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Photographs & writing by Guest Blogger Roshni Majumder
I have always wanted to pen my travel experience down but
never got around to do so for reasons best unknown to me! This time around, I
felt motivated as my brother insisted I do and hand it over. So, here goes!
I have been to lot of summer vacation places in Himachal, Uttarakhand,
Rajasthan and the southern part of India. Hence, I was a little bewildered
about where to start from. While going through all my travel experience & photos, I thought
of writing an account of a place which is lesser known but extremely
adventurous which you get to know only when you reach.
The name of the place is Dholpur. It’s a small district in
Rajasthan bordered by Uttar Pradesh as well as Madhya Pradesh. I stumbled upon
this placed while going through a magazine while waiting to be interviewed in
one of the dotcom companies in Delhi. Its a good weekend gateway from New Delhi which is just 3 hours drive. The place is known as the erstwhile abode
of the Behad Dacoits and now more for the river safari in the river – Chambal.
I was intrigued with the idea of river safari as well as going and setting foot
to the dacoit heaven! While reading more about the place (I have a habit of
trying and knowing everything before I visit any place) I was enlightened more
about the fauna of the place. Not only can you embark on a journey across the river
Chambal (the very name sends shivers down my spine till date) but you can also
sight the members of aquatic reptiles, river dolphins and a plethora of bird
species. Heaven! Was the thought in my mind.
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| Behad Valley, Chambal River |
After having consulted my sister, who is the essential
partner in crime in most of my travel endeavours, we decided to take a taste of
the rustic landscape and the adventure the place offered. The journey began on
2nd April 2015 with a wild life photographer and enthusiast Mr.
Sharma. We took the Yamuna expressway which is an experience in itself as it is
a sheer infrastructure magnificence. We started pretty late which was not a
good idea as it was almost 11 pm when we reached the place. Upon reaching, we
realized how small a place it can be. There was not a single hotel in sight. My
sister, being the internet buff she is, started looking up for hotels online
and luckily, we got a good one about 3 kms outside of the city. We had dinner
which was sumptuous and delicious and went off to sleep.
Next Day – we started off towards Chambal and found the
valleys where the dacoits had ruled with ruthlessness that rocked and shocked
the entire nation once. Moving forward, we came across Chambal river, rustic
and an odd feel of cruelty exuding out of it. The safari was to be done in a
motor boat (price varies with the kms covered) and we were given heavy
life-jackets to wear in case of a mishap. I failed to understand though, how
that could have saved us from the crocs and the ghariyals which adorned the
river. But the feel of adventure did increase manifold and we boarded the boat
with anticipation. The first few meters went event free and then we sighted the
first crocodile taking a sun bath. These brutes evoke enough excitement in
captivity and so, seeing them out in the open with the guide to trust our life
with, was pure ecstasy. It was when the
brute decided to get up and started walking into the water (yeah note – it did
no crawl but walked on all fours!) is when we all skipped several heartbeats.
Our boat was straight in line with its snout and we had no clue about its
intention. And even in that state, we kept the boat stationed there as we were
in a vantage point that gave some god frames. The guide slowly crept away after
a while and that was a very wise decision.
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| Giant Croc |
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| Sun bathing Crocodile |
We went further ahead and saw a mother and a baby ghariyal
sun-bathing in the sand beaches. The river safari also gave us an ample scope
to witness the avian diversity – golden ducks, crames, storks, red
wattled-lap-wings, stilts to name a few. We were lucky to catch a glimpse of
the golden fox and a few other crocs which were perched up on the rocks,
camouflaged completely. The other reptilian species we came across were
red-crowned turtles. Magnificent in their size, they looked quite overwhelming against
the crocs.
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| 3 Friends |
Dholpur also offers a peek in the history. It hosts a lesser
known palace and temple of Machchkund Raja. The history behind that is quite
rich and intriguing as well as the architectural infrastructure. It commands a
scenic view and has a tank surrounded by a series of temples of different
dates. The place is named after Raja Machchh Kund. the twenty fourth king of
the Suryavanshi Dynasty (the solar race) and is said to have reigned nineteen
generations before Lord Ram came into the picture. According to legend, Raja
Machchh Kund, was sleeping here when a demon Kaal Yaman while pursuing Lord
Krishna, accidentally woke him up. The demon was burnt to ashes because of a
divine blessing to Raja Machchh Kund. It is now a sacred place for pilgrims and
we were offered an opportunity to be a part of the evening devotional offerings
which takes place amidst the elites of the place. The ritual was very organised
and pulled at my spiritual cord which otherwise remains dormant.
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| Giant Turtle |
Prior to the pious evening, we went to another exquisite
place called Shahi Talaab which actually was a lake sprawled lavishly across
several acres of land with sparkling water surrounded with lush green meadows.
The place was quite afar from the main city and stray incidents of loots and
vandalism was reportedly taking place. The landscape offered rustic meadows
with an occasional sprinkling of deciduous vegetation and single huts erected
in the middle of nowhere! Not to mention that ours was the only car traversing
the length and breadth of the small district.
It was a fruitful trip where we got to get away from the
throngs of people in otherwise crowded places. Addition to that was the
memorable evening rituals and the up, close and personal encounters with the
river perils!
