Posts Tagged ‘bhagsu’

Friends & memories

April 3, 2009

Hi all,
This post would be about meeting long-lost friends and a butterfly story 😉


birds,butterflies and GPS

March 31, 2009

Hi all,
This post would be about some more flora and fauna discovering while living in bhagsu.


raining in bhagsu

March 28, 2009

Hi all,
Yesterday it rained the whole day. There seems to be a pattern building up. It seems it will rain one day and then not rain the whole of next day. The local people need the rain as they depend on the rain water for their daily needs even though its piped. In fact the piped water from the mountains is not just for bhagsu, dharamkot, mcleodganj and dharamsala but also villages like dadnu and few others which the local people don’t feel generous.

Yesterday found a very nice Punjabi Dhaba on the Jogiwara Road going down from the Post Office, near/around ROGPA on the 2nd floor above memory restaurant. Also found couple of cinemas also there as well. Would go to one of them to also experience that mini-theatre as well.

Also met an old yet new friend called Krishna. Krishna is a Reiki Master, Yoga Teacher and Massage therapist all rolled into one. We are on similar paths hence had a nice deep conversation. While conversing as it was cold very much also used alcohol. While I have taken alcohol many times in my life yesterday could actually feel the alcohol mixing in my blood and giving warmth and energy as I was drinking it.

Seeing beautiful women and getting heart-broken is the other order of business of the day and women here are just beautiful to look at. 😉

That’s it on another beautiful day in Bhagsu, Mcleodganj 😉

Indrunag, bhagsu

March 27, 2009

Hi all,
Yesterday went to a place called Indrunag. Indrunag is famous for a temple made in honor of Lord Shiva. Its the only place around from where one can see the whole of North, the whole of South, East and West without obstruction of either the mountains or the trees. I’m not much of an outdoors person so it took me roughly three hours to get there. I started something like 11:30 a.m. and reached there around 14:30 hours.
There is no trail from either bhagsu or Mcleodganj to go to Indrunag. The best way to go by walk is to start walking from a very small temple which is next to Triund View Cafe (which is between Mcleodganj and Bhagsu). One needs to go down to a village called Hiro, still go down to the riverbed and then across and climb up. After climbing up for about 30-40 minutes, you hit across a sorta plateau which leads to a sort of half-built road which goes till Indrunag.

One of the interesting things which happened was couple of landslides which happened just before our eyes. I would say we were really lucky for had it been 2 minutes we would have been in pieces. It wasn’t a large landslide (as seen on TV) but the small one would have also done the job.

One of the other things which was interesting to see a tree species. It had drooping leaves (like porcupine spikes are but slanting downward due to gravity) and upturned few sticks which were like candles (almost like the candle chandeliers we see in old homes).

While going also observed a pool which had a bunch of tadpoles jumping in and out. Sadly the pool would not be good enough for even large frog.

After reaching Indrunag found there were couple of cafes. One is much better constructed then the other. Had delicious chowmein there and tea and lolled around a bit in Indrunag. Then as it started getting 16:00 hours went down walking down to Dharamsala .

While walking down an hour or so hit the small village/town called Dadnu. In Dadnu saw ‘Harmony through education special needs school, Dharamsala’ , Khando Chazotsang, White Gate. On inquiring further came to know this Special Needs School started operating few years back but now the Tibetans have taken it on rent. The school operates from 9 in the morning till 15:00 hours evening. Bang opposite this saw a Goan/Portugese architectural house which has been there for more than 40 years or so. It has couple of peaks and a small pyramidical structure at two sides. The owner was said to be some Colonel something. Tried to find a bit more about it but couldn’t 😦

Going down to the main bazaar came across another Sony PS2 Playstation parlor. This time couldn’t stop myself and played ‘Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire’ for around couple of hours. Then came to the main bazaar took a bus to Mcleoganj, did the 2 kms. walk up to Bhagsu and another km. till my place and slept like a log.

Another post from the land of mysticism, romance and samsara 😉

Life, death and celebration

March 26, 2009

Hi all,
Sorry for not putting up any posts in the recent past. Just so many things have been happening just absorbing stuff takes time. This post would be about recent events happening around Bhagsu.

People, Mcleodganj, Bhagsu

March 21, 2009

Hi all,
This post would be about meeting some of the different people I have met in Bhagsu.


Post from Bhagsu

March 13, 2009

Hi all,
There is lots to share today. The first though is some bad news. The bad news is that the Indian Goverment has approved a ropeway project connecting Upper Dharamkot to Triund and I fear that soon Triund will be full of shops and there may be no snowfall on Triund as well.

A good thing to report it rained couple of days before in Bhagsu. It just didn’t rain but there was hale as well. The rains must have been for 3-4 hours and then it became pretty cold at night. There is possibility that maybe there was snowfall at Triund.

The day after went to Bagsunag waterfall. It comes after the old bhagsunag temple. The route which was scraggy and stuff has been made of concrete although time to time landslides break the road.

The same night there was a trance/techno party at a place which was 500 meters from the place I’m staying. As this is a valley the sound travels everywhere. The music which I was hearing could be described as a mix of ambient pop-techno stuff. I heard lot of 70’s, 80’s and 90’s numbers (bollywood) as well as some music of the beat generation.

The next day after, Jean (he pronounces it john with the n silent) invites me for breakfast and I discover sesame bread. Also find a nice little bakery which is near the main square in Mcleodganj for stuff.

Another good thing that came to be is that the lady of the house is not single anymore and has found a man for herself as well as her children. The guy is an influential person in the village and has quite a bit of property of himself.

Little bit of the lady (from now on couple) couple’s property they also grow a bit of garlic, potato and have planted 5-6 saplings of apple trees. The apple trees would take something like 4-5 years to give its product.

They also have now two cows (a mother and her child) with the mother giving between 11-13 litre daily which she produces for the child. The child is around 7-8 months old. There also is a rooster and two hens.

Part of the extended property is also now a Hall which would be most probably be used as a meditation Hall when the season starts as well as a Cafe. Also they are now building a cow+hen-shed by levelling the ground.

For the cow (hen-shed project) they got a ‘mistri’ (a sort of building engineer or something close to that) and few labourers and a stone-cutterer. The mistri and the stone-cutter get between Rs. 250-Rs.300/- per day which includes their own tools. Material such as cement and sand etc. is provided by the owner. The whole project would take something like a week or something.

Day before yesterday, a Russian couple became my neighbors. There names are Lena and Pacha. Lena speaks little bit of English while Pasha cannot speak at all in English. They say they joined Buddhism while in Russia about couple of years back and many people do that nowadays. They seem to be a fanatic taste for Rum, they got something called ‘TomTom’ which they drink morning, afternoon, evening and night. They invited me for a drinking session and it was nice.

While conversing came to know they have been together for 3 years. Lena while being an individual also seems to still feel guilty for her lifestyle.

Chatted today morning with the the mistri. The mistri shared couple of stories with me. One was about his helper who has a habit of drinking, (in fact most of the male villagers seem to drink everyday in the village and its nothing new.) doesn’t come on time and has a loan of Rs. 1500 on his head. Apparently, he also doesn’t contribute to the household anything.

Couple of other stories he shared was about how a couple (from India, Delhi to be precise) started a body massage business and in 2 years have got a 4 storied building (the only one in bhagsu so far). He also shared about an agreement which was between an Engish woman and a local guy to where the lady would invest her time, energy and money while the guy would help with the land deals. 3 years on after all the land was bought, the villagers nixed the agreement and somehow made all of it in his name.

One interesting point he did share that people in the village would eat each other if the tourist does not come. He shared about how people in neighboring towns and villages have either apples or other fruits as well as ‘charas’ and people make millions in the process while here due to the terrain this is not possible here.

That’s about another post from the frontiers of bhagsu 😉

Upper Bhagsu

March 4, 2009

Hi all,
I moved to Bhagsu about a day back. While Mcleodganj is 3 kms. (straight up from Dharamsala) , the Upper Bhagsu is perhaps another 1.5 kms up. Its a lovely place, I am residing in the place just below Mystery Cafe. Bhagsu and Upper Bhagsu has its own character and people. Its thronged by backpackers from all over the world while Dharamkhot is also known as ‘Little Israel’ .

Bhagsu is also known as bhagsunath. Its basically a temple dedicated to Lord Shiva.
There’s also a nice, beautiful waterfall just next to it . More about sometime later.

The place I have got is a sacred place. I am/was able to experience Reiki all over again. While there are many schools of Reiki, I know/experience only the ‘Usui Traditional’ way/method of Reiki. That experience is as mysterious as love and just cannot be experienced.

What I can share is my love for Bhagsu. The place I have as told before is just below Mystery Cafe. On the right (viewing from the house) one can see a whole range of Dauladhar trees and the whole valley, while on the right, the path which takes one to Dharamkot and then to Triund, SnowLine and beyond.

The blessed thing is of course, the only sound is one which the neighbors or I make, no trucks, no vehicles so one is at peace.

One of the interesting places while going up to my place I remember is a place called Sky-Pie.

Sky-Pie (the last time I was here) was known for its awesome banoufi. Banoufi, I guess is a jewish name for Banana Pie and yes most of the times they used to get it just right. Not too sweet, nor too little, just right.

One of the interesting characters or people I met again while in Mcleodganj is a person called Ramesh. He’s a cobbler whom I had met about 3 years back. Much to my surprise or not, he has an e-mail address and his child is sponsored by somebody from Europe/States. He had couple of accidents (one in 2004, the other in 2006) and people helped him to save his leg from being amputated.

The tourist season has not begun as yet and hence there is some semblance of sanity here. There has been no snowfall this year as I came to know.

All in all, its one of the best times of learning, experiencing life all around me. There is still lot left to discover and remember of the place.

Till the next time we met 😉


February 26, 2009

Hi all,

This is going to be a long long post as I went up to Mcleodganj and Bhagsu after full 5 years.

First things first, the first thing I saw yesterday and today were people wearing long kurtas (like salwars) and having a beaten face (of hardwork and difficult times) . One of the things they held were rope-like things. Talking to one of them came to know that they are ‘Coolies’ who come down from Jammu when there isn’t much work there. This is understood as Jammu is only 2.5 hours from Pathankot (while Dharamsala is 5 hours)

Another interesting thing which I came to know is the hetrogenous mix of people in Dharamsala. I’m living in a guest house called Milap guest house just opposite the Dharamsala bus stand. I’m living with a Punjabi family, see they also have tibetians as their guests as well as others. There are people from himachal, tibet, punjabis, westerners, jammu people and all types.

Even then Dharamsala exudes an indian flavor.

Mcleodganj on the other hand, is a different beast altogether.

The distance between Dharamsala and Dharamsala is 9 kms. by bus. The last time it took 30 odd mins. with just one stop at Dharamsala Cantonment area. This time though it stopped atleast 5 more places and hence it took something like 45-60 mins.

Finally reached Mcleodganj, the first thing I wanted to check out were the theaters. While I’m not a big movie buff but have always enjoyed the movies which were screened at these mini-theaters there. There used to be 3 ones and intense competition among them with all of them screening a mix of movies which the others could. A kind of multiplex if you get my drift.

The kind of movies one could see were like Monster’s Ball , Sanskara or Australia , movies which would be complex, moving and do make a point. One of the movies which I very much loved is ‘The Himalaya’ . All I remember are bits and pieces of a movie I saw 5 years back.

Anyway coming back to the present. Loafed around a bit and then went to Bhagsu. Lots of eatries have come up which were not there. I remember a guy who was at a flute shop who use to romance every pretty little thing which used to come across with some beautiful melodies on his flute. Very flirty and one could have some good moments watching the chemistry. The shop is there, but the young guy is replaced by an elderly gentleman.

Came down to Bhagsu near the temple, again full of places to eat but the old places had gone . All except one. The wonderful part was the owner recognized me as well, of course was way thinner then.

Anyways had a nice meal there, hopped around bhagsu a bit and then came down.

Also checked around bhagsu for a room, came across a place called Savita Guest House (name changed for privacy purpose) . I had heard the story from a friend about this woman whose husband had left her and she was left fending for her children with the rooms she had to let. I always envisioned her to be a tough lady (not just in nature and spirit but in physical too) . To much my surprise, she turned out to be a beautiful lady. She has the looks many would take fancy for. The way things happen 😦

The old memories go and new memories come. Needless to say, prices have gone quite a bit from before, but then can’t expect them to be on the same keel, although competition has made some changes.

All in all, a good day to spend walking about 😉