I reached Kohima late at night, at least late as per Kohima winter standard. First view of the city for me was from across the valley while seating in the back seat of a car driving towards the city itself. The hills were illuminated by the lights from the streets and houses. Even through darkness of night I could make out the outlines of the hills as it waved over the community of lights making a sort of roofing on top of them. Looking at the vastness of it one could tell that this was not a hill station, but a city built on a hill. And that fit perfectly with the agenda I had in my mind.complete article
Last night had been cold and painful. A chilly wind blew relentlessly across the field outside and poured inside through the countless holes of my bamboo cottage. On top of that, my leg muscles screamed their presence with rigorous aching, an aftereffect from the cycling earlier that day. My stuff were scattered across the room, some on the other bed, some hanging and some inside the almirah. I knew I had to pack. But neither getting out of bed, nor engaging my legs into any activity sounded appealing at that time. So I gave in and let myself fall asleep under two warm blankets. This morning, however, was sort of a miracle. I woke up feeling neither cold nor pain. I was as fit as I ever could be and the thick fog outside meant that the temperature had increased significantly. I got up, got ready, packed up and walked into the foggy morning outside to start off my long journey for Kohima.complete article
The first time I was introduced to Majuli, it was through a picture I saw somewhere. There was a local man standing with his oar on a small boat and driving it through a pond full of pondweeds. The plants were glossy green, the water reflected sunlight and the picture seemed just perfect. What I immediately found interesting about this place was how beautiful it was despite its simplicity. Or rather it was beautiful because of its simplicity. It was a village in India, it could be any village in India – almost untouched by tourism it flaunted a rural lifestyle wrapped inside its scenic beauty. And that’s what I wanted to find when I planned my trip. Needless to say, I was more than satisfied.complete article
Second destination on my north-east itinerary was Majuli, The large river island. I had to reach there on the same day after leaving Nameri, which meant travelling 230 km on land and 12 km in water. While this wasn’t my most tiring experience in this trip, it surely involved most number of vehicles. This is the route I took: Hotel – Nameri Bus stand – Charduar – Balipara – Tezpur – Jorhat – Nimati Ghat – Kamalabari Ghat (on boat) – Hotel at Majuli.
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Nameri might not be a popular tourist destination, but it is well known to most bird lovers. This place houses many local and migratory birds, which attracts tourists and often photographers to this place throughout the season. I wasn’t fortunate enough to spot many birds during my stay, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying this place and finding it absolutely worth it.complete article
Why Nameri? I am not sure. It just felt right. When I started planning this trip, my first trip to north-east India, I was overwhelmed by the sudden realization of how vast it is. I had 10 days in my hand and there were precisely 7 states to consider. So like everyone else, I went with order of popularity. First there was Meghalaya, with the most popular name Shillong and other more beautiful destinations like Cherapunjee, Dawki etc. But I rejected Meghalaya considering the huge crowd at Shillong during this time of year. Next in line was Arunachal. But I found Tawang too cold for my taste and hence had to drop this route as well. At that point I thought of focussing solely on Assam, which meant tea-gardens and forests. With that in mind and factoring in my special interest towards forests, Nameri felt like the most convenient and desirable choice. And so I started my north-east trip with a visit to Nameri National Park.complete article
Hello there. And happy New Year. With 2018 rolling in, I am about to complete a year of blogging. I remember posting my first blog sometime in the beginning of Jan. So what did I achieve this year? I am inclined to say nothing. But that is more driven by the disappointment I faced rather than a practical retrospection. Well, to be fair, it did disappoint me. My blog gets very few daily visitors, my methods are inefficient and my information is not as useful to people as I had hoped it would be. But surprisingly I am not discouraged. If anything I am more driven than before.complete article