Sandakphu – A Rollercoaster Ride to Paradise

Perched on the edge of the Singalila National Park at an altitude of 3636m/11,930ft, in the border of Nepal and India(Darjeeling, WB), lies this mountainous hamlet that offers a breathtaking view of four of the world’s five highest peaks – Everest, Kanchenjunga, Makalu and Lhotse. Kanchenjunga in its pristine glory is entirely and magnificently visible from this little paradise.

That’s Mount Everest from our homestay

We [my husband, my bro, FIL and SIL (husband’s younger sister, Dinisha)] visited Sandakhphu in the autumn of 2021.

It was an impromptu plan so getting accommodation was almost impossible. Thankfully we got a one-night’s stay through Dinisha’s contacts. We reached Manebhanjyang quite early which is the base from where the upward journey to Sandakhpu starts. After a hearty breakfast we booked our ride and with excitement in our eyes and hearts, like little children on an outing, we boarded our Land Rover.

Manebhanjyang has a fleet of Land Rovers. If you are visualizing the high-tech current day ones, you maybe disappointed. Most of this fleet is the vintage Series 1 & 2 that arrived in the Himalayas in the British owned tea plantations in the 1940s and the 50s.

That’s our beast

Our Driver Sonam was a calm and
cool guy and this is precisely what you need  to be to drive on those roads. It is probably one of the roughest, steepest and the most dangerous roads where tourist vehicles ply. Goes without saying, it has to be a four wheel drive. Many modern day cars have come and gone while these Land Rovers have been on these roads for around 40 years… for all I know they may go for another 40! We could have hired a more comfortable Bolero, but travelling to Sandakhphu on a Land Rover is a different experience altogether and that’s what we were looking forward to the most.

en route

It is not a journey for the weak hearted or people with back problems as it is seriously a rollercoaster ride with sharp climbs and falls on narrow roads that have huge boulders jutting out from everywhere. On second thoughts, I wouldn’t call it a road… it is anything but that. The ride is as bumpy as bumpy can get and although I am a hill-bred, my heart was in my mouth on several ascents, descents and curves. Many a times I felt, ‘Ok this is it!’😛

The vehicle behind us during our descent at a stretch that was less rough as we couldn’t shoot on too bumpy roads

Through all this turbulence however, we all noticed something significant and praiseworthy, the skill and patience that Sonam displayed at the wheel; the precision with which he drove and his judgement… out of this world! He didn’t show an ounce of stress or nervousness which obviously stems from years of experience, still, the terrain is rough and unpredictable. In many places, he had to get out and move boulders that had been displaced and make the road drive worthy.

This 30km drive that was undeniably the most treacherous and that rolled between India and Nepal in places, took around three hours and felt like the longest of my life, but what lay ahead was totally worth it.

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Someone told me that this view of Kanchenjunga is called ‘The Sleeping Buddha’

The beauty and serenity of Sandakhphu is incomparable. It was cold and windy but the sky was clear. After lunch at our homestay (which fell in Nepal and was a dormitory of sorts) we hiked to a view point. The view of the mountains from there was breathtaking and we forgot the tiredness in one second. All we could do was stand and watch the magnificence in disbelief and awe. It was so cold that our caps, hoodies, gloves, mufflers, jackets and thermal innerwears did nothing. We were all freezing to the core and since it was getting dark, we returned after photographs stopping at a hill to watch the sunset… we were just in time and what a glorious one it was! The captivating colours in the sky, the calmness and the stillness around, the silhouette of the mountains in the horizon, everything felt like magic and we were left stunned again.

That’s my bro taking a shot

We returned to our stay where a bukhari* welcomed us and we started the night with local alcoholic drinks and after dinner, headed to bed. I guess Dinisha and I had too much tongba,** as we couldn’t remember how we walked to bed the next day😛.

We woke up early in the morning to see the sunrise. It was dark and we lost our way to the view point, so we missed it. It was extremely cold and when we got back, we realized that the tap water was frozen so we had to wait for our hosts to give us hot water to freshen up. We went to the kitchen to warm ourselves around the fire. This was the last part of our stay in Sandakhpu. After breakfast we drove back home in the same Land Rover.

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If we had one more day, we would have gone to Phalut, which is equally or perhaps more stunning. Well, for the sunrise that we missed and Phalut, maybe we will go back again.

A fond memory from our homestay

If you are keen to visit Sandakhpu on your trip to Darjeeling/Sikkim, please keep the following things in mind:

– Nearest Airport is Bagdogra(Siliguri) Airport.
– Nearest Railway station is NJP.
– Best time is Oct, Nov, Dec. It is extremely cold but is clear and the view almost guaranteed.
– In March/April it is beautiful in a different way, the entire place is covered in rhododendron blooms but there maybe fog.
– Sandakhphu isn’t a place where you can expect world class accommodations. Lodings are typically homestays and dormitories.
– Food choices maybe less as it’s a tiny village and totally dependant on Manebhanjyang for needs and supplies.
– Advance booking is a must or else you may land up in a place like ours which was less than basic.

But despite all the inconveniences, when we sat at the hilltop, agape and mesmerised by the majestic view in front of us, we realized it was worth everything. After all and it is true, ‘The best view comes after the hardest climb.’ Well, in this case… ‘the hardest drive!’😊

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*bukhari – an enclosed fireplace
**tongba – millet beer

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This blog post is a part of the blog challenge ‘Blogaberry Dazzle’ hosted by Cindy D’Silva and Noor Anand Chawla in collaboration with Bohemian Bibliophile.

Little Things…

‘Let us find magic in all the little things in life…’ – Anonymous

The week before last, we made our first visit to IKEA, Bangalore. We had gone with the intention of checking out some storage options and a study table for the girls’ room, but as usual, we ended up buying a lot more.

My husband is an impulsive buyer and I could see that he was on a spree. I, on the other hand, was mostly window shopping. However, while I was going around in the furniture section, something caught my eye. It was an outdoor stand and the minute I saw it, I made up my mind to buy it and also imagined what I would do with it.

I would use it as a plant stand in my balcony. When I mentioned this to my husband, he agreed and also suggested revamping the balcony. It sounded like a great idea and I immediately agreed to it and set my mind to work.

I love plants and flowers… I always have. In my hometown, even if you have a tiny house, the outside is always adorned with seasonal flowers. People find time to grow and nurture them. My grandmother and my dad loved gardening and I believe I have that streak. I enjoy taking care of plants and I like to get my hands dirty… literally!😀 Sometimes I spend whole afternoons potting and repotting them. I keep changing their positions in the balcony. I find it therapeutic and is a huge stress buster. And the best part… the satisfaction to see them grow and bloom.

So having made up our minds to change the look of our balcony, one thing led to the other. We bought outdoor furniture… two chairs and a table. Till two weeks ago we were using camping chairs to sit outside and although they were comfortable and convenient, they weren’t aesthetic and were more like a makeshift arrangement.

Our next major buy was artificial grass. Once it was delivered, my husband and I spent one afternoon cutting it and laying it to fit the floor. I think the grass has made a huge difference to the overall look as we wanted small changes and not major ones that take a lot of time, cause inconvenience and cost a lot of money.

I changed/added little things here and there but retained the rest. I brought out small decor items that were somewhere inside the house, but invisible. Now they have found a place in the balcony and add to its cosy charm. I also made a seating place in one corner on the floor. I love to sit there and read or write or mostly just look out.

After about three days, the revamping was complete. The final look really appealed to us. Now our balcony has become our favourite hangout place.

Isn't it pretty?😊
Isn’t it pretty?😍

These days I enjoy tending to my plants more. The vibe and the aura of the whole house has changed because of this space.

Sitting in my cosy balcony in the evenings with the soft glow of the hanging lights, enjoying the gorgeous view and the gentle breeze, I often think about how one little thing has made such a big difference…  it has literally created magic!

Evening look – short video😊

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This blog post is a part of the blog challenge ‘Blogaberry Dazzle’ hosted by Cindy D’Silva and Noor Anand Chawla in collaboration with Mads’ Cookhouse.

Aama💕

[Poetry]

The steady hands that held me strong,
Will show signs of frailty in the years to come.
The sturdiness that defined you so,
Will slowly into a wobbly gait turn.

A gnawing thought springs up in my mind,
Its steady pace leaving me in guilt and despair.
A hostile intensity ripping my remorseful heart,
Of a question to ask myself I can’t dare.

I haven’t been fair to you dear mother,
I haven’t given what you deserve.
I haven’t shown my love enough,
In retrospect, I have been quite rough!

I took you for granted and still do at times,
But you never once aggrieved or cried,
I can’t help but wonder what you are made of,
To give unconditionally with expectations kept aside.

An epitome of endurance and tolerance,
Finding joy in the mundane… a rare elan.
A paradigm of a true woman,
You are dignity and compassion in one.

The integrity to live through commitments,
To keep family bonds alive and strong…
To tackle circumstances hard with ease,
Hell! in your place, I sure would’ve run!

But for your sacrifices, spirit and strength,
For the ample toils and tears,
I revere you with gratitude and awe!
Yet awkward I feel to express.

I may not have said it ever I’m sure,
So from the bottom of my heart and deeper still…
The captive emotions that are far from few,
Through this verse today I profess!

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This poem is dedicated to Momy and Sanama… my aunt and my mum… the two unsung heroes of my life.

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This blog post is a part of the blog challenge ‘Blogaberry Dazzle’ hosted by Cindy D’Silva and Noor Anand Chawla in collaboration with Mads’ Cookhouse.

Inclusivity???

My husband is in the race for a promotion at work and although he is really deserving of the post(I am not saying this just because he is my husband), a big part of him thinks he won’t get it. The reason… inclusivity!

There are not many women in higher positions in the workforce and most companies want to change that. The idea is good but somewhere, it is unfair. Like every thing has two aspects… the good and the bad or the black and the white, inclusivity does too. While on one hand women are getting more opportunities, recognition, empowerment and success, on the other, a more deserving candidate may lose out on a once in a lifetime opportunity… like my husband in his case. This, is really sad!
The same applies for reservation quotas for STs, SCs, OBCs in our country… it serves as a boon for many but for many, a bane.

There is another field where I think inclusivity isn’t giving the right message… the world of fashion!

Of late we see models of all shapes and sizes on print or walking the ramp. Now, the idea behind this just like in my previous case is nobel… but what are they trying to convey?

One of the meanings of the word model is, ‘a thing used as an example to follow or imitate’ and true to this, thousands of people, especially youngsters get influenced by what they see, and wish to become like these ‘models.’ Earlier models were already giving out a wrong message by being overly skinny, now fat seems to be the new skinny.

Personally, I don’t like being fat. It makes me uncomfortable when clothes don’t fit or when I feel my flesh pouring out of the wrong places. This however, is just the physical aspect of it. The bigger problem is that fat is unhealthy.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not the type who criticizes or mocks fat people. I just wish they would take their health and bodies more seriously and make the effort to lose weight. I don’t body shame but I dont support being fat either.

But what are these fashion brands doing?  Sending out the message and publicizing the fact that it is ok to be fat? Because honestly it isn’t! When we are already riding high on lifestyle diseases, this inclusivity seems like an encouragement to indulge in the wrong habits(food and lifestyle) and not care, or worse, accept that it is ok to be overweight and not do anything about it.

Inclusivity is a mindset. It cannot be done or carried out like an exercise and it is only fair if it is all fair. Otherwise…

What good does it do if it misleads?
What good does it do if it suppresses one and uplifts another?
What good does it do if it impedes one and  empowers another?

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Pic courtesy: Google images

This blog post is a part of the blog challenge ‘Blogaberry Dazzle’ hosted by Cindy D’Silva and Noor Anand Chawla in collaboration with Mads’ Cookhouse.