Places impact you for a variety of reasons. And the same place impacts different people in different ways. This is especially true when it comes to spiritual experiences, where every single person’s experience is unique. And personally, every spiritual experience is unique, the same person can have different deeply spiritual experiences at different places, at different times. This thought has emerged because of my own experiences over the years, but especially so this year, with different and unique experiences at various places I have visited recently. I began this year with a visit to Baroda (Vadodara) with friends. It was meant to be a relaxed trip, a touristy trip, with our sons. We enjoyed ourselves to the hilt, but the highlight of that trip was a visit to the Lakulisha temple at Pavagadh. It was the iconography of the temple that I connected with, and I spent a few hours simply lost in the details of the figures carved around the temple. There was an indefinable connect with
In October 2011, we
visited Sringeri, Udupi and Kollur. It was a memorable trip with tightropeartists and rainbows giving us a respite from the temple visits. We were really
looking forward to the last leg of our trip, which took us to Shimoga and then
to the River Tern Lodge. However, we still had much to experience before we
reached Shimoga!
We had decided to use public transport as much as possible
during the trip, so we stuck to KSRTC and private buses which ran on the hills.
We had no problem finding convenient buses, and to my surprise, almost always
managed to find seats too. The people were helpful, and with a mixture of Tamil
and Hindi, we managed to travel from one place to another with the least amount
of trouble. The people at the bus stands, as well as the driver and conductor
were polite and helpful, and nowhere was it more apparent than on the last part
of our journey, from Sringeri to Shimoga.
After the heavy rain of the night, we had been wondering
what the weather would be like the next morning. We had loads of luggage, and
had to reach Shimoga, and then head on to the JLR’s River Tern Lodge. However,
the sun rose bright and early, and the sky was clear. It seemed to bode well
for us.
Finding a bus to Shimoga turned out to be easier than we
thought. We found ourselves seats and the bus started off with great gusto, only
to stop in a while in a tiny lane just off the road, near a small village. The
bus had developed some trouble, but not to worry, said the driver. A
replacement bus was already on its way. And there it was, right behind.
Impressed, we gathered our luggage and rushed to catch seats before the rest of
our fellow passengers. However, it seemed we had lost our ‘seat catching’
skills, for all we managed were the seats next to the driver!
The driver was all set to leave before we were, and off he
rushed, to make up the few minutes he had lost. It was barely ten minutes later
that we realised that one of our bags was missing! It was left behind on the
earlier bus! I was a bit upset, and despaired of ever finding it, and we
wondered what to do. The driver overheard our conversation and asked us what
had happened. When we told him, he simply called up the driver of the other bus
and asked him if our bag was there. It seemed it was... it had fallen off while
we were boarding...and he made arrangements for the bag to arrive at Shimoga by
the next bus!! I was stunned, to say the least, and still wondered if it would
indeed reach us within half an hour of our arrival at Shimoga.
Having little else to do, we spent the rest of the journey
admiring the views of the verdant countryside... and hoped we would eventually
get back our bag....
Meanwhile. Samhith decided to make the most of a tiny space
behind the driver...
While the driver chatted with us about our next stop – the
River Tern Lodge. He told us the bus timings to the place, and also how to get
there soonest!
At last, it was time for us to alight at Shimoga... and we
wondered when our bag would reach, if ever! The driver assured us that the bag
was on the next bus, which would arrive within half an hour. “Our buses are
never late” he said, and gave us the number of the conductor of the other bus,
“just in case”. We thanked him and made our way to the waiting area, wondering
how we would identify the right bus among the constant flow of buses, which all
appeared the same to our undiscerning eyes. Exactly half an hour later, a bus
roared in, and as the crowd poured out of the bus, the conductor got off, our
bag in his hand. Shankar was trying to call the number we had been given, but
the conductor spotted us at once – apparently, jeans and kurtas aren’t a common
dress in those parts, and the driver had described the one Shankar was wearing!
And thus we were reunited with our missing bag! We couldn't thank the drivers
and conductors enough, but for them it was just another day.. they had buses to
drive and time tables to stick too, and off they went.
We went on our way too... to the River Tern Lodge, where we
spent two amazing days! That experience deserves not one, but numerous posts, so thats what is coming up next!!
What a journey Anu! A replacement bus arrives on time and a missing bag arrives as promised too! I am impressed. And that picture of Samhith is so cute!
ReplyDeleteThanks Mrdiula! we dont really expect such things to happen in rural indian buses, do we?
DeleteHi madam.. waiting for your river tern resort experience!! I have been there but not stayed..( as our home is about 25km from there ) .. have u been to jungle safari there?? The backwater is really nice.. peaceful place..
ReplyDeleteyes, we went on a safari there... the write up will come soon!
DeleteTruly an unforgettable and memorable journey. I think this is one of those "It happens only in India" moments. I once had a hall ticket for an entrance exam "couriered" with the driver of a Pune Mumbai bus in 1993. He was also matter-of-fact about it and is something that I cannot forget even today.
ReplyDeletewhoa!!! that happens only in india too!!!
DeleteWonderful Account Anu jee
ReplyDeleteAs truly said " It happens only in India "
Thanks Vishal!
DeleteNice post. Mera Bharat Mahan.
ReplyDeleteThanks, PNS!
DeleteAnuradha, thank you for your report, nice. Warm greetings Dietmut
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gekleurde potpourri
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Thanks Dietmut!
DeleteIt is little experiences like these while travelling that make you believe in the inherent goodness of the world :) Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely, Shivya! These are what make us want to go out again and again and again!!
DeletePictures seem very original. Interesting narrative waiting for your next post.
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