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Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts

8 June 2016

Not just another travel journal!

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I've always had a certain fascination for travelling and how the simple and obvious word means differently to the diverse range of people associated with it; in the most subtle ways. To some, travelling is a meagre, unavoidable part of a bigger and more important assignment. To others, it is like a hobby, a meditation or something close to an ambition to be able to experience every corner of the Earth and beyond. Then there's the lot of them, the majority of course, who have established a relation between travel and holiday. It's sort of synonymous, and for the most part, I'd put myself under this genre.

   New places, faces, ideas, cultures, customs and of course varied marvels of nature, that's what travelling brings to me. What I will not deny though, is that travelling makes me think. Not something specific but everything in particular, as a whole it induces a sort of trance in me, like so many things crammed in together, all my senses are overwhelmed while my mind wants to process the omnipresent disarray of thoughts.

As a child, my younger self would fix her gaze over the rusty, ancient yet efficient railway tracks while we waited for the train to a distant somewhere. I'd let my mind wonder, a child and her imaginations. I could never figure out how such flimsy looking pieces of metal and coal and slabs of wood would support such  gigantic arrangements of wagons and wheels. Well, the laws of physics are oblivious to the  innocent mind so I concluded it was injected with supernatural strength somehow. How? Well, I'd bug farther with that later.
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Has anyone ever thought, "Where do these tracks lead? Will I reach my apparent destination if I walked along these very tracks? Where do they end? How were they begun? What's beyond the invisible, ever stretching infinity where the railway tracks gleefully disappear? " I wasn't 19 then, I was 9 (bored of waiting, weary of nothing) so I pictured - conversing with the fading  horizon at the end of my walk or  settled for the idea of a mysterious forest after the railway lines suddenly stopped keeping me company while I walked by them.

I am going somewhere and between me and 'there', is this stretch of families anonymous, the ever expanding railway tracks. I vividly recollect how each time I came to visit them, they enchanted my mind into a retracing journey of the same train of thoughts. The train would arrive, finally, jolting me out of my imaginative land, with the loud wake of commotion encouraged by its arrival.
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  Looking back, I smile at my 9-year-old musing self ( who sat there, waiting with a sultry expression on her face). What I know for a fact now is it was the futile imagination of a child but back then it used to be real, some sort of magic realism that made me question things around. It's sort of odd that I can't get away with thinking ," So there are railway tracks and once you decide to travel, they summon these heavy wheel driven line of compartments and then you meet new people, see how they get by and enjoy till you decide to get back."

   It's sort of sad that physics laws,  directions and maps have screwed it into my mind that railways are a system of transport and there are those who love it and some who favour other means . This  does not simply lead you to a 'nowhere land' if you choose to follow it  but to a place you choose to be in.

-Rinita Das


28 May 2016

10 Weirdest Dishes around the World

               




If a bacon sarnie just isn't cutting it and you fancy something more exotic, how about sinking your teeth into some raw whale blubber? If that doesn't quite float your boat, don't worry, there's always a crispy tarantula. If you're hungry now, you won't be by the end of this article. From chicken feet to tuna eyeballs: here are the 10 weirdest dishes to satisfy the most daring of palates.


Here are 10 of the weirdest dishes to try on your travels :- 


1) Crispy tarantula.




                                                           Origin : Cambodia

If the eight-legged creatures are your worst nightmare, then it's debatable whether this option is good for you. In Cambodia, don't miss the opportunity to munch on the local delicacy of a deep-fried tarantula. Apparently the taste is actually quite bearable – think of a cross between chicken and cod (just with eight hairy legs attached).


2) Sheep eyeball juice.



                                                          Origin:Mongolia


If you ever needed an alcohol deterrent, this is it. In Mongolia, the traditional hangover cure is a glass full of tomato juice, vinegar and sheep eyeballs. It's loaded with vitamins and exceptionally nutritious for you, however perhaps the main headache "cure"that will abandon you, will ultimately lead to you to feel more wiped out than when you began.



3) Maggot-infected cheese.





                                                                 Origin:Sardinia


If you like ripe Stiltonor a cheeky wedge of Gorgonzola, then you might just enjoy this one. Casu Marza is a decomposed soft sheep milk cheese that is home to the cheese fly larvae. When you order the dish, you'll be able to see the insects moving, but be careful not to disturb them too much when you nudge the plate as they can launch themselves 15 centimetres in the air if aggravated (before being eaten of course).



4) Century egg.





                                                          Origin:China


You'll need a strong stomach to handle this one, hundred (or even a thousand) year-old eggs which are black inside and are usually preserved for several months in a mixture of clay, ash and lime. They have a strong stench of ammonia and sulphur, so if you're after a pungent, preserved delicacy, this is the one for you.


5) Pufferfish.



                                                                Origin:Japan
                                                        


Known as fugu in Japan, the pufferfish is so dangerous that it can kill you. Nearly all pufferfish contain a poison known as tetrodotoxin, which can kill thirty people in one hit and there's no known antidote. People still eat puffer fishthough and put their lives in the hands of specially trained chefs who are taught how to remove the poison. Let's hope your chef has a steady hand.



6) Seahorses, starfish and scorpions on a stick.




                                                              Origin:China


You need to be very brave to get your jaw around this one. In China, they serve all sorts of things on a stick including sea horses and starfish. Be careful with the scorpions though as you'll notice they're so fresh that some of them are still moving.



7) Developing duck foetus (balut).



                                                         Origin:Philippines


This one takes a boiled egg a step too far. Also known as 'the egg with the legs', there will be nowhere to dip your soldiers here. The egg contains an 18 day-old fertilised bird that still has its feathers, beak and bones  -  Crunchy!



8) Dried lizard.



                                                        Origin : Hong Kong


These are crunchy, crispy, but you won't get much flavour out of them. Dried lizards are a popular street-side snack and are often used in soup too. Sometimes they are even infused in alcohol and are believed to have medicinal properties such as being an energy booster, cold cure and even a weight loss aid.

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9) Live octopus.



                                                       Origin : South Korea


Sannakji is a dish that will slither down your throat – literally. In South Korea, the food is so fresh, they serve octopus live on a plate with sesame seeds and sesame oil. Just be careful because the active suction cups can grip on to the roof of your mouth or throat and become a choking hazard. Probably best to stick to the calamari.

10) Giant tuna eyeball.





                                                            Origin : Japan


Like sushi? Well how about an eyeball? Pop to a local Japanese supermarket and you may just find a large tuna eyeball looking back up at you. It's very fatty and surrounded by severed eye muscles, so definitely not for the squeamish.


Vexed with someone?  Now you know how to take your revenge! Share and ruin the victim's meal tonight. Sincerely apologies for doing the same!



About the Author :-



Anurag Sengupta is a budding chef from IHM, Pusa, New Delhi. A travel food, foodie, and a very passionate social critic, Anurag is one of our most talented and oldest members. He leads the Travel and Food department of ExPRESS MAGAZINE. Also he apologises for ruining your dinner tonight. Have a happy meal!

8 January 2016

The Realm of the Maharajas

"The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page." – St. Augustine.





The "Land of the Maharajas" is an interesting travel destination as it boasts of rich cultural heritage and is an amalgamation of different travel experiences. The quintessential desert safari, the exquisite architecture and the grandeur of the palaces,a treasure trove of history, one can spend years trying to unearth its hidden gems.




Day 1: Arrival at Jaipur :


Jaipur, The Pink City of India - so called because its old districts were painted pink to welcome Prince Albert in 1876 – was more orangish really with its red-bricked buildings, forts, walls of little shops, garages, sculpted balustrades on both sides of the street...even the road dividers and car shutters:all of the same pinkish orange!




A city of ruins and fairytales: Of wars and turbaned princes on elephants! 




Fortunately for tourists, some of the city’s key monuments – the Hawa Mahal, City Palace, Jantar Mantar and Govinddevji Ka Mandir – are located within walking distance of each other. The voluminous structure of Hawa Mahal, made of pink sandstone and embellished with elaborate carvings in quicklime, is used on the cover of most tourism pamphlets on Rajasthan. The shimmering interiors of the mahal, unfolds over five levels. The Sharad Mandir comprises of courtyard where the autumn celebrations were held. Right above is the exquisite Ratan Mandir, glistening, (as the name derives) with "ratan" or precious stones and gems and beautiful stained glasswork on its walls, such that when the sun light falls on its walls, it bursts into an ecstasy of coloured reflections and splinters into shards of sparkling beams! The third storey, where the king used to worship Lord Krishna, is the Vichitra Mandir. The fourth storey – Prakash Mandir – consists of open terraces on both sides, this level offers great views of the city below spread like a carpet of castles! The top storey, Hawa Mandir, from which the monument draws its name, is an open roof. You may want to cling on to the walls for support, as the height and breeze can have a rather vertiginous effect.


THE FAMOUS AMBER FORT

Whatever else you miss in Jaipur, don’t leave out Amber fort. Combining Islamic and Rajput architectural styles, the imposing facade of the fort exudes elegance even from the outside, its red sandstone walls bright against the green water of the natural moat formed by Maota Lake, and its white marble domes glistening in the sun. The interior of the fort has exquisitely carved walls, roofs and terraces, separated by manicured garden mazes. The most beautiful part of the fort is the Sheesh Mahal. It is said a single ray of light could illuminate the entire hall, because of the clever placement of the tiny mirrors within.

 A day in Jaipur clearly takes you back in time to the glimmering golden age of the Rajputana!







Day 2: Pushkar and Ajmer


After staying the night in Jaipur, you need to make an early start for Pushkar. The pilgrimage site is less than 150 km from the capital, but the roads are especially bad after the monsoon. The town of Pushkar, in Ajmer district, is walled in on three sides by hills, and a sandy bank rides up to the fourth.




Pushkar Lake is a sacred lake of the Hindus. The Hindu scriptures describes it as "Tirtha-Raj" – the king of pilgrimage sites and relate it to the mythology of the creator-god Brahma, whose most prominent temple stands in Pushkar. The legend goes that the lake was created when a lotus fell from Brahma’s hand. According to the Hindu scripture Padma Purana, Brahma saw the demon Vajranabha (Vajranash in another version) trying to kill his children and harassing people. He immediately slew the demon with his weapon, the lotus-flower. In this process, the lotus petals fell on the ground at three places, where springs emerged creating three lakes: the Pushkar Lake or Jyeshta Pushkar (greatest or first Pushkar), the Madya Pushkar (middle Pushkar) Lake, and Kanishta Pushkar (lowest or youngest Pushkar) lake. When Brahma came down to the earth, he named the place where the flower ("pushpa") fell from Brahma's hand ("kar") as "Pushkar".




 Pushkar Lake is surrounded by 52 bathing ghats (a series of steps leading to the lake), where pilgrims throng in large numbers to take a sacred bath, especially around Kartik Poornima (October–November) when the Pushkar Fair is held. A dip in the sacred lake is believed to cleanse sins and cure skin diseases. Over 500 Hindu temples are situated around the lake precincts.

Surrounded by the Aravalli Mountains, Ajmer, the fifth largest city of Rajasthan, is a pilgrimage centre for the shrine of the Sufi Saint Khwaja Moinuddin Chishti .The Ajmer Sharif Dargah, is a shrine of Khwaja Moinuddin Chishti which is situated at the foot of the Taragarh hill, and consists of several white marble buildings arranged around two courtyards, including a massive gate donated by the Nizam of Hyderabad and the Akbari Mosque, built by the Mughal emperor Shah Jahan. It contains the domed tomb of the saint. Akbar and his queen used to come here by foot on pilgrimage from Agra every year in observance of a vow when he prayed for a son. The large pillars called "Kose ('Mile') Minar", erected at intervals of two miles (3 km) along the entire way between Agra and Ajmer mark the places where the royal pilgrims halted every day. It has been estimated that around 125,000 pilgrims visit the site every day.






The Camels remind me of my friends. Remembering the old jokes, I smile."We'll marry you off to a camel from Rajasthan", they hooted! Gazing into the eyes of the silent beast, something inside me flips. Behind all the giggles, a lone voice sighs: "But at least they're better than us; Wild as they are. They don't pretend to be humans, like some beasts do."

 Dunking cynism in a tea cup I pass by the shops in Zohri Bazar and in and around Ajmer gate. Little shops selling  door hangings and wind chains with golden bells and glass bangles (red, blue and green in the morning light), jhumkas and beaded neckpieces, cloth raja-rani puppets wearing red and green badni sarees, miniature bronze camels, peacocks, elephants, dwarves, hump-necked bulls and goblins, paper notebooks wrapped in coloured velvets emblemed with miniature elephants, cane baskets, jewellery boxes embellished with pixie glass pieces.








Day 3: Jodhpur and Jaisalmer




Jodhpur, is the second largest city of India and is popularly known as "the blue city". To understand why Jodhpur is known as "the blue city" you should wander away from the market places and new town, and head into the older quarters of Jodhpur. Here, under the centuries-old protection of Mehrangarh Fort, whose foundations were laid in 1459, on the orders of the city's founder, Rao Jodha, many of the houses are painted blue.Some say the colour is associated closely with the Brahmins, India's priestly caste, and the blue houses of the old city belong to families of that caste.



The Mehrangarh Fort at Jodhpur is famous for its architecture, the views on offer, as well as its museum – which has a collection of palanquins, howdahs, weapons, paintings, and clothes. Inside, protected by glass orbs lay an array of armoury: Swords, shields, guns! Few steps to the right, inside petite glass orbs, a set of rings, a string of medals (the star of india medal, badges for military achievements, various honourary brooches from the queen of England!) glisten in the glow of the museum light. Outside the sunshine falls on the sparkling domes and turrets, setting it aflame : a sight of burnished gold!




Back in the fortified castle, climbing the steep stairs of the Mehrangarh fort, I'm met with an enchanting sight: A makeshift tent made of badni dupattas and shawls flanks the way for a little man with a flute.Clad in white dhoti, punjabi and vermilion turban the music of his flute makes the little raja and rani puppets housed by the tent, dance to its beats. A puppet show! The schoolgirls in their plaits and skirts, throng around him, each with a paise in hand. A few more steps above, a snake charmer played his bagpipe, for the beast in his basket. As the tune progressed, the slithering serpent with its hood bearing the mark of the Great Brahma's feet, swayed in rhythm from its cane basket, entranced, carried by the lull of the music.
               
The Sadar Bazar in Jodhpur is a shopaholic's heaven!

The road to Jaisalmer is a good one, and you can drive at over 100 km an hour nearly all the way through. For sunset, sand dunes and silhouettes, head straight for Khuri village. The resorts that organise jeep and camel safaris into the desert also put up folk entertainment shows and offer a typical Rajasthani dinner.


Also, whats a good tour without a taste of local delicacies?! So while in state, don't forget to try some of these - Dal bati churma, gatte ki khichdi, churma ka laddo, badam ka halwa, mawa kachori, kalmi vada and Balushahi - to get a flavour of Rajasthani haute cuisine!





11 December 2015

Darjeeling JomJomat

“The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.”
                                                   -John Muir 



Located at 6700 feet, North Bengal’s “Darjeeling”, the queen of hills is  one of the most sought after tourist spot in the world. Every year, from February to May, a huge number of tourists from around the world are attracted towards the lustrous beauty of one of the oldest hill stations in India. As Darjeeling is close to Calcutta, every year during the summers, a chunk of Calcutta’s population flock towards Darjeeling to escape from the scorching summer heat. It was rightfully the Summer Capital of India in the British era.



Apart from its nature, weather, and beauty there’s another greatest attraction i.e, the ‘TOY TRAIN’. That 88 kms journey from NJP to Darjeeling is something one can’t explain in words. Trust me it's an experience in itself ( REMEMBER PARINEETA? ) .The Darjeeling Himalayan Railway is a 600 mm (2 ft) narrow-gauge railway that was declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO in 1999 for being "an outstanding example of the influence of an innovative transportation system on the social and economic development of a multi-cultural region". It will take approximately 7 hrs to reach the destination. 





“Tiger Hill” is another fascinating place just 13 kms from the town situated at an altitude of 2590 mts. The Tiger hill offers a magnificent view of the Kanchenjunga and the great eastern Himalayan Mountains.  If you manage to wake up at 3 am and travel 13 kms uphill, then you’re on course for an experience of a lifetime. As the first rays of the sun kiss the Kanchenjunga, she turns pink. Gradually the Kanchenjunga looks resplendent in golden hue. Going through this color carnival is one of those rare moments of sheer bliss.







THE FAMOUS GLENARIES
“THE MALL” is one great  place for the shopaholics. Hand- knitted pullovers from Tibet, local handicrafts, the world famous Darjeeling tea, everything is found here and in plenty. Want to take back something for your friends and relatives? Well "THE MALL" won't disappoint you! It's one such place which has found repeated mention in literature and movies over the years ( Feluda's most favourite place in Darjeeling ) much like London's Hyde park. And if you are a foodie? DO NOT forget to try out the Fish and Chips in The Glenaries along with a few chocolate muffins, and a hot cup of delicious chocolate coupled with a burger at the famous Keventers! A cup of green tea from Nathmulls to end the fabulous eating spree will just make your day!






THE KEVENTERS

ACCOMODATION :- 

There are hundreds of hotels catering to all kinds of budget in Darjeeling. Hotel Shangri-La, Cedar Inn, and Viceroy comprise some of the very prominent and luxurious ones, while the Seven Seas, The Bellevue and the Highlanders Inn are some of the more budget friendly places to stay.


 If you are planning to visit Darjeeling during the vacations, make sure you reserve a room prior to your visit, unless you do not want to go rummaging for an hotel through the streets of this cold, vast city.


HOW TO REACH :–

The nearest airport from Darjeeling is Bagdogra which is approximately 90 kms away from the city. . From the airport, one can reach the city by hiring taxis. It will take almost 3 hours to reach Darjeeling from the airport. Regular trains are available from Howrah railway station to New Jalpaiguri, from where ample transport is available.



SO? GOT SOME TIME ON YOUR HANDS? PLANNING YOUR NEXT TRIP? PACK YOUR BAGS, CLOSE YOUR EYES AND LET THE ECSTASY LEAD YOU TO THE QUEEN OF HILLS. 


 About the author :- 


 Sneha Choudhury, who is pursuing her graduation in Mass communication from S.A. Jaipuria College is an avid traveler, a bibliophile and has a great passion for dance. She is a travel columnist for ExPRESS MAGAZINE. 

6 December 2015

Pedong - Oh You Beauty!

         “Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity”
A FOGGY BEAUTIFUL MORNING IN PEDONG

The beauty of wildness is a great natural wealth. Such a tone is aptly sounded in the quotation of John Muir.   North Bengal is indeed a place of natural beauties, a place which seems to be a paradise for nature lovers. 20 kilometers away from Kalimpong, at an altitude of 1240 meters, Pedong is located on a ridge, and commands a panoramic view of the Kanchenjunga. The town is divided in two parts- upper Pedong and lower Pedong. Pedong is a vital part of the old “Silk Route” which has connected China with the European Region for the propagation of trade and commerce. Lying in the cradle of exquisite natural beauty, Pedong acted as the gateway to the old "SILK ROUTE". 



  • HOW DO YOU REACH THE PLACE? 

     The travelers first have to board a New Jalpaiguri-bound train from Howrah or Sealdah station or the intermediate stations. They then are to get down to New Jalpaiguri station from where they can easily reach Pedong by hired car. The journey takes nearly three hours to cross about 100 kilometers  to reach the destination. The car fair is about Rs.2500-3500. One can also take the Flight upto Bagdogra airport, after which you will find ample cars and buses to take you to your destination. If you are not tight on schedule, reserve a seat in the NJP-GHUM toy train, get down at darjeeling , put up for a night, and complete your journey the next day.



  • ACCOMODATION ?


  There are some private hotels and guest houses Pedong, both lavish and ordinary appealing to all economic classes. The travelers may have their comfortable night halts at “Damsang Guest House”, “Pedong Holiday Home”, “Pedong Valley Resort”  in lower Pedong and  at “Neel Pahari Resort” and “Prakriti Resort” in upper Pedong in the bosoms of nature. The cost of putting up in any of these resorts per night is nearly Rs.1000-1200.

DAMSANG GUEST HOUSE, PEDONG

   

  • ATTRACTIONS ?

DAMSANG FORT IN RUINS

The tourists have great attraction for Pedong for its enriched, wonderful, hilly and foggy environment. One can trek to reach Sillerygaon from Pedong. The journey usually takes about one hour. It can be a exciting experience to walk through the stony tracks along the forests. On the way to Sillerygaon one can see the Damsang Fort's ruins. It is a historical fort which was built in 1690 by the Lepchas. It was once used to ward off the forces of the British East India Company. After the Anglo-Bhutan war of 1864, the fort fell into decay.

THE TREKKING ROUTE

The Valley of the Rishi River is situated at the West Bengal-Sikkim border, 13 kilometers away from Pedong. It's a paragon for bird-watchers and nature lovers alike. In the thick foliage of mesmerezing nature, the place is famous for being an abode for many different species of birds.

THE VALLEY OF THE RISHI RIVER



 Many nature lovers cannot avert the irresistible call of this Himalayan region which is magnificently furnished with unending green vegetation. One can make a good feast of his eyes with the romantic sight of the Kanchenjunga amidst the clouds and golden beams from the sun. Pedong is really a wonderful picturesque with intoxicating natural beauties.


Ecstatic already? Want to visit this idyllic natural extravagance?  Pack your bags, hit the town this december and come back to tell us whether we were right ! Happy journey !

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR :- 




Rammyani Ghosh from S.A. Jaipuria College is pursuing Journalism and Mass Communication. She is an avid traveller, a bibliophile and a music-head. Rammyani is a travel columnist for ExPRESS Magazine. 

29 November 2015

Village India - A New Concept in Tourism


A herd of buffaloes wandered back from the fields, followed by women in brightly coloured sarees, matkas (water pots) balanced gracefully on their heads. Blue jays darted overhead as smoke rose from the fires and the aroma filled the air. A reclusive cow chewed on a cabbage, a man on a bicycle wobbled past slowly. The children played on the path between the thatched houses while several of the elders, pulling indolently on their beedis, squatted by the track to discuss the day’s events. It’s a magical time of the day when dusk settles in a thousand villages across the Indian subcontinent and the night creeps in. Indians have a word for it…Godhuli, the homecoming.

Sadly, very few visitors get to experience the day to day beauty of rural India, focusing instead on well known urban centres such as Delhi, Jaipur and Agra. Estimates suggest over 60% of the 650,000 British visitors to India in 2005 traveled within the Golden triangle, their trips consisting almost solely of sightseeing tours to historical monuments, religious sites and heaving bazaars. With most companies offering similar itineraries during the 5 months tourist season, it is very hard for the travelers to escape the hoards and experience the true nature of India.

In the event that we ever visit a remote nation, one of their tourism attractions are their homesteads, might it be grape vines or plantations. They are mechanical economies but then they are paying such a great amount of significance to agribusiness, that they are advancing it to a tourist fascination. They offer their visitors their originality and that is why visitors feel fascinated. I feel India does not offer its creativity to the outside voyagers, who visit us. We exhibit to them the same things they find in their nations too separated from our social legacy and landmarks. We exhibit to them just the westernized portion of India, a section, which they are acquainted with, which has been carefully coated to attract them.Why don’t we show them our villages?
Not any longer. Presently an innovative organization has thought of a novel method for getting their
customers out of the old and exhausted shackles, of tourism and into the heart of India, permitting them to witness the life that by far most of Indians live. In these lesser-voyaged zones there is a richness of life, ensured to match the royal residences and extravagance of Golden Triangle and a shade of serenity that will stay with you for ever. And with a number of trips on offer, from Rajasthan and Madhya Pradesh to Uttaranachal and the mighty Himalayas, this is an original way to explore real Indian life in a way that benefits both the visitor and the host. For its not just visiting… it is interacting as well.On these trips they might spend the morning with a farmer milking his buffalo, help him turn the milk into dahi and join his family for an afternoon meal on a banana leaf plate. They might sit in the shade of a banyan tree beside a temple and listen to a sadhu preach. They could stroll through the foothills of the Himalayas, stopping to talk to locals that they pass by, knowing about their ways of living and methods of survival, or drift slowly down the holy River Ganges camping by small settlements at night under the open sky and dance in front of a bonfire and enjoy a meal of fruits and juices.

They will obviously enjoy this because that would be doing something new for them and give them the essence of real India. It would give them a lifetime experience of how India really is apart from its luxurious half-face. It would give them the opportunity to enjoy its natural treasures apart from materialistic treasures.
On these outings they would find the different societies that exist in our convention rich nation which nobody would discover in books. They would be getting a perspective of Rural India, the India which the supposed privileged people think about as a disgrace to their nation.
Provincial tourism showcases rustic life, craftsmanship, society and legacy at country areas and connections with the travelers provide substantial advantage the nearby group monetarily and socially.
We need to popularize this new found concept of “village India” through physical as well as social media so that people across the globe become aware of it, we need to think different in order to arise that curiosity w within the people so that they feel  an urge to visit our – Village India.



ABOUT THE AUTHOR



The author Anurag Sengupta is a first year B.Sc. student in hospitality management from Institute Of Hotel Management, New Delhi, Pusa. In his free time he likes reading books and going through blogs. He is a blogger himself and a freelance photographer and a guitarist.