The Western Edge of India

The last post I enthusiastically penned in august in anticipation of more…. more which did not happen till today. The hustle- bustle, fast pace and maddening traffic of metro life took away the time (not the inspiration) of writing… and here I am again in the middle of a “nowhere” with silence …sometimes disrupted by a nearby fighter jet on a sortie.

Amritsar happened first. The book said that Amritsar was the first holy shrine of the Sikh gurus, with over a 500 yrs history. the Golden temple is situated between a tank of “Amrit”( nectar) which was once said to heal and cure, thus its name… It was amazing to see the intricate patterns carved on the marble equaling the beauty of the Taj Mahal. Fishes in the “sar” (tank) were of different colours and hues…. the place was crowded, this being Diwali Day. The other most visited day being Baisakhi. Jallianwala Bagh was a few hundred meters away, but we skipped that and proceeded to eat the Amritsari Kulcha and Fresh Lassi, both of which angel passed over for a dosa! Quaint buildings all around with a piece of history in each.

Seema, is an ironical name for a female guard at the Wagah Border. She was one of the first to march upto the gate, which is the physical division between India and Pakistan. the thousands who had gathered to see this evening parade roared with excitement, each time a guard marched onto the gate as part of the evening drill. It was also here one could see the comparative strength of India and Pakistan, in numbers and in spirit.

The next interesting stop after a hundred kms was Dalhousie and Khajjiyar, which is said the be “mini Switzerland” of India. There was a lot of activity around today.Green meadows with horses, sheep, goats, rabbits, cows ……and people!

It is getting a drowsy day with just a few more days left of my vacation….. the connection is slow and pictures are not getting uploaded…. maybe I get time to complete this post.. maybe not.