not been to my hometown for months, so I felt ecstatic and packed my bags. Thanks to the timely info, my tickets were ready. My mother also happened to be in </span><st1:city><st1:place><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" >Delhi</span></st1:place></st1:city><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" > around that time</span><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" > and we, my mom and me, were really looking for that kind of golden chance. So, we cashed it. </span></span></span></div><p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" >In home, I found my father reading the autobiography of Dr.Yashodhar Mathpal. He told (better say advised) me that one should always try to meet the living contemporary legends. It has an entirely different effect than the knowledge gained merely by reading books. We, therefore, decided to go to Bheemtal to meet him and visit his museum of art and folk.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" >The next to next day, by </span><st1:time minute="0" hour="11"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" >11am</span></st1:time><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" > we were in Khutani which is about 2 km from Bheemtal. The weather was very hot and sultry in Haldwani. Up here, suddenly we felt the drop of mercury and really rejoiced. What a heaven! </span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">We met Dr Yashodhar Mathpal there. He, with his full grown white beard, looks almost like Rabindra Nath Tagore. I guess he should be around 75 without a wrinkle in the face, a sign of the zeal for life! He is a painter, archaeologist and a writer. He looks after the maintenance of the museum and also the visitors, single handedly. In short, he is a ‘one man army’ for his art and folk museum. There are two floors in the museum. The lower one had weapons of prehistoric and historic periods, rare tickets and coins etc. in display. Large model paintings of Kailash Parvat, the old hand-made clothes representing the cultural heritage of Uttarakhand, very big baskets made of different woods and many other things related to the traditional living were on display there.</span></span><br /></span></p><p style="line-height: 150%;" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;"><u><span style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:'Times New Roman';" >Home</span></u> <img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368229756078298450" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqki6S9HLPIYl5kxMPVNqlxfnPnsLYHo6xsP1674NHeQeoZTnFdCYWjgcT_eGbBXTgp1vcigVImyvKCoFmuVKaI-js3ZATEIoAJgmO_n57PHACBp-DyR6ntvklX3XovGddTUj34eHE8JVI/s320/DSC04504.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"><a name="0.1_graphic06"></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">The upper floor has his paintings decorated in a large hall. Beautiful! The topics of paintings were themes from nature, some were related to the festivals of Uttarakhand, and some were depicting conditions of women folk. Some were related to the conflict of mind and soul. The most important were related to his PhD work i.e. gufa chitra of Madhya predesh and lakhu uddyar of Uttarakhand. He has also made a lot of sketches. </span></span><br /></span></p><p style="line-height: 150%;" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;"><u><span style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:'Times New Roman';" >Way towards Old museum</span></u><br /></span></p><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368227709933817506" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTb_bWU2Z9qVa4CVMOnD0wpUQ_fliyAevO3FS-LZJzgPZKSWoCexkmyVb3MpLpTNmYnrgbZWBo4lI43SEGHDGWzobRMXzpaWxI_rcyosRWn2kK3XE-ZHgPwf6YpQLRYEauj63uWC1VoajN/s320/DSC04521.JPG" border="0" /><br /></span></div><p style="line-height: 150%;" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"><v:stroke joinstyle="miter"><v:formulas><v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"><v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"><v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"><v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"><v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"><v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"><v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"><v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"><v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"><v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"><v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"><v:path connecttype="rect" gradientshapeok="t" extrusionok="f"><o:lock aspectratio="t" ext="edit"><v:imagedata title="" src="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cadmin%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_image001.jpg"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Then he took us to his old museum. It was separate from his new one. A lot of models and paintings were there too. It was my first chance to visit this type of place. I bought 7 greeting cards having the pictures of his paintings. These are meaningfully beautiful. I wondered why we don’t have a lot of people of his kind to see and meet, and that too during our childhood; and why I did not get the chance to meet him earlier. <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></v:imagedata></o:lock></v:path></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:formulas></v:stroke></p><div align="justify"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" >Interestingly, I got to know that my father has only one passport size photo of his father. In the photo he is pictured with my grandmother. My father told me that when he took the picture some 40 years back, his mother protested and requested to leave hukka behind. She did not want a photo with the hukka in hand. But he did not agree. So, in the photo he is holding the hukka and this it is covering about 1/4<sup>th</sup> of his face. This was his last and perhaps the only photograph. Soon after the photograph was taken, he died. My father wanted to have a painting of his father with hukka part removed and with face filled by imagination. He showed the photo to Dr Mathpal and requested to make a painting. Dr. Mathpal said it was a bit difficult as the face was not fully visible and it’s very hard to imagine but promised he would try his best. Then we bid adieu (our goodbyes) and moved towards Bheemtal.</span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:130%;" >On the way back, we noticed the increasing traffic. When you are in a place with cold breeze, you feel the smell of petrol and diesel even more. Roads are too narrow for this kind of traffic. If you are a pedestrian you have to be extremely careful and rely on “stop, wait and watch” strategy as taxi drivers are reckless, young tourist mass is too self obsessed, and extremely educated administrative mass is myopic to think of anything. The fate of our country!</span><v:imagedata title="" src="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cadmin%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_image001.jpg"></v:imagedata></div><p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:'Times New Roman';" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span style="font-size:130%;">We had our lunch by the side of the lake. It was homemade chane and paranthe. We enjoyed it. If we knew the weather could be so pleasant, we would have come with lots of other edibles. It’s unbelievable to see the difference in weather between 35 km. We had a cup of tea and delicious bhuttas there. We spent some 2-3 hours, enjoyed the divine beauty took so many photos and started our journey back.</span></span></span></p>the world my way.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303233792979737736noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089315507752341465.post-19068489385311900662009-06-29T09:22:00.000-07:002009-07-22T00:20:41.150-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieq4_VWqP1n1fosAs0JSJR0UJ4OqtPwN0HAVLDqJoIAWZC7d9H3dD1wuYk8GWWMCi62-85KkNYMMf9FPQ8Zxqxesa0jrYNc9t-8LxCzqi0Z-gyNMia_5cY-0RG2Bzbyakd3cpiyKUb3Dr2/s1600-h/IMG_2460.JPG"></a><br /></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#330033;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352786844299194242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIzqfVf_4yViO9jUK7xmCM1cdvQ8lcR9YwEEjluvIwjkgCcK3EYQuYzUSxknULCpAtvuNSlod-RF3vyYx0RJH7va3uSWavr_MkdM6XG5PpVhWEA0d3H0LmkV2BKBxSOHlcwnQiD2fQR_kk/s320/DSC03859.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#330033;"><br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#330033;">Amritsar<br /></span></strong><a href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?view=att&th=1222a7e8d502c85f&attid=0.1&disp=attd&realattid=f_fwir27o10&zw" target="_blank"></a><strong><span style="color:#330033;">21st March-22nd March </span></strong></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#330033;"><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><span style="color:#330033;">From Delhi, among the ‘overnight journey’ places is Amritsar (distance 447 km). And, if you wish to get a glimpse of ‘not so old’ history, ‘not so old’ religion, and our ‘always fresh’ patriotism, all in one bundle, I am telling you guys go there. You will thank me later.<br />How we made this plan is an interesting episode. On the day of Holi, only Rachna and me were in our hostel. As always, we discussed all our faraway fantasies. Then suddenly we made a list of the places we wished to visit. We checked the distance of the cities and our chances of going there. The next day Rachna booked the reservation (fastest girl) . Thanks to the ladies quota offered by IRCTC. It always helps at the eleventh hour. I never plan my journeys and frankly speaking totally depend on this. Many of my near and dear ones have warned me thousands of times not to take this quota for granted and suggested me to try to plan ahead. But till today it has never ditched meJ . Anyways… we got to and fro reservation in Golden Temple Express for the five of us -Rachna, Jency, her mother, her aunty, and me.<br />Departure time of Golden Temple Express is 7 pm from Nijamuddin railway station and it reaches Amritsar at 7 am. And from Amritsar it starts at 9:30 pm at night. We started with our bags and home-made food (thanks to Jency). As this was March end, and just a day before it had rained, the weather was very pleasant. This added to our enthusiasm. This journey was an escape for me from Delhi too. I am always a little tensed during the starting hours of any of my secretive missions. But soon we started chatting, and playing antaksari, and I forgot all the terrorists of my life:D. We had a delicious dinner of poori and sabji around 9:30 pm. Soon after the dinner, I went up to my berth, the uppermost. From there I saw Jency, her mother and aunty praying their night ritual. Christians are very deeply devoted to their religion and have strong believes and that too without any external force. This has always fascinated me. Soon after that I fell asleep.<br />I slept like kumbhkaran. This always happens with me in trains as before every journey I always have to finish so many things at the last hour that makes me exhausted. Once, when I was going to my hometown haldwani I fell asleep soon after the train started at 10:40 p.m. and got up around 7 am only to find myself alone in the compartment. To my surprise, Haldwani had already been crossed. Anyways that was another story. Here I was free to sleep. These nice people wake me up just 5-10 minutes before our destination. I thanked my lucky stars for my friends. The train was late. We got down at Amritsar at around 8:30 a.m.<br />By 9a.m., we were on the premises of the Golden Temple. We were asked to deposit our bags, remove our shoes and get our heads covered to show respect to the Almighty. We went towards the main entrance. After climbing some stairs, we got the first glimpse of the grand temple which was shining beautifully. “Hey, here it is!” we shouted. It was a thousand times more beautiful than our expectations. We were all amazed with our eyes wide open. We took so many photographs of the first site. Temple surrounded by large Sarovar, known as the AmritSar (Lake of Holy Water). To reach the temple one has to take almost half a round of the talab. </span></div><span style="color:#330033;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352790164629221074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQXUXO79RazvK9IOpVgK5uBm-5alNpN6-rLRodbtOONo2efYCJkx_hTQUBn8oc9NoBHIa2MI9T0-QEz7BuYl8VdldX-69OLV1kru7lcuNHaVxec929FKgV8B9ybc-7Pd61l9kxbQ_vOE93/s320/DSC03871.JPG" border="0" /><br /></span><div align="justify"><span style="color:#330033;">We watched lots of fishes lurking in search of food. They were bright red, white, and blue with patches.<br /></span><a name="0.1_graphic08"></a><a name="0.1_0.1_graphic08"></a><br /><span style="color:#330033;">We saw people praying by the side of the Pavitra Talaab. We bought Prasad. The famous halua made with desi ghee. It was tempting. We thought that since we were very much in time we were not going to find crowd there. We reached the main entrance of the temple. To our surprise thousands of people were already in line, waiting for their turn. They were shouting “Jo bole so nihaal sat sree akaal”. Line was moving slow but was satisfactorily obedient. It took us some 2 hours to reach the inside. Thank god! the sun was friendly with us. </span></div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="color:#330033;">We entered the temple. The first sight of the Swarn Mandir is still alive in my eyes. Just beneath the grand chandelier, the beautifully decorated holi pustak the “Guru Granth Sahib” was kept. Around 20 people were reciting the guru-wani. The sound of guruwani made the ambience serene. We went upstairs,took some photos secretly. Did a parikrama and went back. Outside the temple area are a number of shops. We bought amritsary badi- papd , some kadas and kurtas. My mausi told me later that the badis were very delicious. </span></div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="color:#330033;">It was 12 in the afternoon, and we were informed that the famous Jalianwalabagh is very near. We crossed the road and started for it. .We took for lunch delicious paranthas with layers of butter, just outside the jaliawala Bagh. Jalianwala is around 200 metres from the temple. And its entrance did not provide any clue for what lies inside. We asked a watchman if this was the Jalianwala Bagh. He said yes. We entered. The passage was very narrow and it was the only entrance. That’s why on that fatal day(</span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/April_13" target="_blank"><span style="color:#330033;">April 13</span></a><span style="color:#330033;">th, </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1919" target="_blank"><span style="color:#330033;">1919</span></a><span style="color:#330033;">) those who were inside could not flee. Here the history is kept safe and alive. The sign of bullets on the wall has been marked and kept as such. We peeped inside through the window on the wall surrounding the Shahidi kuan. A martyr’s memorial was also there in the Bagh. And the entire Bagh was surrounded by a high wall and by some old houses. It was more like a park than bagh.<br /></span><a name="0.1_graphic09"></a><a name="0.1_0.1_graphic09"></a><a name="0.1_graphic0A"></a><a name="0.1_0.1_graphic0A"></a><strong><span style="color:#330033;">Wall with bullet signs </span></strong></div><span style="color:#330033;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352795537797695794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXyRGgjyxZBehXHYT_OMLMtOBTA3tEQc7jZGQp3p17aqN5FFyfh6p2PXDQucW346OeCbSeP5FRpDbICRsZpbBwx6KjI4fg4YmktlN7jyKVEjaxWxfoeovFpuf6ZuXe_OGj11zwv-nnlUzg/s320/DSC03895.JPG" border="0" /><br /><strong>Martyr’s memorial </strong><br /><br /><br /></span><p align="left"><span style="color:#330033;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352791909322394482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_GtkNsDm7d50qO__Ct3gMrl59tKYdQXF1_F0DfUO496fDtIdnk4hf2NftHaWJDEHoEL9zYJ8L5wK5awiVPybj5-DEwdbxBRy9ktIQEqO7aip-dT4uNGjq2FHB4qFpD1zyx6IF_TRggSKT/s320/DSC03890.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="justify"><br /><span style="color:#330033;"><strong>Martyr’s memorial</strong><br />We were there till 2:30pm. Then we moved out, hired an auto for Model town temple and Wagha border. It is some 20 kms from the main city. The Model town tample has all the gods and goddess of India. It even has a Vaishnaw devi surang. Rachna and I enjoyed all the tunnels. It hardly took an hour. We then started our journey towards the Wagha border. The popular show at the border starts at 6 pm. On the way to the border, our auto-driver showed us the famous khalsa college, and India gate that is still half built. Near the border, he pointed towards the Pakistan’s railway station. We were all thrilled. We got down at around 4 pm with still a lot of time in our hands. We took noodles in one of the many restaurants. We left our bags in this restaurant and bought national flag and tricolor caps. To our surprise, we were informed that one can exchange Pakistani currency here.<br />A huge crowd was waiting there outside the main gate, which is opened just 10 min before the ceremony. It had always been my dream since childhood to watch this. I had learnt about this ceremony first time from a series broadcasted in DD named Surabhi. It was my favourite programme those days. We all were very excited and thinking about our strategies to enter and grab seats. We decided to run at the fastest possible speed as soon as we enter. The place where the ceremony takes place is around 1 km from the main gate. I had been unwell for some days, and was still unable to run fast. But still I was determined.</span></p><div align="justify"><br /><span style="color:#330033;">When the gate opened, we all ran and got the seats in the first row. We were overwhelmed by our initial success. From here, we could see the Pakistani side, their flag and their population. Patriotic songs were being played from both the sides. Then, a session of narebaji took place. We yelled Bharat Mata ki jai, jai hind and, jai Bharat. Suddenly we got filled with </span></div><span style="color:#330033;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352790963944733330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirmysuiLAyIt2vmugr1LMbihaR9oFzZ2lc8WVWZMyHiysj9UlPi4mxgAsCYsFghTTte7SgPrExAwedNIjJJdZe99u5WEHkvOPypj2If-5t9FE3_4NK-1ULvOsEoLx_KbN8TDiljpffmDku/s320/DSC03937.JPG" border="0" />the spirit of patriotism. It was unbelievable to see that all the barriers were being crossed by the people as the place is overpopulated. The situation was a bit chaotic. And all the people suddenly rose to their feet to watch the ceremony and nobody cared to listen to the announcer who requested everyone to sit down. The army men tried hard to bring the situation under control, but it was all futile. We could hardly see the happenings. With the help of lens, we could see an army man taking the flag down and rolling it. He, then, ran with the flag and kept it inside a room of border security forces. </span><div align="justify"><br /><span style="color:#003300;"><span style="color:#330033;">We rushed outside. Our auto driver was waiting for us. It took us almost an hour to get outside the area as there was no place to move even for as small a vehicle as an auto. It was around 7:30pm. Temperature also fell down and we had to put our jackets on. Our return journey started at 9:30pm.</span><br /><br /></span><a name="0.1_graphic0B"></a><a name="0.1_0.1_graphic0B"></a><br /></div><a name="0.1_graphic0C"></a><a name="0.1_0.1_graphic0C"></a>the world my way.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303233792979737736noreply@blogger.com4