Mumblings - Fulltu Polambal

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Harsha and I have been fighting, literally tearing each other's hair (and he's got a ponytail, too!).


Why?


You can ask him why he has a ponytail, but I can tell you why we've been fighting.


We have a dream, its a small dream, considering the vastness of the universe, but a dream still... and it was about to be fulfilled when we are facing glitches.

We have a dream to drive all along the borders of India... that means travelling by road from, say, Mumbai, through the ends of Gujarat, to Rajasthan, along the Pakistan border, to Punjab, the Wagah border, to J&K, the mighty Himalayas, along the Chinese border, from Leh to Spiti, the Tibet border, across Himachal, Uttarkhand, then to Uttar Pradesh, along the Nepal border, to Bihar, to West Bengal, to NorthEast, via Sikkim, Assam, Arunachal, Nagaland, Manipur, Mizoram, Tripura, Meghalaya, along Bangladesh border, to Calcutta, down the east coast of the sub-continent, to the very Southern tip of India, Kanyakumari, then up the west coast, along Kerala, Karnataka, Goa, Maharashtra and back to Mumbai again!

Phew! Yes, that's our small dream... borderline madness, as a friend called it and simply madness, as another put it.

So here we go about talking endlessly to people about this, some said 'great', some said 'wow', some just couldn't comprehend this and some just forgot to shut their mouths in awe!


We put our plans down in paper, on the comp, stuck maps on walls, and did just about everything to come up with a plan. We spoke to friends, friends of friends, from various regions of India, and roughly figured out the roads. It would take us anywhere between 70 to 90 days. And the more we thought about it, the more we got excited.


People keep using the words 'huge, big, all over India', in our day-to-day talk. Do they really, really know or comprehend the meaning of such words, or do they use them just like that? Think about it....

And we could think of a million ideas and a million people who would benefit from our drive... any corporate could use us to collect data, any social cause could use our drive to create awareness across India, anybody could use us to penetrate the corners of India for anything... one can only penetrate the fringe of what we can achieve in all of 3 months.

Just the planning of it is exhilarating and imagine, if we could complete it! Has anyone done it before? We got Googling and figured out that no one has ever done it for any country in the world! That means, hold your breath, we will be the first to attempt something like this and if we are successful, maybe, get into the Guiness Book of World Records TM! Yay!!

It all sounds so good. So, why were Harsha and me fighting?

Its all about money, honey. 


Doing something like this should actually be attracting sponsors and the press like bees to honey. But sadly, as we discover, that is not the case. Some sponsors say 'hey, we get applications by the hundreds for sponsoring events', and another in the media says, 'we at the press report events that have happened, not something as a prelude.' What the...?

Dampeners! Discouragement!! 


Oh, we are getting that a lot. And let me mention what else we are getting - ideas by the minute, on what we should be doing and how we should be doing it. I think our credibilities are enough to prove that if we do this, we will do it well. So, what is with people who sit at their desk, who haven't driven even a thousand kms in their lives, trying to tell us how to do it?


We ask for help in money or kind, and sigh... this is all that we are getting.




I understand the thought of this drive by itself is exciting, but, ladies and gentlemen, please try to help us by getting us sponsors, by participating (literally, I mean, by accompanying us physically, in a part of our journey), or by getting the press to write about us. Right now, this is what we need.


Oh, by the way, what is the fight about?


Its about who is going to drive; because between Harsha and me, we have a deal - whoever takes the wheel first will drive till the end!

Citrus County

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Because we enjoyed Vijay Singh Mankotia’s knowledge of the off-roads we asked him to suggest the most picteresque road to our 11th Mahindra Homestay location - Citrus County at Hoshiarpur and he chalked out a route via the Maharana Pratap Sagar Dam. 


The Siwaliks in this region are soft and friable. These hills are composed mainly of clay sand, sand rocks and poorly bedded sandstones... and unless you go and touch the hard surface you would think they are sand dunes.


Harkreet Singh was among the first hosts to call us confirming our booking (over a month ago... before we left Chennai on this long Mahindra Homestays trip), and was impatiently waiting to recieve us. He was so eager to make sure we got there quickly that he sent his driver with his cell phone to wait on the highway to guide us thru the village roads. But,  he forgot that the driver only spoke punjabi and we had no clue what he was saying!


So between the MapMyIndia GPS, calls to his wife Jasveen (who was in Chandigarh having just given birth to their second child) and some intuitive thinking we made it to the lovely citrus farm.


There was a choice to stay in tents in the lawn area or rooms in the main building... we chose the main building, for no particular reason. The tents were equally plush and airconditioned!


Despite the heat - the monsoon not having arrived as yet, the place was pretty cool, thanks to the powerful air conditioners. The home is set in the middle of a Kinnow orange farm and in the evenings it got pretty cool thanks to the large lawn and huge trees.  


The kinnow, a hybrid of two citrus cultivated varieties, was introduced from California to the Punjab in the 1940s and is known for its high juice content, special flavour, and as a rich source of vitamin C.






In Punjab, every this in King size... the rooms are big... the air conditioners are over 2tons,  the tents are spacious, and the TV in our room was 29 inches... no wonder their IPL team is called Kings XI!


We were joined that evening by Jaideep and Pooja from Chandigarh who had just returned from a trip to Australia and wanted to experience “Punjabi Homestay/farmstay before getting back to full fledged work”.
Jaideep also happens to work with Indo-Asian News Service (IANS) and decided to spend his weekend writing about us and our travels. The article was carried in some 20 newspapers all over the country.


Jaideep, who had been here before, took us around the area and showed us a factory where they made sarson-ka-saag (Curried mustard leaves) and makkai  (corn)  flour for export to the millions of punjabis who lived in UK.


We got to eat some great tandoori chicken and paneer butter masala - the signature dishes of punjab at the airconditioned little tent called the Citrus cafe.


Harki and his dad were always around to tell us tales of Punjab, the politics, the culture and the religion. Food and cars were the other favourite subjects... and Harki’s dad had a good joke up his sleve all the time.
Rufus, the family pooch, is always around to entertain and eager to play... when he was not sticking his face in to the swimming pool to cool off from the heat.


After 2 days of King size hospitality we all headed to Chandigarh, Harki to see his wife, Jaideep to get back to work and Prabha and I to start the first leg of our long drive back to Chennai.