I start with this write up on a very uncomfortable note as I have not yet been able to decide on a title for the same. Its like talking about a place whose name you do not know or talking about a person who is a stranger to you name wise. But Mumbai, the city of my dreams who I thought I knew very well and deeply, surprised me! And yes I am talking about a city that I know yet don’t know – Mumbai. This write up is about just 1 night spent roaming the so called famous area of Mumbai – “town side” as is popularly known as and going flamingo watching the next morning. The areas that you can identify with this so called town side are Colaba, Nariman Point, Marine Drive, Walkeshwar to name a few. It was a mere feel of the city’s pulse that never slows down or ceases to take a breath, infact it races on even faster leaving you gaping for breath.

Our gang of friends, the same people with whom I visited Dandeli and who are much better photographers than me, came up with an idea to photograph the ancient style constructions in Mumbai at night time. Interesting idea! We all enthusiastically agreed and fixed 30th April as the D Day as 1st May was a holiday for us all and we could carry on our photography experimentations till the wee hours of the morning. We started off late night around 9 pm, met up at a central location and stuffed 11 people into 2 cars! To hell with comfort, excitement and enthusiasm rules! As the grandmother’s (question not whose grandma) saying goes – you cannot work well on an empty stomach, we all headed off to the popular joint – Bade Miyan in Colaba with our stomachs rumbling and our mouths salivating to taste the yummy non veg delicacies. Located in a by lane of Colaba, this joint is very unlike its name i.e. it is not at all “bada”!

Just 6*6 feet stall serving a range of non veg delicacies right from chicken tikka to baida roti, bheja fry, boti kabab, tandoori kabab, and roomali rotis!






It had a limited selection for the veggies but luckily in a group of 11 there were just 2 veggies who were the accommodating types. Having placed our orders, we settled down to enjoy this meal on a small plastic table put up on the footpaths! No fancy air conditioned room, no table cloth lined dining table, no napkins, no cutlery but once you taste the food you are in another world. It was heavenly! I didn’t sample much as I made the mistake of having had my dinner and passing the chance to enjoy this yummy meal.
What surprised me was the popularity of this small food stall. People in all kinds of cars ranging from Maruti 800 to BMW had come to sample the yummy food served by Bade Miyan. The funniest scene to witness was how people came up with portable tables to hold their meals – they opened up the car bonnets halfway to rest the food on it! Must say it was a novel idea that must have kept the food hot as well throughout! Appetite sated, moods high, we headed off to start our work of photography at mid night.

We started of with the famous – Central Library built way back in 1804. It has been a famous setting in many famous Bollywood movies. Many of you must have seen Salman Khan skating by to impress Raveena Tandon in one his silly movies.












Thanks to the recent electricity conservation movement, there was very poor lighting on this beautiful monument. We did our best to capture it in the natural moonlight and tried to play around a bit with the flash lights of our cameras.
People were serious about photography and Komal, Veda, Chaitanya, Yuvi wasted no time and set up their tripods and got clicking. We got a glimpse of the famous Victorias of Mumbai.












They were so beautifully lit up and he also obliged us by pausing and posing for us. That’s the spirit of Mumbai! No one really says NO to you! Everyone is ready to oblige. During our entire halt at the Central Library we were treated to amazing fishy smells from the passing trucks. Sadly we had to wind up our antics when the policemen stopped by for a look and shooed us all away. Not to be daunted or give up, we proceeded to our next destination, Nariman Point. Being the early sleeper that I am, I was already yawning and stretching but the rest of the gang seemed even more charged up. Once again tripods were in place and the clicking began!












I tried to capture the Marine Drive, popularly known as the Queen’s necklace.












I was however fascinated by a hoarding of a seductive lady posing in the old age style on a light pole. Something about her was very synonymous with the spirit of Mumbai. I personally call her the Mumbai Temptress.












She beckons you to enjoy the spirit of Mumbai and drink in the ambience and get intoxicated so that you would never want to leave. Even at this time of night people of all kind – gangs of guys, families, taxi drivers and their families were out strolling and taking in the cool salty breeze. Sadly once again the police caught our scent and once again we had to pack up. Zipping past Marine Drive, we stopped next at the route to Walkeshwar. We had a great view of the entire Marine Drive from this point but sadly due to poor lighting we could not capture this precious necklace on film. Luckily this keeps her safe from theft. But the photography bug never rests in all of us and especially Komal. She announced loud and clear that it was group photo time and once again tripods were set by Veda and Komal and we started posing on auto mode.

Definitely we are never satisfied with just one and we went on and on for the next half hour. Once again the police were in our vicinity and we packed up before we could be shooed once again, saved our dignity this time!

We headed to Komal’s home to crash for the night. But curiosity got the better of us; we all unloaded our memory cards onto Yuvi’s brand new 7” tiny HCL laptop and started off with the oohs and aahs over the photographs. Sleep got the better of me and I half dozed listening to the chatter in the background. Komal’s mom the sweetheart that she was woke up to say a hi to all of us and make us eat grapes in the middle of the night! Good thing since my stomach was rumbling! Finally everyone dozed off at 4.30 in the morning. I hardly slept and all of a sudden all I could hear in the background was Yuvi’s voice saying “aare public utho, flamingo dekhne nahi jaana kya”! And everyone was up once again at 7.30! Had some tea and biscuits and we were out once again!

Personally, half in sleep I was wondering what, flamingoes in Mumbai? Must be kidding! And I said to myself; alright let’s go find out for myself.

We headed off to Mahul Village, ahead of Chembur. Once there we were greeted by banners announcing “Come see the flamingoes with our boat at Mahul Gaon”.












Huge red fishing nets were laid out on the way so that they could dry and not get entangled.












We got ourselves a 10 seater boat for Rs. 1200/- and headed off mid creek to go have a glimpse of the flamingoes. The irony was the huge refineries on one side, the creek with its flamingoes in the middle and the commercial area of Parel on the other side. Beauty smack in the midst of the concrete jungle!












Behind our big boat trailed a small 2 seater row boat, I kept wondering all the time why that tiny boat behind our big motor boat! Was it to save us if our big boat drowned? Kind of a life boat? Was someone else to join us? Questions questions!



We went off chugging down the creek and reached mid way where the fisherman put off the motor and anchored the boat. Then he took hold of that small boat (that had me wondering as to its purpose) and rowed it alongside our big boat with the help of a big bamboo. He beckoned 2 people to get into the small boat. Komal took the lead along with Yuvi. Komal seated herself at the back of the small boat. Next was Yuvi’s turn to get in. Somehow he lost his balance and was hanging midway with his legs in the small boat and his hands holding on the big boat! And guess what, sadly his brand new lens that were hanging on from his neck dipped into the salty creek water! It was a shattering moment as we all know how precious his camera is to him. He someone managed to crawl back into the big boat but by then his camera had decided to gulp in a little creek water. Chaitanya replaced Yuvi and headed off as the first pair with Komal to go have a look at the flamingoes up close. All the time that they were gone we kept fretting over Yuvi’s camera, dismantling it, draining the water, wiping it! It was the first time he was to use his new lens and before he could use it they went for an unholy dip into the creek. Once Komal and Chaitanya were back I went off with Georgina.

Both of us being non swimmers we were terrified of the small boat bobbing in the creek. However our boatman assured us we would be fine and the water was hardly 5-6 feet deep even though it was damn stinky. We went as close as possible and parked ourselves about 20 feet away from the flamingoes. What a sight to behold to see hundreds of these beautiful pink birds just waiting there for us.




We kept clicking pictures of them on full burst mode, click click click we went on till finally they decided to fly off and we could capture a few of them in flight mode.







The kids lagged behind and were yet to attain their pink colour. They looked a bit ugly compared to the older ones. We were back once again to our big boat and the next pair went off. Having been in the hot sun for too long and that too on the bobbing waters had me feeling dizzy! Finally I borrowed Yuvi’s cap and saved myself from having a sun stroke. The only way to pass time on the boat while we waited for others was to do what we now enjoy doing most – photography. This time the subjects changed from animals and birds to humans! And our first model was Komal, followed by Veda, Ashish, and Yuvi. Needless to say we got some amazing photos.






We returned back on shore, paid off our boatman and headed off to our homes with sleep in our heads, hunger in our tummies, and aches in our body but memory cards full of photos! In addition to all of the above I also came back with sunburn, my new found companion in the heat of Mumbai.

I am at the end of my write up and yet no title! Simply put, it was a great night out in Mumbai followed by a lovely morning watching the beautiful flamingoes.

Trailing the tiger

This was an experience of a lifetime, trailing the tigers at Bandhavgarh & Kanha tiger reserves in MP.

Bandhavgarh is a 105 sqkm park which has around 30 odd tigers and a variety of other wildlife like deers, wild boars, and langurs.

Kanha is the world’s second largest and Asia's biggest National Park spread over 950 sqkm as the core zone and another 1050 sqkm as buffer area. Kanha has a variety of wildlife like tigers, leopards, panthers, wild boar, sloth bears, wild dogs, spotted deers, barasingha (present only in Kanha and nowhere else in the world), and a variety of birds for the birders.

We started our jungle expedition with Bandhavgarh. The first day began @ 3 pm just after lunch so as to reach the park by 3.30 pm and be out by 6pm which is the park's closing time. To move about in the jungle you have an open gypsy only. To roam on foot is a strict NO NO. We were accompanied by our driver, a naturalist, Ram from the resort and the forest guide. The jungle was dense due to the just ended generous monsoons.

It was abundant in bamboos, sal trees and tall grasses of 2 types - khas (which was white at the top) & elephant grass (which was brown at the top).

The first view leaves you spell bound. You are seeing the jungle in its natural beauty and existence. No human interference at all. The roads have also been drawn up only due to the regular passage of the jeeps on them. you see no plastic no concrete!

Unspoiled and untouched! And the silence is blissful! No human chatter just the birds chirping happily, the insects buzzing, the wind rustling the trees.... the first day was kind of an orientation and we were not so hopeful of seeing a tiger that very evening. However, late in the evening when we were returning back we had a glimpse of the tigress' rear far away which had been spotted by several other tourists. This was a very hazy sight due to the fading day light and the distance. She had her 2 cubs with her as well but we were not able to spot the same. The second day began @ 5am. We left our resort - Tiger Trails @ 5.30am to reach the park by 6am when the gates open for the day. Whew the cold struck us big time but left us energised and refreshed to begin our second attempt at tracking the elusive and the mighty beast - the TIGER. There was alot of energy buzzing around in the passing gypsies since many guides had already heard the alarm call sent out by the deer. We too heard the same and it sent our adrenaline racing. We kept driving around with bated breath! Then a far away gypsy signalled the presence of the tiger and we zoomed up that path. We sat still with our jeeps turned off.

and guess what ............................. a beautiful tiger cub leaped from the grass and crossed over to the other side. wow! it happened in the blink of an eye. no movie no pic was possible at this speed of the tiger crossing. the cub was no kid in terms of its size. it was almost 3 ft long and 2 ft in height with a good built!

This sighting left us wanting more. it was like our thirst was still unquenched. thus, we followed up this with an enthusiastic and hopeful evening trip the same day. we went on trailing the pug marks, trying to locate some fresher pug marks, hear an alarm call. and we were getting really disappointed. it was darkening and we had to be out of the park by 6pm. we were nearing 5.40pm and the evening light was fast fading. we had taken a very less travelled route which was very hilly and steep and realy narrow. we were zooming down a slope when all of a sudden our driver screeched to a halt and said shhhhhhhhhhhh.... we were dumbstruck to see the tigress right in front of our gypsy just a few feet away!!!!

she was smelling away at some spray markings at the side of the road. dad was ahead in the gypsy and he stood all up on his seat to clik away at the tigress. the moment though was happy and exciting was equally scary at the same time..........all day we had waited to catch a glimpse and when it was right there it scared us all by its huge size. she was almost 6 ft long and 3 ft tall and mighty and powerful!!! she held us spell bound. we kept staring at her in silence when she started approaching our gypsy. just when we thought it would almost get atop it took a detour to our left into the bushes. i was on the left seat of the gypsy right next to the bushes and she was right in there staring at us with those unforgiving, unblinking eyes....then she moved ahead and came out again on to the road and started walking away from us all......we backed our gypsy and followed her.....her gait was powerful, it was confidence personified. wow! she even had the cheek to lift her tail n poop! then she turned the road corner and we no longer followed her but let out our breath that we had unconciously held so long lest she might hear us or smell us......

this was spectacular...........................................and words fail me.....the feeling still resides.....the feeling of excitement and the feeling of fear that she held us all in captivity by her mere presence....................

you will not be able to see the clear pic of the tigress. our luck wasnt that great and the digicam let us down when we went on clicking the tigress at close range in the fading daylight.

Kanha - we had big hopes of seeing more and more tigers! but our luck had run out. we spent 2 mornings and 2 evenings in kanha but could not spot a single tiger.

the reasons - the huge crowd of tourists, the high noise levels, the vast size of the forest and comparatively lesser number of tigers. however, we got to see some rear speices like the wild dog, sloth bear and the barasingha. although we were disappointed by the tiger we had a great time enjoying the beautiful jungle...........

At bandhavgarh we stayed at the tiger trails resort where the service was totally homely and comforting. we heard nothing but tales of the tiger and varied experiences of the people there. we were treated to a tribal dance and barbeque dinner as well on one of the evenings.

At kanha we stayed at the wild chalet resort where the service was disappointing and made us rather unhappy that we left bandhavgarh. we had a great view of the banjar river from our cottage and of course all we heard again was tales of the tiger.

Our days used to begin at 5am for the first round from 6am to 12 noon and then the second round from 3.30pm to 6.30pm. Thus, was our vacation with no TV, no noise, no pollution, nothing commercial just the nature and the wildlife. no worries no harm!
The resort used to pack us a picnic basket full of - fruits, tea, juices, sandwiches and aloo parathas which we would enjoy in the morning in the midst of the jungle at one of the nearest check posts. to litter is a strict NO NO and we used to pack up clean post break fast.

Thanks for reading through my experience and i hope you too visit the tiger reserves once in your lifetime. it will change you....it will teach you - patience (waiting for the tiger to come out of the bushes), silence (so as not to scare away the wildlife), cleanliness, respect of the nature and wildlife.....

A thrill called Rafting

The first image that comes to mind when you say the word rafting might be a lazy float down the river in a raft. Add to it the words white water rafting and you might imagine floating down a chilly river. Oh you are in for a surprise! “Lazy” and “Rafting” are words that don’t go together ever! Rafting is a pure thrill, an unparalled adventure that will leave you gasping (literally) for more (water)!

Technically speaking rafting or more popularly known as white water rafting is a recreational activity utiliszing a raft to navigate down a river or other water bodies. This is usually done on white water or different degress of rough water in order to thrill and excite the rafters.

Let us first get the technicalities in place so that we can better understand what rafting is all about and experience the same while you read ahead.

A raft (the quintessential object for rafting) is any flat floating structure for travel over water. It is the most basic of boat design, characterized by the absence of a hull. Primitive rafts were made of wood or reeds. Modern day rafts used for recreational rafting are of the inflatable variety, manufactured of durable, multilayered rubberised fabrics. They comprise of air chambers and function by the physics of floatation.

The term whitewater is derived from the appearance of the water during rafting. When the river’s gradient drops enough to disturb its streamline flow and create turbulence such as form a bubbly or aerated and unstable current, the frothy water appears white and hence, the term whitewater.

This was my second experience in white water rafting, the first being in Dandeli (Karnataka) on the river Kali. This time it was on the river Kundalika. Kundalika is located in the virgin forests below the Mulshi and Bhira Dams about 120 kms from Mumbai. It is accessible from Kolad, Roha or Durshet. The starting point is Shajey Village below the Bhira dam. We had camped overnight at Nature Trails’ resort in Durshet. From here to Shajey village was 40kms. We (I, Varsha, Kavya, Mitesh, Kamaljeet & Mamta) started our ride in a 6 seater auto at 7 on a nice and cool Sunday morning. The ride took us 11/2 hours. On the way we were treated to beautiful sights of cloud covered fields.

During non monsoon, the rafting in Kundalika is dependent upon the water release from the Mulshi and Bhira dams. The water is released at 9am and thus, we were asked to report at 8.30am. This half hour was to be utilised for general briefing and training. Our trainer Shyam arrived in style with his colleague. Life jackets were tightly strapped onto our torsos, helmets donned, paddles held, footwear discarded, sunblock rubbed all over and we were ready to raft!

We were grouped alongwith another family of 3 thus, totalling up to 8 rafters and our trainer Shyam. We were explained about the air chambers, the safety features, precautions, sitting style, paddling motions, what to expect and what not to expect. In the end the bottom line was – to have fun!

When we reached the river bank all we could see was the river bed and rocks.

There was hardly any water to be seen! We waited with bated breath for the waters to be released from the Mulshi and Bhira dams. At 5 minutes to 9 we heard a long siren blow and we were told that when the next siren sounds the water will gush in.

Hardly 10 minutes had passed and we could hear the second siren and the next instant we could hear the gush and roar of water. What a sight to behold.

The entire river bed that we were staring at and the rocks that we were sitting on were all submerged in water in the blink of an eye! The water kept flowing on and on to cover up the complete barren river bed where we were enjoying clicking pictures just a few minutes back.

Once we finished gaping at the flowing water, we couldn’t wait to get into our rafts and onto this rushing, gushing water. We hefted our raft off the river bed and got it onto the water.

We spent a few more precious minutes to put the theoritical training given to us on shore into practice. We paddled forward, back, right back, left front, right front, left back, all back, all front, get down, hold on! It was neat to feel the force of our paddling making us move forward, backward and also round and round.

However the main steering around was being done by Shyam behind our backs (literally).

He sat right at the end of the raft and we occupied the left and right fronts. Since I and the father (from the family who joined us) had done rafting before and knew the basics we were designated the team leaders and put right in front. I took up the right front and he took up the left front. Shyam demonstated the safety tips to us, the rope, the paddle pull, the way to float down in case you are thrown off the raft, how to breathe and swim off when the raft capsizes. Did I just mention swim off? Oh actually out of the 8 of us rafters, only 3 could swim! What then about us? Well, rafting is ideal and absolutely safe for any non swimmer. The life jacket is fool proof and try as you may you will not drown. It brings you back to surface and keeps you bobbing all the time! Finally with all commands and actions in place, we were ready to raft!

It is the most amazing team bulding exercise as you are required at all times to follow your leader during paddling so that you don’t go about having a paddle fight and putting the raft off gear. The 2 team leaders (left and right) are at all times required to maintain eye contact to ensure that the paddling happens in sync.

We started off down river (the stretch was totally 12 kms to be covered in 21/2 hours time due to the restricted water flow from the dams) bobbing up and down lightly on our rafts and enjoying the warm sun on us with the cool breeze on our faces. We looked all around just to encounter barren fields and virgin forest. We did quite a lot of bird watching as we kept on going downriver at a lazy pace to start with. We made eye contact with many kingfishers, cormorants, herons, egrets, and lapwings. If left to us we would never have been able to identify the many birds except the kingfisher. Luckily uncle had good enough knowledge and was able to help us identify the birds. Once on the raft all you will hear is the gurfling musical sound of water flowing down river, the warm breeze, the chirping of the birds and the instructions being shouted by your trainer. 15-20 minutes later we encountered our first rapid.

Shyam screamt out its approach and told us to be prepared to experience the first rapid. It was rather tame but oh we managed to get water splashed onto us when the raft hit the water. Finally we were one with the river and thirsty for more! Letting out a short gasp of breath, we rafted further enjoying the up and down of the water and the mellow and angry churning of the river. For a long time we did not come across any rapid but kept on rafting slowly and steadily drinking in the birds, breeze and sun. The paddling kept us from drifting away into our our world of day dreams. We were kept entertained by Shyam with the tales of the river’s behaviour in monsoon and the many rapids that are formed due to the combination of the dam water and the rainwater. In monsoon you are likely to enjoy 11 rapids! Wow! What we would have given to experience the same. We were able to experience 3 rapids only. On and off we kept hitting turbulent patches and Shyam was smart enough to steer the raft sometimes left and sometimes right so that all of the rafters would be real soaking wet every time the raft hit a rough patch of water.

The next rapid was not very turbulent but really long and bouncy. We went bobbing real up and down for a long long time.

Up and down, left and right, the water kept steering us to suit her whims and fancies. Luckily no one fell off. But yes everyone experienced the scary thrill of no longer being in control and giving in to the mercy of the mighty Kundalika. Shyam suddenly announced the upcoming rapid – Boom Shankar (this is the only rapid name I remember because of the reason that I am about to tell you now). Just when we were about 500 mtrs away from Boom Shankar, we realised why it was called so! Boom – the sound the water kept making because of high water volume and deep gradient and Shankar – for its angry tactics. The moment we hit this gurgling mass of water we were totally out of control having surrendered to Kundalika’s desire to try and upturn us. And was she happy that her wish was granted? Not half a minute had passed when our raft hit this rapid and whoops! Mitesh was in the water. What a sight to behold. He just toppled over and into the water. Thank the life jacket; he was up in a few seconds gasping for air. We all expected Shyam to take control of the raft and steer it so that we could pick up Mitesh, instead to our utter surprise he screamt “keep rowing”! Needless to say we rowed away from Mitesh further ahead, out of the rapid. Mitesh, although being a contestant for the heavy weight championship, got pushed down river. Smart that he was, he had held onto this paddle and Shyam was able to pull him in the moment he came close to our raft. Although he kept gasping for air he said it was a mightly hell of an experience that he is not likely to forget soon considering the fact that he knows no swimming at all! Excitement over we rowed down peacefully downriver with Shyam contemplating the best way to have our raft capsized. He went ahead and gave us the instructions as well but such a team we were we stuck together and didn’t allow him to have our raft capsized although in hindsight, I think we should have let him do it. Once we were out of all the turbulent water we reached what is popularly known as the swimming pool in the Kundalika. From here on the water became calm and peaceful. Shyam urged us all to jump in and enjoy a float downriver. Aunty needed no more encouragement and off she went, splash and swam away from us all to enjoy the water the way a fish does. Uncle followed suit but returned soon after a dip. Then was my turn and I went in too for a real short time. Once back, we had to do a lot of push and shove to get the couple’s son to jump into the water despite the fact that he was a very good swimmer. I guess all he wanted was a real good push from all of us girls. Finally he gave in and was in with a splash too. Next it was the turn of Kavya, Kamaljeet and Varsha and me once again all of who went in one by one, tentatively testing the water and not daring to let go of the lifeline attached to our raft. Mitesh needed no push or tell after his earlier dip and he was in! We enjoyed being floatsam for a stretch of 30-45 minutes after which the water got stagnant due to lack of flowing water and we had no choice but to get back onto our rafts and row it hard to get us ashore.

All the paddling and jostling and bobbing around earlier had left us a little short on energy. We actually counted out the number of rows we would make and then took a breather and then again counted and a breather and so on we reached ashore. To make sure we used up our last reserve of energy Shyam made us carry back the raft uphill.

To top this off we had to make a torturous hike up the hill to reach our auto rickshaw. Our footwear was back there in the rickshaw and we had to walk up the rocky path in the sun to reach the rickshaw. Exhausted and dripping wet we wearily climbed in to the rickshaw to make the 2 hour ride back to our resort. We just couldn’t stop talking about the water on all our way back. Even now when we talk, we end up recollecting and talking about our experience.

We have tentatively planned to go raftng once again in Kundalika during monsoon of 2008 and once in our lifetime we want to raft in the Ganges! Let us have more rafters aboard!