18 April 2011

World Heritage Day-18th of April

Today is Universal World Heritage Day and when I saw the advertisements in the morning newspapers, I was immediately reminded of a list of world heritage properties in India which I saw at one of the heritage places recently. I felt proud and lucky to have seen most of the cultural properties in India listed with UNESCO. I was, at the same time, shocked to know that I have not been to a single natural heritage property despite the fact that I am a Biology person (post-graduate in Zoology). I am wondering what has kept me away from seeing these places? 

This year’s (18th Apr’11) theme for the day is `The cultural Heritage of Water’ and the purpose obviously, is to save and preserve water which is the very basis of life.

I present below a list of World Heritage Properties in India (as of today), and my check list indicateing the places I have been to so far. How about you? Want to check?
Cultural/Architechtural Properties

Under care of ASI –

1.Ajanta Caves (1983), Maharashtra

2.Ellora Caves (1983), Maharashtra

3.Agra Fort (1983), UP

4.Taj Mahal (1982), UP

5.Sun Temple, Konark (1984), Orissa

6.Group of Monuments at Mahabalipuram (1984), Tamil Nadu

7.Churches and convents of Goa (1986), goa

8.Khajuraho Group of Monuments (1986), MP

9.Group of Monuments at Hampi (1986), Karnataka

10.Group of Monuments at Fatehpur Sikri (1986), UP

11.Group of Monuments at Pattadakal (1987), Karnataka

12.Elephanta Caves (19870,Maharashtra

13.Great Living Chola temples at Thanjavur (1987), Gangaikondacholapuram and Darasuram (2004), TN

14.Buddhist Monuments at sanchi (1989), MP

15.Humayun’s Tomb (1993), Delhi

16.Group of Monuments at Qutb Complex (1993), Delhi

17.Rock Gardens of Bhimbetka (2003), MP

18.Champaner-Pavagarh Archaeological Park (2004), Gujarat

19.Red Fort Complex (2007), Delhi

 Under Protection of Ministry of Railways –

20. Mountain Railways of India, Darjeeling (1999) WB: Nilgiri (2005), TN; Kalka simla (2008), HP

21. Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus Or CST ( formerly Victoria Terminus or VT ), (2004), Maharashtra

Under Protection of Bodhgaya Temple Managament Committee –

22.Mahabodhi Temple Complex at Bodhgaya (2002), Bihar

Under Protection of Rajasthan State Archaeology and museum Department  –

23.Jantar Mantar (2010), Rajasthan

Natural Properties

Under Protection of Ministry of Environment and Forest –

24. Kaziranga National Park (1985), Assam

25. Manas Wildlife sanctuary (1985), Assam

26. Keoladeo National Park (1985), Rajasthaan

27. Sunderbans National Park (1987), WB

28. Nanda devi and valley of Flowers National parks (1988, 20050, Uttaranchal

My score is 16/28 [1 to 7,10,12, 14 to 16, 19-21, 23] and one more is on the cards. Feels good. Honestly speaking, it is 15.67/28, as I haven't been to Darjeeling part of the Mountain railways. If you have got `chakras' under your feet and are an avid traveller, mark your list and get your travel quotient! I will keep updating this list, as and when I will get to go to these places or when a new property will be listed with  the UNESCO.

Pictures
 of some of the places I have seen

 For more information on heritage sites, you may visit these official sites-

http://www.unesco.org/    and  http://www.asi.nic.in/

Update- My score on 01/04/2012 is 18/28. Khajuraho and Mahabodhi complex :)
Update- Rock shelters of Bhimbetka, It is 19/28

08 March 2011

Delhi-The Capital of India


Though I am a north Indian, born and brought up in Punjab and Haryana, and had been to Delhi very often on social visits, yet I had never seen Delhi from a tourist’s point of view. My visits would mainly be hurried ones to attend some wedding or other social celebrations at a relative’s place and I could never make time to see even the “must-see” tourist spots in Delhi. I always assumed that Delhi could be toured any time I wished to. But the sudden realisation that I did not know much about Delhi and my knowledge was limited to what I remembered of History books read in school some 35 years ago, made me plan a visit to Delhi as a tourist. I hatched a plan to “tour” Delhi with my equally enthusiastic daughter and without giving a clue to my relatives and friends of my forthcoming visit. We had four days at our disposal and wanted to make maximum of this time. Going through all the info available on internet by random search, we decided to spend two days in Delhi and two days in Agra.


A little bit about the city - Delhi was the seat of power for seven dynasties which left their mark in the form of rich and varied architectural legacy. It is an epicentre of the power of modern India too. It is said that the modern day Delhi is situated on the site of seven ancient cities. Legend has it that the oldest of these cities called Indraprastha, was first founded around 1200 B.C. by the Pandavas, the heroes of Mahabharata. The modern day Delhi of Baker and Lutyens, planned for the British, is rich in green parks and shaded avenues. The city boasts of some of the best museums in India. It is the only city-state where all other Indian states have their emporia to exhibit and sell their handicrafts and handloom products. A heaven for foodies, Delhi is known for its street- food specialities Chhole-bhature, pani-puri, Delhi-chaat etc. on one hand and fine dining cuisine of Mughlai-Punjabi curries with Tandoori breads on the other hand.

Delhi is the heart (capital) of India and is also referred to as `Dilli Dilwalon Ki’, proudly by the locals. I also feel that men carry their heart on their sleeves here and the land is an eve-teasers’ delight and eves’ nightmare!

My trip was quite pleasant and I observed that the city has beautiful roads and is regularly dotted with green parks, zoological gardens and thick forest patches and is one of the better planned metropolises

The Trip - With Delhi’s city map for reference, we started from central Delhi towards south-east i.e., mainly the old Delhi, the hub of old heritage monuments. Since New Delhi came into picture during the British Raj, both old as well as New Delhi are architecturally significant. For the sake of convenience, the area with the old historical buildings, which spreads from north to east and south-east, is referred to as Delhi and the one with the buildings by the British as New Delhi.

To get around Delhi, we had hired a taxi but there are city buses available from the city centre for all the tourist sites as well as the Delhi Metro. We started with the southern-most end and went straight to Mehrauli to see Qutb complex on our first Day. The Qutb complex, recognised as a world heritage monument by UNESCO, is a huge complex –made of several monuments. Originally, it was a site of 27 ancient Jain temples. Given below is the list of the significant sites that make the Qutb complex—

Imam Zamin’s Tomb- This is a small tomb built on a raised platform belonging to a saint Imam Zamin from Turkestan and lies just outside the eastern opening of Alai Darwaza.

Quwwat-ul-Islam Mosque or Qutb Masjid- Built towards the end of the 12th century, this was the first Islamic structure and was said to be modelled on the lines of Prophet’s house in Medina. It was built by Qutb-ud-din-Aibak by destroying Jain temples at the site after the defeat of last Hindu Kingdom. The material from the broken temple was also used to construct the mosque. The inscription and Hindu ornamentations on the walls and various pillars strengthen this theory.

Alai Darwaza- The entrance gate to the mosque, to the south of the mosque is called Alai Darwaza. It is a rectangular, domed- vestibule, opening on all four sides, made with marble and red- stone with fine carving and inlay work. Alai Darwaza was a part of expansion of the mosque carried out by Allah-ud-din-khilji in 13th and 14th centuries.

Qutb Minar- With a soaring 72.5-meters height, tapering from a base diameter of 14.4 m to a peak of just 2.4 m, Qutb minar is one of the finest stone monuments in the world. The tower has five storeys, each with a distinct balcony. Without elaborating further on the beauty of Qutb Minar, I will allow the pictures to speak for itself – do look at the album below. Here, I would like to share some interesting history of the Minar. Its construction was initiated by Viceroy Qutbuddin Aibak in late 12thC to commemorate victory of Mohd. Ghori over Rajput King Prithviraj Chauhan. He built only the first storey of the minar. In 13thC, Iltutmish, the 2nd Sultan of Slave Dynasty, added three more floors to the minar as a part of mosque expansion plan. In 14thc, it was struck by lightning and its top storey was knocked off. Firozshah Tughlak undertook the restoration work of the damaged part and replaced it with two more storeys. Once again it was struck by lightning in 16thC and was renovated and repaired by Sikander Lodi. In the beginning of the 19thC, its top cupola tumbled down due to earth-quake and the repair works was carried out by British engineers.     A minar next to a mosque is generally built to announce prayers but it is said that this minar, which was built as a victory memorial initially, doubled up as a prayer-call minar also with time as it gained height. Built over a period of more than six centuries under different dynasties and rulers from different religions, this minar is the finest example of mixed styles of architecture and this is the reason that every storey has its unique façade(or do I say `Unity in diversity and diversity in unity’)!
 Iron pillar- This is a unique 7-meter high Iron pillar dating back to 4th century, bearing Sanskrit inscriptions and was brought from Vishnupada Hill and installed here in 12th C. The high content of phosphorus gives it a protective covering against rusting. It is said that if you can encircle this pillar with your hands by standing with your back towards the pillar, and make a wish, your wish is fulfilled.

Tomb of Iltutmish- Though the outer walls surrounding the grave are mostly damaged, and the dome is not there now, yet what remains on the facades, on the internal walls in particular, is still awe-inspiring and speaks of the rich Islamic architecture of that time.

Khilji’s complex with Alaud-ud-din khilji’s Tomb and Madrasa- This complex is in a dilapidated condition and only the ruins remain.

Alai minar-This was apparently an attempt to build one more Minar like Qutb Minar by Khilji but could never take shape as soon after the central solid core was erected for the first two floors, Khilji died.

I was not expecting such a visual treat in the form of so many beautiful structures. It took us almost two hours to see the complex with attention to all the details, and we were so mesmerised by the intricate sculpturing and the History of the complex that we found it difficult to leave the place. We actually went near the Qutb Minar to have a last dekho at least 8-10 times as if we were to leave behind something. We had to get out of the `spell’ and leave the place for good for our next destination.

We skipped going to Tughluqabad, the third city built by Ghiyasudin Tughlak on a rocky hill with a panoramic view of the city. We were told that nothing much of the fort, Ghiyasudin’s Tomb and Adilabad Fort is remaining now. So we went to Bahai’s Lotus Temple in Nehru Place instead. It is a uniquely designed structure in the shape of a lotus (pictures below) and is a very large centre for meditation. We could not experience and appreciate the meditation part as that requires some time and our mind was too active and focussed on the trip to calm down and go into meditation.

After visiting the Lotus temple we headed to Humayun’s tomb in Nizamudin. When we reached this place, we had a pleasant surprise in the form of Isa Khan Tomb enclosure, as we were not aware of its existence and therefore, it was not on our itinerary.(please see pics)

The tomb of Humayun is an elegant early Mughal structure. It is a large complex with symmetrically placed gardens on all four sides. Humayun had designed it as a public garden. It is situated in the centre of a sprawling plot, and is 90m/90m in size and of 38m height. After his death, his queen Haji Begum got his tomb built there. Now several Mughal royals, including Begum Haji’s bodies lie buried around Humayun’s tomb. This monument is also a World Heritage Site.

Our last destination of day-1 was Lodi Gardens and The Tomb of Sadarganj as these are close to each other and not very far from our place of stay.

The tombs of Lodi Garden (15th-16thC), Lodi Road- The tombs in Lodi Garden were built when the Sultan era was coming to an end. The walls were decoratively painted but the intricate stone –carving work arrived with the Mughal era. These tombs attract tourists with their antiquity and have one of the most beautiful gardens of Delhi surrounding them. The area is so thick with greenery that you can spot some rare and beautiful birds with their chirpings in the garden which is a treat to the eyes and ears of a modern city dweller.

Mohd. Shah Tomb in Lodi Garden
Besides Sikandar Lodi’s Tomb, the garden has Mohd. Shah’s Tomb, Bara Gumbad mosque and Sheesh Gumbad no less in grandeur than the tomb. The beauty of the place and of Sheesh Gumbad has been described by Khushwant Singh in his latest novel `The Sunset Club’ in his own inimitable style. I could not help but envy the people of Delhi who walk and jog here every morning or evening with such beautiful structures in view. What a treat to the body and the mind!


The Tomb of Safdarjung (1774) - This splendid, tall tomb stands just across the T-junction of Lodi road, in the centre of an extensive garden and can be seen from the road itself. We just drove past Sadarganj tomb and admired the structure from the outside itself. With this we winded up our first day’s sight-seeing and went to our hotel to take rest and be charged for an equally hectic schedule the next day. In fact, we were able to relax in Lodi Garden itself, as it was already dusk and the serene environment of the garden proved captivating for our tired souls and feet.

On the second day we again started from the farthest point, but to the North of Delhi this time, the place where The Jama Masjid and The Lal Quilla are situated. As both these monuments are in Chandni Chowk and close to each other, we chose to start our day by visiting Jama Masjid.

Jama Masjid (1658 A.D.)- Built by Shahjahan, this is the largest mosque in India. It is built in the same style as Humayun’s tomb and has a sister mosque, called Badshahi mosque, in Lahore, Pakistan. It has three majestic white and black marbled domes covering the prayer hall and can accommodate 20,000 worshippers at a time. The climb to one of the minars gives one a view of awfully congested Old Delhi and its crowning glory, the historical Lal Quilla. My daughter climbed up the narrow, spiralling Minar to get the view while I had to stay behind because of my claustrophobia.

The Red Fort or Lal Quilla, 17th C- A colossal red-sandstone structure, it was built by Shah Jahan in 1638 to shift his capital from Agra (due to scarcity of water there) to Delhi and was the seat of Mughal Empire until the end. Inside there are many palaces built in marble with intricate carving and inlaid work. The fort is called Red Fort because it is fortified with a long and attractive red stone wall.

Diwan-I-khas is a special audience hall, a vast majestic palace with arches which once had the famous peacock throne embellished with rubies and diamonds in its centre. There is Diwan-i-am, Khas Mahal for the royals, Rang Mahal, and Mumtaj Mahal with many pavilions (chhatriyan) on them. One of the pavilions here bears the inscription in Pashtoon by the poet Firdaus, which when translated in English means “If there is a paradise on earth, it is here! It is here!! It is here!!!”

The sound-and-light show in the evening recreates the glory of India’s ancient history, the rise and fall of Mughal Empire.

In the past, Red Fort, Jama Masjid and the area around formed the seventh city, called Shahjahanabad with Chandni Chowk as its main market. We had planned to have our lunch at the famous `Paranthewali gali’ in Chandni Chowk. As we stood outside The Lal Quilla, looking across the road, the maddeningly crowded Chandi Chowk, we were dumbstruck and just could not gather courage to jostle for the place to reach the eatery (am sure we missed really amazing food!). We could see the peaks of historical Gurudwara Sheeshganj and Digambar Jain Temple across the street just behind one block. Despite the many temptations, we could not make it to the Chandni Chowk. Everything seemed so near but so far! All of a sudden there started a heavy downpour. Taking it as a cue from the rain gods, we abandoned our plan of going to the Chandani Chowk and called the cab to take us to Akshardham.

Swaminarayan Akshardham Complex - This is a 20st Century temple complex spread over 30 acres of land on the banks of the Yamuna River in East Delhi. It is a modern wonder which reflects the essence and magnitude of India’s ancient architecture and timeless spirituality. The colossal monument has been built in line with ancient Indian Vastu Shastra and is a marvel in pink stone and marble. It is a step forward to carry on Indian architectural tradition to the generations and centuries to come. The Rs.400 crore plus project by BAPS (Bochasanvasi Shri Akshar Purushottam Swaminarayan Sanstha) has taken inspiration from Badrinath, Somnath and Konark temples for its carvings and motifs.

The main temple is 141ft high, 316 ft wide, and 370 ft long with many ornate pillars, scriptures and statues, eleven 72-ft high domes and ornately carved arches. A double-storeyed parikrama in the form of arched corridor encircles the monument like a necklace around it. The whole monument rises on the shoulders of about 150 huge stone elephants with a tall panchdhatu statue of Swaminarayan presiding prominently inside the temple. In nut shell, it is a must-see place!

The entry to the monument is free but there are tickets for the exhibition halls, robotic shows, I-max theatre and boat rides inside.

The place is the hottest tourist spot for the guests and Delhiites alike. It provides a very beautiful and serene environment for a day out on picnic too as its well-stocked food-court area takes care of the visitors’ gastronomic needs as well. After seeing the place and resting for sometime by seating under one of the arches of parikrama, where the cross air-breeze swept away our tiredness, we had a sumptuous meal at the food-court to our heart’s content and made up for the paranthas that we missed.

Post lunch, our destination was Lutyen’s New Delhi. We drove past Purana Quila as time did not permit us to see it at leisure. Moreover, our driver of the hired vehicle, a pleasant sardarji, discouraged us to go to the Quilla, as according to him, there was nothing left of the old Quilla and it was completely in ruins. It was built about a hundred years before the Red Fort by Humayun, on the site of Indraprastha, the capital of Pandavas. There is a Sher Mandal, a small octagonal, double-storey structure which was a library. I gathered that Humayun fell down the steps and died here in 1556. Just driving past Old Fort, we entered New Delhi and took Raj Path to reach India Gate.

India Gate is a war memorial arch, built in memory of 90,000 soldiers who lost their lives in WW I. The names of all those soldiers are inscribed on it and an eternal lamp, `Amar Jawan Jyoti’ is kept burning as tribute to all those martyrs. The India Gate is beautified by vast lawns which are open to public and a favourite place of Delhiites to relax and spend the evenings on the sprawling lawns. We did not spend much time at India gate as it was noon time and the monument was under renovation and being readied for the guests expected for the forthcoming Commonwealth Games.

The Raj Path from India Gate led us to Rashtrapati Bhavan at the other extreme end. The Raj Path lies perpendicular on Jan Path. It is at this cross- junction, that the other roads radiate in a hexagonal pattern and form the Connaught circus, the shopping hub for all. The Rashtrapati Bhavan was designed by Lutyens and is the pride possession of the Indian capital. One can drive straight up to the Bhavan but cannot Park the vehicle there as it is a high security zone. Rashtrspati Bhavan, formerly the residence of the British Viceroy, is the official residence of the President of India. Flanked on its sides by the North and the South blocks which constitute the Secretariat, Rashtrpati Bhavan has 340 rooms with the most magnificent Durbar Hall, the ceremonial hall for all official functions. It has a massive, beautiful Mughal garden which is open to public only twice a year.

In the vicinity, north-west of Vijay Chowk, is situated the huge, completely circular with supporting 144 pillars, the Parliament House or Sansad Bhavan. While driving past these structures we decided to make a quick visit to Birla temple as it was in the same area.

Birla Temple also known as Shree Laxmi Narayana Temple is one of the popular temples of the city and visited by a large number of local devotees everyday but I don’t think it is unique in any way for the tourists.

We decided to complete our journey by visiting a gurudwara and sought our driver’s advice for the choice as we knew that he would be the right person to guide us. We were not wrong. He took us to one of the most revered gurudwaras, Gurudwara Bangla Sahib in Connaught Circus, which is very large and beautiful. One thing I want to share here, is that in any gurudwara, you are very warmly welcome with a helping Kar-sevak to guide you around. The Kada-prasad or halwa tastes heavenly in the serene environment of a gurudwara. Having grown up in the company of Sikh-friends since my school and college days, and having been to gurudwaras often and having always relished the Kadah-prasad, this visit brought back the nostalgia of those days when we visited the place more out of greed for halwa than reverence !

The other places of my interest, which could not be a part of this trip due to time constraint, are Raj Ghat- the memorial to the father of our nation, Mahatma Gandhi, Iskcon temple, Jantar Mantar complex and the museums.

Important: View the picture album below to fully appreciate the tourney to Delhi.



P.S. Things to keep in mind while planning your trip-

Lotus Temple and The Red Fort are closed on Monday.
Safdarjung Tomb and Old Fort are opened only on Monday.
Rashtrapati Bhavan and its museum are open for visitors on Mon, Wed, Fri and Sat from 11am with visiting permission taken in advance. The `changing-of-the guard’ ceremony can be viewed from the gates, every Saturday morning.
There are no entry fees to places of worship and a nominal fee of rupees 5-20 at heritage sites which is charged by the archaeological Survey of India.

14 February 2011

`My Coffee- table Travelogue’


We all have yesteryears’ family photos that we treasure greatly. For many of us, these photos mostly lay forgotten in albums until, once in a while, we are reminded of them, either by an old friend or by an overwhelming memory of an event from the days gone by. As reassuring as it was to have all my photo albums stacked neatly in one place, I thought that my vast collection deserved a better place in my life. Let me share with you some ideas on recycling old print photos and making them more accessible to those who matter to us.


My association with photography goes back to my school and college days. I always found myself drawn to the idea of clicking photos and getting clicked. That photography was a `hobby’ of mine, is a realisation that dawned upon me much later in my life. In retrospect, this realisation explains a strange childhood habit of mine; when my siblings would spend their pocket money on buying gifts for visiting nephews and nieces during their summer vacations, I would hold on to my savings until the perfect summer noon arrived; then I would quietly slip out of the house with the little ones and take them to a small studio in our neighbourhood to get them photographed. Why this stealth, you would ask? When the temp. would be above 40oC, everyone else in the house would be enjoying their afternoon siesta, leaving me with an unrefuted freedom of movement. If my intentions were to be discovered, I knew, there would be resistance to the idea. In 1970s getting photographed was considered a luxury in a middle class home.


People would go to a studio only for strict purposes-- for a passport/Id card, or if it were a marriageable girl, to obtain photos that would be fit to send to the prospective groom’s family, or even rarer, in the case of some ‘modern’ parents, to capture their son’s image on his first birthday. In any case, the expectations were high from the photographer for the simple reason that everyone wants to look better in one’s photo. The expectations were even higher on the second case as every girl’s parents would want their daughter to appear `fair, tall, sharp-featured and well-disposed’, in her photo at least.  With little advancement in trick photography, it used to be a bigger challenge for the photographer and in some cases, an impossible task. Knowing well that nothing ruins a business like an unhappy customer, an experienced and smart photographer would even turn the subject away on some flimsy excuse if the girl was incurably plain. The risk was not so high in the third category, as a child, that too a son was to his parents their best creation on earth; how could any image of their son not warm their hearts?

My yearly visits to that lone studio in my neighbourhood, helped establish a good rapport with the studio owner. Then came the era of coloured photos and I was irresistibly impressed by this invention. Initially, it was not in the printing and developing that the change occurred, rather, the photographer coloured the photograph post-development, not unlike a painter. I too wanted one of my nephew’s pictures to be coloured but the price was simply unaffordable. Undaunted, I dared to paint one of the black and white photos myself equipped merely with a prior interest in drawing and painting. The result, in my opinion, was quite encouraging. I couldn’t wait to show my handiwork to my friend, the the studio uncle and till today I remember the surprised and appreciative look on his face.

Seeing my interest in the photography, one of my brothers-in-law voluntarily parted with his box-camera. I took the gesture in a big way and participated in ‘Photo Exhibition Competition’, organized in my college, and submitted my entire collection of photographs. I won a consolation prize, not for the quality of photography but for the highest number of the entries made by a single contestant!

To keep up with the rapid pace of technology, I kept upgrading my camera --- a Kodak box-camera to Isoly II to National auto-click, and with age, my subjects changed as well. From cousins, nieces and nephews in the family, my camera had now shifted focus to my own lovely (no photography trick here) daughters, family, friends, parties and travel.

Then came the digital camera, and this caused a major setback to my interest in photography. Perhaps, it was the ease that digital photography lent to this activity. Where was the fun and challenge of good photography, I thought. More importantly, the thought of parting with my dearest and highly advanced Nikon SLR, which was surely to become obsolete soon, was unbearable. I resisted the situation as long as possible and seeing my dilemma, one fine day, my just-married daughter and son-in-law gifted, rather, forced upon me, a digital camera. After using the camera for some time, I became even more possessive about my collection of old print photos as I realized that the advent of the digital age spelled doom for the art of print photography. With this began my exercise of rearranging and reusing photos in an attempt to save them for posterity.

collage for my home
Collage for my daughter
 With the help of my daughter,I got all the photos scanned. With all the photos secured so, I was free to use the prints the way I wanted to. First of all, I segregated the pics to make three collages, one each for my two daughters and one for my own house. The choice of pics for each collage was easy to make as the aim was to capture occasions, people and places that were landmarks in the life of the person in question. The final results were truly amazing, and together with their immense sentimental value, they made great surprise-gifts for both my daughters.


 Then came the idea of recycling my travel pictures, of both long tours with family and weekend-getaways with friends. These photos always got my friends nostalgic and I wanted them all in one place. I decided to make a coffee-table book or `my coffee-table travelogue’ as I call it. It is basically an album. I have arranged the pics in a chronological order in collage-form on individual sheets with small foot-notes. Arranging pics this way made the album more interesting to see and saved the bulk of multiple albums. There are 3-4 types of albums available in the market. I used a loose one in which additional sheets can be added, if need be. The sheet has a self-adhesive surface, where you can stick the chosen photos. When the page is ready, there is a thin transparent film that you must place on the photograph-laden page. This step requires extreme care as you need to press this film from one end to another avoiding air bubbles and creasing. It is a tricky thing but not impossible. The result is there before you to see.

Coffee-table book when open

My Coffee-table Travelogue











 



18 January 2011

PARIS



Hi, I am back to share some more of my travel accounts. While going through my photo albums recently, I came across my Paris- trip pics and, immediately, decided to write about my Paris trip. My recently concluded trip of Jodhpur and Jaisalmer can wait.

This time, I will elaborate, about various places through my picture album/slide show. I feel it will make an interesting and illustrative journey.

Allow me to take you on a trip through the awe-inspiring city of Paris. Here, I will briefly elaborate on the must-see sites of the city, and let my slide-show do the rest.

Paris can be divided into five imaginary zones – Old city, new Paris of today, Right/north bank of Seine, Left/south bank and working class Paris.

Old Paris has survived its charm despite the ravages of time, innumerable wars and revolutions. At the same time new projects and redevelopment in recent times have added charisma to the city. The Right and left parts of the city are situated on the two sides of the river Seine.

The capital city is abundant with ancient buildings and monuments that have witnessed not only several battles and revolutions but also the two mightiest of wars ever waged in world history.

One has several options of transport to choose for sight-seeing. Most popular are bus tours, for a two-to-four days’ stay, and the bookings can be done either online through their websites in advance or at one of their bus stops instantly.Before doing booking, please compare the route followed, bus-stops, fare and other features offered by different tour operators and decide on the one that best suits your schedule. Their buses ply on fixed routes and there is an audio guide to inform you about the monuments you see to your left or right while sitting in the bus. You can get down at various tourist sites, see the place at your own pace, come back and take the next available bus of the same tour operator. Cool!

When in Paris, one must also experience the joys of cycling. The city first introduced its bike rental scheme in Aug’2007. `Paris’s Velib’ or freedom bike scheme turned cycling into a fad instantly. `The Velib’ or the `Velorution’ added Paris to the league cycling pioneers like Amsterdam, Copenhagen, Oslo and Lyon. These bikes are excellent in quality and environmental-friendly. (Refer pic for more info)

Besides, one must also make a cruise trip of Seine River, as the river has twenty one beautiful bridges connecting two halves of the city. These bridges were built at different times as the city and its needs grew. Moreover, it offers a scenic view of the major tourist spots that lie on its banks.

It is always better to hire an audio guide wherever it is available.

Old Paris will basically be the major consideration of a tourist’s agenda as it offers many historical sites which are architecturally very grand, viz.-

Notre-dame cathedral-The symbol of Gothic Paris, it was founded by Bishop Maurice in 1163 and took200 years to complete. Its huge size was unmatched until other cathedrals were built in 1230. It was damaged during the Revolution and its gothic status was restored post 1845. In 1991, it was declared a Unesco World Heritage site.

One must obtain the brochure available at the site to fully understand and appreciate the layout of the structure. Specially look for- Chimeras, finial, Belfry and the Great Bell (the largest bell with the deepest sound), chalices, cups and crosses. The visit requires an hour on an average. If you choose to ascend the towers (400 steps and no lift), be sure you are very healthy.


P.S. Victor Hugo’s famous novel, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, published in 1831, was a huge success as it coincided with a general interest in the medieval monuments at that time. Later, another book, The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown evoked the curiosity of visitors in the Pyramid at the Louvre, museum itself and the Mona Lisa, in particular and the Notre Dame.


The saint-Chapel- A 13th century chapel today, is surrounded by other contrasting modern building complexes.

The Palais-Royal

The Louvre Museum and The Pyramid – The Grand Louvre Complex is the largest complex of museums in the world today. Minimum time one needs to even look around the whole place is one day; for genuine art connoisseurs, sky is the limit.

The Vendome – the square with the central column

The Pompidou centre – A modern structure situated in the heart of the old Paris and surrounded by old buildings.

The town Hall – A fairly accurate reconstructed building after the original was burnt down during the Paris Commune of 1871.

The Left bank has-

The Invalides – In addition to the invalides Hospital, it has the Monsart Dome with Napoleans tomb and Military office and museum.

The Sorbon Quadrangle and the Sorbon Chapel – The University site

The Odeon Theatre

The Pantheon – The church of Saint Genevieve, now the resting place of Victor Hugo and Jean Moulin

The pond in the Luxembourg Gardens – One of the principal attractions for children

The Observatory – Built in 17th century, the Paris meridian cuts through the exact centre of the building whose four sides are oriented to face the four directions.

The Montparnasse Tower – This is a conspicuously visible high-rise modern structure in an otherwise city of low-rise buildings.

The National Assembly

The Eiffel Tower – This name is now synonymous with Paris

The Saint Sulpice Church – It has some paintings and sculptures by famous painters and sculptors.

The Jardin Park and the Maze – A garden on a hilly ground with a spiral promenade and a complicated sundial with the cheery inscription, ``I count only the happy times”.

Roman Thermal Baths and The Cluny Museum

The Senate and its gardens – Originally a palace built for Catherine de’medici, resembling the Pitti Palace in her native Florence.
Right Bank – Has considerably more recent buildings than those of the Old Paris. To the south of the Triumphal Way which passes through the Triumph arch, it extends to the areas having restaurants, sports arenas and grand avenues.

The Triumph Arc and The Triumph way

The Concorde – one of the finest squares of the city with its famous obelisks
The Grand Palais and the Petit Palais – the central place for the 1900’s World’s fair and many other famous exhibitions, these palaises are very ornate.

The Russian Church- a five- domed Russian Orthodox church

The Opera Garnier

The Trocadero Palace – Built more recently for world exhibitions, this place now houses several museums and is also noted for the quotes from Paul Valery carved on its walls.

 North-eastern Paris of the working class – Built largely on a hilly terrain, this part is more of historical importance compared to the remaining city which mainly boasts of architectural excellence.

The Gare De Lyon – a 210-feet high clock tower is a monument to the great era of railways.

The Opera Batille and The July Column

The Sacre-Ceor Church at Montmartre

The Pere-Lachaise Cemetery – This final resting place of innumerable celebrities has become an open air museum of funerary art due to diverse styles of the tombs made over centuries.

The New Paris – This part was basically developed much after the World War II. The new and modern constructions and renovation and redevelopment of some of the earlier structures are now favourite landmarks of the city.

02 January 2011

tHE mAD mAD wORLD OF mEDICINE



Dedicated To The....
``Mumbai is not the right place to fall sick,” announced my friend while introducing me to the city. It left me confused. I thought to myself, ``is there a right place to fall sick? Why on earth would anyone like to fall sick, anywhere?" When I asked her what she meant by that, she just waved it aside saying that I would understand when I would have my first encounter with a doctor in Mumbai. So far, I had only heard of encounters between Mumbai police and underworld gangsters, but an encounter with a doctor? Sounded strange! When I voiced my thoughts to my friend, she told me that the doctors were as good (rather bad) as gangsters in extorting money from their victims (oops... patients) because their charges were exorbitant and simply unaffordable.

The day was not far when I actually had to see a doctor, after settling down in Mumbai. At the appointed time, I reached the clinic with some apprehension. While in the waiting/reception area, I broke into a conversation with other patients. I was dismayed to learn that the doctor had given the same time-slot to three more patients! ``This doctor must be very competent and busy,” I tried to convince myself and people around me. ``Nothing of that sort,” said one of my co-patients (who shared the appointment time with me). ``Most of the doctors do this to create this impression of being in great demand.”

After waiting for an hour, I was called in. I was impressed by the very clean and hygienic look inside, I must admit. One gets to see such sterile look only in movies. I was asked to sit. Expecting questions about my condition and ailment, I was taken aback when the doctor began with, ``who referred you to me?”

I was startled and before I could gather my senses, pat came the next question, ``Are you working?”

``Yes, of course. I am a housewife. I slog 24/7 hours to look after my family.”

``In that case, where does your husband work?” he asked blatantly, without appreciating or sympathising with me on my work conditions.

I gave a puzzled look, as I wondered what relation my husband’s job had with my condition.

He added quickly, ``I mean whether in a public sector or a private company etc., and whether you get your bills reimbursed.”

I had to tell him, albeit reluctantly, that my husband was a banker. Finally, the `doctor’ somewhere within him woke up and he enquired about my health and condition.

As I started off with my list of problems, I noticed that the doctor was least attentive to me and was vigorously jotting something down. He had prescribed me a long list of medicines and a couple of lab tests before I had finished!

I asked, “Am I to go for the tests first?”

``Hmmm. You can start the medicines right away; go for the tests at your convenience. But you must undergo these tests, just in case....” he left me nervous at the complexity of my disease.

At the reception, the lady had already prepared a receipt-cum-bill for a handsome amount. Having parted with the amount, I left the clinic with a heavy heart and a lighter purse. On my way back home I pondered as to how the receptionist knew that I would ask for a receipt for the payment made, as my husband was enititled to get a part of such medical expenditure reimbursed from his employers. What the doctor was inquiring in his cabin, made sense to me now and presented a perfect picture of telepathy between him and his receptionist.

After a few days, I had to take my younger daughter to a dentist. An old filling had come off and needed to be redone. The dentist examined my daughter’s teeth and uttered something, which sounded quite alarming and compounded my fear and premonition that my daughter was in for a long course of treatment. Although the doctor sounded quite sympathetic towards the patient, the expression on his face didn’t quite reflect that. To me, he appeared quite thrilled and ready for his kill. For a while, I thought that I was becoming too suspicious by nature. But my fears came true as I was explained an elaborate treatment plan. After a treatment covering ten to twelve sittings and stretching over a period of five weeks, I came to know that the doctor had gone to Europe on a holiday tour, leaving my daughter high and dry in the middle of her treatment with a few freshly dug openings and canals, not unlike BMC leaving dug pot holes and roads before the onset of monsoon. Anyway, it was a much needed commercial break for the doctor ((literally). My daughter is a sweet, charming and accommodating person. Though not endowed with a very good set of teeth which can launch a thousand toothbrushes of all shapes and sizes and toothpastes of all hues of a rainbow, she’ll nevertheless have a `million dollar’ smile by the time she leaves the clinic or Mumbai, whichever happens first.

My elder daughter, who is a computer graduate, suffers from recurring bouts of backache. Recently, I took her to one of the city’s leading orthopaedic surgeons. The reception room had a portable TV mounted on a wall just below the ceiling, to entertain waiting patients. It was placed at such a convenient (or strategic?) height that everyone was able to watch the TV, but only by giving a slight twist to one’s neck. By the time my daughter went in for consultation, I had a stiff and sprained neck. I had no option but to take an appointment for myself too. What an idea!(Sir ji). The long list of degrees, the doctor held to his credit, looked like an anagram of the English alphabet to me. I could decipher only two of his degrees. One was MD to `ensnare’ prospective patients! And the last in the list but not the least was an MBA! (That explained the position of TV set). When I narrated this incident to one of my friends, she told me of the innovative ways pursued by some doctors to manage substantial turnover of patients.

Everyone knows how the smallest ailment, which could best be attended by the family physician in good old days, gets referred to a never ending chain of specialists nowadays.

The veterinary doctors are not far behind in the pursuit of this unholy wealth accumulation. A friend of mine had a pet dog. One day, the poor dog just collapsed. My friend took the dog to its regular veterinary doctor to confirm its death. The doctor put the dog on the examination table and went inside for a while. He came out holding a cat in his arms. The vet left the cat on the table and it walked over the dog’s body. The dog did not move. The doctor thereafter proclaimed that the dog was dead and apologised to my friend for his inability to save the poor creature. At this moment of grief, my friend asked the doctor with hesitation whether she had to pay some money.

The doctor said, ``Yes ma’am, you may pay rupees three thousand and five hundred only.
``Rupees three thousand and five hundred?” asked my bewildered friend.

The doctor confirmed, ``Yes, rupees five hundred as my fees and three thousand for the cat-scan!



Note: All characters except the dog and the writer of the article are fictitious and any resemblance in real life to any doctor or patient is purely coincidental!