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Wild Madhya Pradesh Editors: Bittu Sahgal and Lakshmy Raman Publisher: Sanctuary Nature Foundation ISBN: 819354964-3 Pages: 174 It is not a good idea, a friend had quipped after reading one of my articles on wildlife conservation, to – each time – raise questions, point out the gaps and make people uncomfortable and unhappy. On occasions we need to move beyond cynicism and technical details, to not just accept but also celebrate what we have. A celebration which enthuses people to take a plunge, venture into the forests, get closer to its denizens and make them take steps to protect them. This book does just that. It celebrates the central Indian forests. This is a premise it makes clear at the onset. The book is an effort of a large team – authors, photographers and designers amongst others. Most of the chapters are based on personal experiences and carry vivid descriptions. Diversity brought about by the wide range of authors - from those with half a centur...

Orchha Images of the fort / palace complex had had me keen on visiting Orchha since few years. My increasingly falling belief in long-term and detailed planning enabled me to land up at Orchha finally. As the tempo took me ( and 10 others ) from Jhansi, I noticed a board stating, ‘ Welcome to the town of Ram Raja’ . This is a place where the Lord is the King. Image Credit: Kumar Radhakrishnan Fort / palace complex At the fort / palace complex guides appeared like at other tourist places. What came to fore, what informed me of Orchha, was a question to a security personnel. Your small question has a longish answer he warned and gauging from my body language, went on. A guide or a scholar would have found it difficult to match the emotion and connect he brought in. It was his story as well. He also made me re-realize that small towns in my country are way different from its cities. A large proportion of people in these towns have their moorings and identities clea...

Allahabad : Beyond the Kumbh Why do we not talk about this aspect of Uttar Pradesh – the aesthetic appeal of its towns? Why is Uttar Pradesh not the state of beautiful towns I wondered as I moved around Allahabad. Lucknow has a charm of its own, from the Nawabi history to the display of political power and will in its recent structures. While Banaras is well – Banaras. Walking in Allahabad I came across more elegant buildings in a day than I had seen over the past few years. Structures which repeatedly left me in stunned silence. They belonged to an age where grace possibly was not rare. Even the two branches of the State Bank of India, I came across, had grandeur and charm written all over them! By   सत्यम्   मिश्र  -  Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0,  https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=40701039 These roads and lanes also took me to my days with Amar Chitra Katha books. Sketches of the Peeli Kothi, and other Kothis, that were depicted in more ...

Amdavad Thanks are due to Apurva Bahadur for sharing the stunning glimpses of Amdavad and to friends for accompanying for the food trips. Sidi Sayyed Ni Jali – a very unassuming but confident looking structure - stood at a busy junction. As I put in time looking with awe at its skilled artisanship and caressing its - rough with age – walls I wondered whether it was less than adequately maintained or just adequately used to enable it to be standing thus, more than 400 years after it was constructed. Just across the road stood The House of MG . The structure has been beautifully restored and besides the famed lodging its restaurants too are well known. I went to its recently initiated Textile Gallery which showcases images and textiles of different regions of Gujarat - from Patolas to Ajrakhs. The Gallery’s two rooms are the most exquisitely coloured ones I have been to in recent times. On the same floor stands the elegant Heritage Bookstore. It stocks books on textiles and ...

At Varanasi’s Dhrupad Mela, a celebration of classical music unlike any other in India Thanks are due to the team at First Post. The unedited version placed below. The piece on First Post here . All images by Roshni Subhash. During my trips to Ramnagar for the Ramleela I came across people refer to the performance as Mela – celebration of the epic. On similar lines, this music festival, organized under the auspices of the Banaras Vidya Mandir Nyas, and now in its 45 th year, is known as the ‘Dhrupad Mela’ – a celebration of Dhrupad. Where else to celebrate the oldest existing form of north Indian classical music but in one of the oldest cities in the world?   The entry, like at most music events in town is free, decoration is simple or basic while the artists and connoisseurs mingle ( away from the stage ) after performances. Absence of the west influenced practices for music concerts, read formal and dry, is conspicuous. Shailaja Khanna , during 2018, wrote,...

Kangra’s Toy Train This piece finds place in the Hindu Sunday Magazine here . The unedited version is placed below. Thanks are due to the team at the Hindu Sunday Magazine.  You can take the train if you want to. But do you have the time? This is the question each of those I had mentioned my intention to take the toy-train had asked. I was at Bir and was keen to take the train to Pathankot. Bir invites with its monasteries and cafes. It also presents a sight which few other places do – that of fellow humans fly like birds. It is the paragliding capital of our country. I was keen to experience what Angus McDonald, the person behind ‘India’s Disappearing Railways: A photographic journey’, had referred to as ‘ The most beautiful railway line in the world ’. To ensure zero confusion and confirm the details, a day prior to the journey, I cycled to Ahju. Ahju lies on the narrow guage line that runs from Joginder Nagar to Pathankot and is the station nearest to Bi...

Navjeevan Singh and I share our experience at the Delhi Book Fair. A book (af)fair Some people felt the books with hands, some squat near corners and read, some read random pages and covers, some just flipped and glanced, some took the books closer to their noses, some looked up the books online to figure out more, some looked for books at wrong places, some sought books that weren’t there, some observed other people while some just drifted in and out of the stalls. We were at the Delhi Book Fair. People and more people  Books and more books There were those who had come with large bags having wheels while some had converted baby strollers to book carrying apparatuses. There were people who had come with friends and family, people who had come alone to put in time with books and people who had come to put in time with those they had come along with. Some had done their homework; they were armed with lists. The young appeared to outnumber the old. ...