Saturday, June 19, 2010

Navjeevan-New Life: Trip to Kumbakonam Navagraha Temples


The road leading to Guru sthalam at Alangudi.

28th, April 2010.

I had returned from office at 8PM and I was taking rest. Feeling bored, I decided to watch TV before having my dinner. I was browsing through TV channels and I came across an interesting programme related to Hindu mythology. It was about the mythological story related to Lord Sukran, Maha Bali and Vamana avtar. As per mythology, Lord Vishnu took his 5th avtar as Vamana, a dwarf Brahmin to humble the rich king Maha Bali who threatenned to overpower the Devas. Vamana approached Maha Bali and asked for bhiksha which was three footsteps of land. Sukran being the Guru for Maha Bali knew the conspiracy behind it as he had the ability to anticipate what could happen next.

He also knew that the person in disguise was Vishnu. Mahabali was a rich prosperous king and he was surprised why the puny dwarf Brahmin asked only for three footsteps of his land. Considering Bali’s wealth, the Brahmin could have asked more land, jewels, money and food. Sukran warned Bali that he is suspicious about this Brahmin’s strange request and advised him to ignore his request. But Bali had the habit of not saying "NO" to anyone who approached him for a favour or alms. He decided to agree to the Brahmin’s demand of giving land. The background story is that Maha Bali so powerful, the Devas in heaven felt that he would soon conquer all worlds. So the devas prayed to Vishnu and Vishnu advised them not to worry and He would take care of Maha Bali. To prevent Maha Bali from becoming powerful, Vishnu took this avtar to outwit and humble Bali.


The weather was cloudy and it was drizzling.

As per rituals, water is sprinkled from kamandalam (a jar filled with water carried by sages) and that indicates the whole hearted approval for the donation. To prevent Bali from doing this act, Sukran changes himself into a bee and gets inside the kamandalam to prevent water from coming out. When Bali tries to perform the act of sprinkling waters, water doesn’t come out of the nozzle. Vamana realized this and takes a darbha (a leaf) and inserts it into the nozzle of the jar to clear out the obstacle. Sukran who was already hiding inside in the form a bee gets hurt and loses one of his eyes. Vamana then proceeds to show his universal cosmic form and keeps one leg on earth and another leg on heaven. He asks,"Where shall I keep my third leg?". Bali kneels down and shows his head. Vamana keeps his third leg on Bali's head and pushes him down to the undergroud world.

I was amazed when I heard this story. I have heard of this many times, but this time I thought differently. I was impressed with Sukran’s love for his devotee Maha Bali. Sukran was the Guru and Guru means teacher. He loved his disciple so much that he volunteered to help him even when he wasn’t listening to his warnings. This reflects the relationship between a mentor and a disciple. There is so much to be learnt from ancient traditions. It might sound a bit foolish, but I went ahead and planned for this trip to Kumbakonam because I wanted to see Kanchanur where Lord Sukran resides. I also planned to cover the remaining Navagraha temples which I didn’t see earlier during my previous trip. There are many people who visit this temple for various reasons, but I visited simply because I liked Sukran’s affection towards his devotee Maha Bali. Maybe I need to learn a lot from Hinduism.


Alangudi Guru Temple entrance.

I had already visited 5 Navagraha temples in 2008. The remaining temples were Suryanar Koil near Aduthurai, Sukran Temple at Kanchanur, Guru Temple at Alangudi and Chandran (Moon) Temple at Thingaloor. I knew that this trip was going to be fantastic. I don’t know why, but I felt so and I was very very excited. There were no tickets available for the onward journey so I decided to travel in unreserved compartment. I got a side lower berth for my return journey in 6854 Cholan Express.


April 30th, 2010.

I reached Egmore at 2200hrs. I accidentally met my colleague Prem Sagar who was going to Tiruchi that night. After having a few words with him we both departed towards our respective platforms. I went towards the platform where my train’s rake was expected to be shunted in. My plan was to board 2793 Egmore-Madurai Express. If I wasn’t able to board it due to excessive crowd, my back-up plan was to take 6175 Kamban Express which departs at 23:15hrs. Luckily, I managed to get a window-seat in the unreserved compartment of 2793 Madurai Express. I waited anxiously for 30 minutes and my train finally departed at 22:45hrs. I was excited as this Navagraha temple trip has been pending long time.

Since my childhood I had travelled through suburbs many times in express trains, but I haven’t got bored. Its lots of fun to be in an express train tearing past small stations at high speed without stopping. I enjoy every bit of what I observe. My train negotiated the curve between Saidapet and Guindy at high speed and it was a treat to observe the entire train in a curve at night time with all compartment lights switched ON. My train skipped Tambaram and its next halt was at Chengalpet. At Chengalpet, a lot of people got in and my compartment was a bit crowded with people sitting, sleeping on floors. Few of them were sleeping even under the seat. Last minute decisions to do trips would lead to situations like this. Travelling in unreserved could be tough sometimes.

I was awake till 1AM and shortly before Villupuram, I went to sleep. I had no choice than sleeping in sitting posture. My sleep was never continuous and I woke up several times before my train reached Kumbakonam. If my memory is right, my train reached Kumbakonam around 5AM and it was late by nearly 40 minutes (I guess). It was raining heavily outside and I waited for a few minutes at the station. The rain never stopped, so I decided to take an auto to a nearby lodge.

I didn’t have an umbrella with me, so I had no choice than taking an auto. Walking in rain is not really advisable. I knew autos would be expensive unlike Kolkata. The auto guy seized this opportunity as it was raining and demanded a good Rs.70/-. I reduced the rate to Rs.50/- through negotiations. I went to the famous ARK Lodge and found out that there were no rooms available. After searching in a few lodges, I found an accommodation in a lodge near Kumbeshwar temple. It was a non-AC single bed room with restroom and it cost me Rs.125/- per day. It was indeed cheap.

I refreshed myself quickly and got ready in 30 minutes. My first destination was Alangudi-Guru temple. I had heard that visiting this temple brings good news, talents and punyam. I have also heard that one who is blessed for 14 generations could only enter this temple. I hoped and I desired that I could be one of them. It might sound a bit stupid for my readers if they hear that I believe these stories, but I prefer to be and live like a villager.


Guru bhagwan, Alangudi.

I would like to recollect my past in which I studied in a highly modern school with wealthy people around. Even today some of my friends inquire why I am like this. So simple, without any modern thoughts, wearing only formals, formal shoes. Why am I not wearing reebok shoes, t-shirts with slogans like “So many girls no time, Drink water save beer, Intel inside Idiot outside”? Why am I not going to Spencers Plaza with girlfriends? Or why don't I have a GF first of all? Why am I not boozing, smoking, colouring my hair in Bollywood style? Why am I not going to Discs, DJ’s?

I have got only one anwer. “I don’t know”. Anyway, I don’t mind if this world calls me a villager.

I came to Kumbakonam bus stand and boarded a bus to Alangudi which was 17km away from Kumbakonam. The rain had stopped, but the weather was still cloudy. I loved the atmosphere. “Ammadi, aathadi, unna enakku thariyaadi”. Cinema songs were running in full volume! The bus driver was in an aggressive mood. He started driving the bus at high speed and within a few minutes we were out of the town. The scenery was fantastic. Lush green fields, small ponds, coconut trees, banyan trees were a treat to my eyes as my bus rushed towards Alangudi. After half an hour, I got down at Alangudi. The temple was 0.5km away. I was in no hurry. I took my own sweet time to walk through the village. The atmosphere impressed me very much. Kids were playing with tyres, small girls were playing with pups, women were carrying water pots in their hips, men in dhotis were going towards their farm. This is the Tamilnadu which I admire at heart.


A small Vishnu temple at Alangudi located very near to Guru temple.

After crossing a few small streets, chasing a few hens, I spotted the temple at a distance. Within a few minutes, I entered into the temple. I felt honoured. This is one of my life’s greatest moments and I cherish this even today. This is the sthalam of Guru Bhagwan and the presiding deity here is Abathsahayeswarar and His consort is Elavarkuzhali Ammai or Umayamma. The temple name is Abathsahayeswarer swami temple. The story of the Devas and Asuras churning the celestial ocean or the parkadal is related to this temple. During this churning, a deadly poison in the name of “Halakala” was created. Lord Shiva consumed that poison here to save the world. Hence the name Alangudi: Ala meaning poison. The Lord himself came to be known as Abathsahayeswarar (one who helps in crisis) as he saved the world from impending danger. ‘Gu’ in Sanskrit means darkness and ‘ru’ means the destroyer of that. Hence Guru means one who destroys darkness or one who enlightens. Thus Guru is one who leads you from the darkness of ignorance to the light of knowledge.


Inside Vishnu temple at Alangudi.

There was a small Vishnu Temple nearby and I paid a visit to it too. The temple was well maintained and clean. Lord Vishnu was seen in standing posture and looked brave and majestic. After spending a good 45 minutes in the temple, I returned back to the bus stop and boarded a bus back to Kumbakonam.

My next plan was to visit Thingaloor-Moon Temple or Chandran. Thingaloor is situated 39km away from Kumbakonam. At Kumbakonam, I again boarded a bus towards Thingaloor. This was the longest bus ride ever in my life. The bus was very slow. Infact, I thought that the bus engine would die any moment. It was damn old and poorly maintained. After 90 minutes ride, I got down at Thingaloor. It took 90 minutes to cover 39km!! You can now guess the condition of the bus! The temple was 3km away from bus stop and I walked on a small neat clean road for nearly 30 minutes to reach the temple. There were lots of trees, green bushes, fields on the sides of the road.

I was amazed at the diversity in human civilisation. One part of the country has got tall buildings, bridges and another part of the country has small huts amidst temples. I was also pained to observe that few people live in diet, while most live in poverty. This mystery could be unraveled only by an enlightened soul.

It is believed that Lord Chandra worshipped Lord Shiva here(at Thingaloor) to save him from a curse and gained his blessings. Hence it is believed that those who have any Chandra Dosha in their horoscopes can get relief from suffering by offering prayers and performing pujas to Lord Kailasanathar, Goddess Periyanayaki and Chandra Bhagwan. Devotees who worship Lord Chandra are blessed with good health, mother’s welfare, and get rid of the stress and sorrow in daily life. The temple is roughly about 1500 years old. Built in the 7th century by Pallava King Rajasimha, this ancient Shaivite shrine reflects the early Dravidian architecture. A huge Nandi is seen in the front, facing the temple.

I lit 7 ghee lamps at this temple and went around the temple thrice. Had a good darshan of Lord Chandra and other deities. Though the Navagraha temple is famous for Lord Chandran, the main deities here are Kailasanadhar (Lord Shiva) and Periyanayaki (Goddess Parvati).

On way to Thingaloor-Chandran temple. The scenery was awesome!

During my brief sojourn at Thingaloor, I befriended a 45 year old researcher from ISRO named Gunasekharan. He was originally from Salem but settled in Trivandrum. He was also visiting all Navagraha temples spread around Kumbakonam. We both were together for the next 3 hours and we discussed about various topics related to Navagraha temples around Kumbakonam. We reached Kumbakonam at 1400hrs. The weather was still cloudy. I felt lucky. Tamilnadu is never cloudy during the month of May! This was certainly my day!

I had meals at Vasantha Bhavan at Kumbakonam bus stand along with Gunasekhar. It was fantastic experience. While visiting South India one should always have meals especially at places like Thanjavur, Madurai and Kumbakonam. The amount of warmth, hospitality one gets is more than in high funda places like Chennai. Gunasekhar noted my number and we agreed to keep in touch. We bid goodbye and separated.

I went to Canara Bank ATM and withdrew Rs.800. I thought it would be necessary. I returned to Kumbakonam bus stand again. My next destination was Sun Temple at Aduthurai, 15km away from Kumbakonam. I boarded a bus bound towards Mayavaram and within 25 minutes, I was at Aduthurai. But the Sun temple was situated in a remote location with limited bus connectivity. I booked an auto for Rs.100/-. The driver said that he would take me to the Sun Temple and Sukran temple (Venus) and bring me back to Aduthurai bus stand. I thought it was a good deal for Rs.100/-. Morever, it was a reserved auto and he agreed to stop anywhere any time and there would be no waiting charges. I didn’t want to stretch myself further as I had walked a lot from morning.

Small road leading to Thingaloor Moon temple.

Sun Temple located at Aduthurai was crowded. I purchased flowers, coconuts for archanai. This standalone temple for Suryan has shrines for other planets as well. This is the only temple which has got separate shrines for all 9 planets. The temple is famous for Lord Surya or Sun God. However, the method of worship at this temple is different. There is a particular order of darshan which has to be followed.

Devotees are first required to have the darshan of Prananatheswarar and Mangalambigai at Thirumangalakudi before visiting Suryanar Koil. This temple is just 1 km from Suryanar Koil and is situated in the same village. I didn’t know about this! After taking bath in the temple tank or at least a prokshanam, we should first worship the “Kol theertha Vinayakar”-Lord Ganesh. Then the devotees should worship Lord Nataraja. Then we should proceed towards the main sanctum to worship Visalakshmi & Kasi Viswanathan before worshipping Sivasuryanarayan (Surya). After worshipping Suryan, one should worship Guru Bhagavan who is facing Sivasuryanarayan. Now, the circumambulation or the pradarshanam procedure changes. We can now go in an anticlockwise direction and worship Saneeswaran, Buthan, Angarakan, Chandran, Kethu, Sukran and Raghu before worshipping Chandikeswarar. Then we proceed in a clockwise direction and return to worship Kol Theertha Vinayakar. This may seem very confusing but there are arrows at the temple to guide the devotees. I followed all procedures except taking bath at temple and visiting the nearby Prananatheswarer temple.

I was a bit eager to taste “Goli Soda” which is quite famous in South Indian towns. I went to a nearby shop and I was glad to find that goli paneer soda was available. It was awesome! The lemon juice added gave that extra kick!

My auto man was waiting for me faithfully. If it was Chennai, I would have been charged separately for waiting time. I took my own sweet time roaming around taking photos. I asked him to proceed towards Kanchanur which was located 5km from Suryanar Koil. During the middle of the journey, I asked him to stop for a while near a pond and I spent a few minutes taking photographs. Natural beauty was awesome! The weather was good and I wanted to use it to the maximum.


Rural Tamilnadu.

At around 16:30hrs, I entered Sukran Temple (Venus). This was the last temple in my list and I am happy that I had the chance to visit all 9 temples. I had a good darshan and the crowd was a bit less compared to Sun temple. Lord Sukran is said to bestow health, prosperity, marriage and happiness to the devotees. My auto guy dropped me back at bus-stand and after waiting for 15 minutes, I got a bus back to Kumbakonam. Since all these 4temples were located in different directions, I need to come back to Kumbakonam every time to board a bus before proceeding in another direction. But I enjoyed travelling so I didn’t mind. It was a real stress buster and I was looking for a break like this.

I returned back to my lodge at 1830hrs. I took a bath as my body was full of dust due to travel. I refreshed myself and walked to Hotel Archana and I preferred to have my dinner in an AC room. I was surprised to find that my favourite Chilli Parotta was available here. My joy knew no bounds and I immediately ordered one set of Chilli Parotta with Onion salad. After my dinner, I returned back to my room with a soda bottle. You guessed it wrong! I was not going to drink alcohol! I like having soda! I went to sleep around 9PM and I got up only at 6:30AM. I checked out at 8AM. Since I had occupied the room for more than 24 hours, I needed to pay Rs.250/- instead of Rs.125/-.


Thingaloor-Chandran Temple entrance.

I was returning back to Chennai the same day and my train was expected to arrive at 10:35hrs. I had more than 2 hours at hand. I decided to see a couple of temples nearby to my lodge before leaving Kumbakonam. Kumbeshwar temple was near to my lodge. I paid a visit to it. After visiting Kumbeshwar temple, I visited Ramanathaswamy Temple. I was impressed with the temple’s architecture and most importantly I liked the temple’s elephant. I love animals and I like spending time with them.

In life, I had lost my temper sometimes especially when I had faced injustice or when I was a victim of injustice. But showing hatred as revenge never gave me any happiness. I changed gradually to be a silent person. Why should someone’s rude/harsh behaviour dictate my character? Why should I change? I would rather live my life like this elephant peacefully without harming anyone else. The mahout was a bit harsh to the elephant and he was simply pricking it with his spear. It requires more courage to face a tough situation. It requires more courage and maturity to forgive a person. It wouldn’t have taken much time for the elephant to hit back at him.

I spent around 30 minutes at the temple observing various sculptures, drawings and paintings. The entire story of Ramayana was depicted in the form of drawings on the walls of the temple. It took 30 minutes for me to read the entire story.


Suryanar Koil Temple entrance.

I boarded an auto to the railway station and I reached 15 minutes before time. I was taking 6854 Cholan Express back to Chennai. The train was running late by 25 minutes and it arrived at Kumbakonam only at 1100hrs. I was a bit excited and nostalgic as I was travelling in Cholan Express after nearly 15 years. The last trip in Cholan was in meter gauge and those were good old days. WDP-3A#15518 locomotive was the power for my train. Meter gauge days are gone and now broad gauge locomotives have taken duty. My seat was a Side Lower Berth in the left side of the compartment. As my train went through rural country side, I observed that these places haven’t changed much except for the fact that now the trains are running on broad gauge tracks. My train entered Chidambaram around 1220hrs.


Sun God.

Chidambaram was my mother’s native town. I use to visit Chidambaram often once upon a time, before a family quarrel destroyed everything, but later it was restored with the blessings of God. My maternal uncle use to take me to this railway station everytime to show this Cholan Express when I was a kid. I use to wave at the train, climb on the engine, play with pups in the station. I use to have poppins sitting on the station bench and watch trains. Things have changed now. I am old and no more a kid. I can’t sit and observe trains, buses like kids. The old station benches are not to be seen. Meter gauge trains are no more. Even my uncle is no more. Chidambaram station has lost its charm. I wish I could get back to old days.


Kanchanur Sukran Temple entrance.

I settled comfortably in my side lower berth looking outside the window enjoying the rural country side. It was a hot sunny day with a lot of dust. My train reached Villupuram at 1430hrs. I got down and purchased a fanta bottle to quench my thirst. My train departed Villupuram at 1440hrs.


Return journey in the legendary Cholan Express!!!!

Since it was a single-line section, my train wasn’t given preference and hence it was put in loop line to allow other prestigious trains to cross. At Perani, Vaigai Express crossed my train. At Karunguzhi, my train was made to wait for nearly 20 minutes to allow Mumbai-Nagercoil Express to cross. After scheduled halt at Chengalpet, my train didn’t halt anywhere and proceeded all the way to Egmore.


WAG-5 with a freighter. Spotted just before entering Villupuram from main line.

My friend Manikantan was at Kodambakkam station and he informed me through SMS that he would be standing near the level crossing and he told that he would wave at me. The train was a bit slow and I was able spot Mani standing near the tracks and I waved at him!


2635 Vaigai Express crosses my train at Perani.

I reached Egmore at 1745hrs. It was indeed a long tiresome journey as I wasn’t travelling in AC. But I love travelling in sleeper class as it allows me to have a good look at the country-side. I reached home at 1900hrs.I distributed prasadham to everyone at home. It was a classic trip!!

-Krishna Kumar.S
Chennai, Tamilnadu.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

A trip to Madurantakam with Varsha


Madurantakam Yeri Katha Ramar.

February 30th, 2011.

This was the most fantastic day of my life. I took my younger sister Varsha to my favourite place Madurantakam, which is 84km south of Chennai. I love my sister very much and I had always wanted her to accompany in my travels, but it was never possible as she was very busy with her career and I didn’t want to disturb her too much. I never took her beyond TN. We started at 0600hrs from our house in Adyar. We boarded the new Tata Marcopolo type-M49 bus and got down at Guindy Railway station. The bus ticket cost Rs.3 each. We both walked to the ticket counter and purchased two tickets to Madurantakam. It cost Rs.14/- each.


Madurantakam Ram Temple-Gopuram.

The train was expected to arrive only at 06:55hrs. We had nearly 50 minutes at hand. We both sat in one of the platform benches and started talking about yesterday’s cricket match. I love “Varsh kutty” very much. The age difference isn’t much and I am elder to her only by one year! She has been my companion during my tough times and she has helped me to get through tough situations in life. I always use to tell our mother that she is more intelligent than me. But Varsha always believed that I was more talented due to experience gained through travels. I may have travelled, but I never had the ability to learn from the past nor use my so-called experience. What is the use if one couldn’t use his resources properly? What’s the point if hardwork goes in vain due to simple mistakes? But it was my sister Varsha who made me correct this mistake. I started learning from my mistakes in the past. She taught me to learn from my mistakes. Or rather made me learn using her own ways.


Taken during our return journey.

I was lost in my thoughts thinking about my sister, a shrill honk distracted me. It was a WAP-4 honk. WAP-4#22550 was hauling Pandian Express and it crossed us at high speed. I have taught Varsha to identify locomotives, numbers etc. After the train passed, she asked in an innocent childish voice, “Anna, is this WAP-4?” I replied, “Yes”.

I like this attitude in her. She tries to learn everything. She makes her own decisions after analysing things. Many think that liking trains is kiddish, but Varsha was different. Though she isn’t interested much in railways, she respects my love for these machines. She googles to finds details and tries to learn on her own about Railways. I have told her many times that she can also become a railfan, but she wasn’t interested in going to that eccentric level. She is 23, but still her voice is like a 6 year old child.


WDM-2#16881 with NCJ special at Karunguzhi.

We spent time watching a lot of trains coming from various places like Kanyakumari, Sengottai, Rameshwaram, Nagore. At 0710hrs, 103-Pondicherry Fast Passenger arrived at Guindy. It was nearly 15 minutes late. The locomotive for the day was WAP-4#22220. We boarded the second coach. There were few seats available, but I preferred to stand along with Varsha kutty atleast till our next halt. Within a few minutes, the train was doing 100kph. Varsha was standing near the door and I was a bit worried. I found two empty window seats and we both settled in it comfortably as we didn’t want to stand all the way. Our train reached Tambaram at 0730hrs. Just as we departed Tambaram, WDP-3A#15534 was seen entering Tambaram with Pothigai Express.


WDP-3A#15503 with Pearl City Express near Paranur.

Our train had halts at Guduvanchery, Potheri, Singaperumal Koil, Paranur and reached Chengalpet at 0815hrs, nearly 20 minutes late. WAP-4#22693 was seen hauling Villupuram-Tambaram passenger at Maraimalai Nagar. WDP-3A#15503 was spotted at Paranur hauling Pearl City Express. After 10 minutes halt at Chengalpet, our train started its run. Since all Chennai bound expresses from south were running late, our train being a passenger was put on loop giving preference to Expresses in the single line section. At Ottivakkam, WAP-4#22232 crossed us with Madurai-New Delhi Sampark Kranti Express. At Karunguzhi, WDM-2#16881 crossed our train with a weekly special from Nagercoil. I was enjoying the crossings and I got down each time to take photos but didn’t allow Varsha to get down! She got bit upset due to this.


WDP-3A#15534 with Pothigai Express near Tambaram.

Our train reached Madurantakam at 0915hrs. It was nearly 40 minutes late. We both walked for nearly 1 km to reach the temple which was located at the center of the town’s market. Varsha was visiting the temple for the first time and she was a bit excited. The temple wasn’t crowded much too. We had darshan of the Lord quite comfortably as there werent' many people around. As we explored the temple, I explained the legendary tale behind this temple.

In the year 1796, the temple authorities decided to build a separate shrine for Janakavalli Thayar (Goddess Sita). It was a rainy season and Madurantakam Tank was getting full. There was a fear that the bunds would give away and water would come into the town. At that time, Lt.Col. Plaze, the British collector noticed a huge pile of stones near the Temple. He inquired the purohits why there were so many bricks and stones inside the temple complex.

The purohits replied that those bricks were to be used for constructing a separate shrine for Goddess Sita. The collector was amused. Lt.Plaze said that building a shrine wasn’t a priority. He believed that the bricks should be used for repairing the bunds of the tank which had broken. The purohits replied that Lord Vishnu never betrayed any devotee and He always answers the prayers of his devotees. Purohits asked the Collector to pray to Lord Ram sincerely from his heart and they assured him that his prayers would be answered.


Madurantakam-Railway station entrance

The rains never stopped. The entire town of Madurantakam was filled with water everywhere and daily life was affected. Many feared that the tank would overflow and water will come into the town. As a District Collector, Lt.Col Plaze had a lot of work pressure due to this and he was extremely worried. He went to the spot along with his team and inspected the bunds. He prayed at heart that the bunds shouldn’t break.

There was a flash of lightning. He saw two figures standing at a distance. One of them had a bow in the hand. Lt.Col. Plaze was amazed and spell bound. It was none other than Lord Ram (Vishnu) and his divine brother Lakshman. His prayers were answered! Lord Ram and Lakshman themselves have taken the task of protecting the tank. When the rains stopped, the Collector approached the purohits and apologised to them for being sarcastic. He personally took charge of the construction expenses and a shrine for Janakavalli Thayar was built. A small idol of Col.Plaze is engraved in the walls of the shrine of Janakavalli Thayar as a sign of respect. Even in the temple entrance Col.Plaze’s name is mentioned in the pillars.

Coming back to the present....

Varsha kutty was impressed with the temple's beauty and the surroundings. I can notice that by her looks. We slowly went to other sannidhis one by one and had darshan of other deities. We spent time seeing the paintings on the walls too. Varsha even took a few snaps too. One particular image which impressed her was that of Goddess Parvati’s marriage in which Lord Vishnu was giving her to Lord Shiva. She couldn’t understand the significance of the picture entirely. I explained it to her. “Varsha, this practice is known as Kanya Dhanam. The bride’s father or elder brother gives away the girl to her husband. No Hindu marriage is complete without it”.


Madurantakam Lake.

We went around the temple thrice. Varsha was very happy. I was happy too. At last I did something useful for my sister. I love my sister very much. I like her kiddishness, innocence, anger. Sometimes I am afraid of her too. During my disappointments, she has always been with me trying to change my mind. If I refuse to change, she has even forced me to change. I had no options than obeying her as she has been along with me always giving me hope. She is more valuable to me than any other friends. In a few circumstances in the past when I was down, she has literally taken over my life and shown me the path to happiness.

This is similar to a state under President’s rule. She is my President. She would continue to rule me, till a proper Chief Minister comes to take care of me. But her part isn’t over yet. She would be present during the oath taking ceremony and tie the third knot in my marriage giving her approval and appointing a new girl as Chief Minister to monitor the state. She has every right over me and I am happy every time she uses her rights.

We had our breakfast at Nirmala Bhavan. We walked back to the railway station. It was a long walk! We purchased our tickets up to Mambalam and waited for the newly introduced Villupuram-Egmore Passenger. It came at 1205hrs with WAP-4#22390. I peeped into the locomotive and was surprised to see 55-year old Loco-Pilot Ram. I knew him very well for the past 5 years. I told him that I had come along with my sister to see the temple. He invited us for a ride. I agreed as this was perhaps the best chance to take Varsha in a real locomotive.

Varsha was excited as this was her first ride in a real locomotive. Within a few minutes our train was hitting 100kph! WAP-4 shakes a lot at high speed! The track sounds were awesome. Praang!!!! Praang!!! LP Ram even allowed Varsha kutty to operate the honks once. The passenger had only 10 coaches and it was a piece of cake for the WAP-4. We reached Mambalam at 1330hrs. We both got down at Mambalam and waved at Ram as he departed towards the final stop Egmore.

We walked towards T.Nagar bus stop and took a 5B bus to Gandhinagar bus stop. As we walked into our house, I asked her, “How was WAP-4 experience??????” She replied, “Superb! Awesome!”

-Krishna Kumar.S

This article is dedicated to all girls who are considered as sisters by me.

Friday, May 14, 2010

Navjeevan Series "New Life": First Class Trip to Salem


WDM-2#16296 with Garib Rath Express at Pukkiravari. The train was in loop waiting for our passenger.

April 2nd, 2010.

I started at 20:30hrs from my house and reached Egmore at 21:30hrs. I hurried to the hotel just outside Egmore to have my favourite Chilli Parotta as I haven’t had it for the past 6 months. To my disappointment, the hotel staff told me that only noodles was available. My friend Sriram Karthik joined me when I was busy with my noodles. Together we walked towards our train. As usual we went to the front to find out the locomotive number. We found that WDM-2#16802 LHF was our power.

I was actually doing an eccentric trip (as usual). The plan was to travel by First Class as first class coaches were going to be removed from service soon. Also, I haven’t seen the section between Virudhachalam and Salem. We were eagerly looking for this trip due to the above mentioned reasons. Sriram Karthik also agreed to join in the trip and another friend Chidambaram agreed to come till Virudhachalam as he was proceeding towards Tiruchi for some personal work. So I charted a plan as follows.

Plan:

1. Taking 1063 Egmore (MS)-Salem Express till Virudhachalem (VRI). Getting down at VRI at around 3AM in the morning. I am not a time-table guy, I am not sure of timings. Sorry!
2. Observe night trains passing through VRI from 3AM till 5:30AM. This was Sriram Karthik and Chimbu’s plan! My plan was to sleep in the platform bench.
3. Board VRI-SA passenger at 5:30AM to Salem. The train reaches Salem around 8:30AM.
4. The return journey is by West Coast Express from Salem to Chennai in First Class compartment.


The Ultimate Road Number King in MAS!! Sriram Karthik!

I am not a guy who notes speeds, numbers nor a guy well versed in timetables. I simply enjoy train travels and I wish to keep my hobby to that limit itself and not venturing into technical details. So I didn’t care about noting down any timing, or spotting or numbers of the locomotives which I saw in action during my trip. However, my dear friend Sriram Karthik was exactly the opposite. He sat all night and noted down all the numbers and crossings with timings! I should really appreciate Sriram on this. Few members are simply great and I am nowhere near in these aspects of rail fanning.

I believed that my train started on time and very soon we were doing very high speeds. Chidambaram boarded at Tambaram and sat with us for some time. He had got a Side-Lower berth in a different coach, but he was interested in being with us for some time. I got a Side-Lower and Sriram got a Lower berth, but none of us were interested in sleeping early.

I was impressed with the driving of the Loco pilot. 18602 WDM-2 was indeed a performer. Even though I am not a great diesel fan, I do like the WDM-2’s. But at heart I had the feeling, that good old WDM-2 days are over. But it wasn’t. The acceleration and speed was awesome. I was not keen on being awake as my focus was not to observe the crossings, but to enjoy the section between VRI and Salem and the return journey in First Class. Chidambaram and I went to sleep when our train crossed Olakur. I opted to take Sriram’s LB and Sriram comfortably settled in my Side-lower berth. Sriram Karthik was awake all night in Side Lower Berth!!

When I woke up next, I noticed that my train was in Villupuram. For the next few hours, my sleep wasn’t continuous. I woke up every time when my train stopped for a crossing. At Tiruvennainallur Road 6108 Mangalore-Chennai Egmore Express was waiting in loop. RPM WAP-4#22806 was the power. At Puvanur, WAP-4 crossed with 2632 Nellai Express and it wasn’t doing great speeds. However, what happened next was something awesome. We were put on loop at Parikkal and 2638 Pandian Express crossed us at a high speed. The honks were monstrous and when the locomotive crossed my window, cold breeze hit my face. I went to sleep again.


Chimbu and Sriram during the early morning hours. The location is Virudhachalam Railway station. Even at that time Sriram is pondering over his notes, timetables, referring to spottings etc etc.

Sriram Karthik woke me up when my train was nearing Virudhachalam. I was feeling very sleepy and I slept on the bench for a few minutes as Sriram and Chidambaram were talking about various rail related topics. It was a different pleasant experience. I mean sleeping in a railway station’s bench at night hours when the whole city is asleep, gazing at the empty sky and stars. The atmosphere was very fresh. I inhaled fresh air and after a few breaths I was feeling as if I was in heaven.

Two of our friends Naveen and Raghu Jayaraman were returning from Sengottai in 2662 Pothigai Express and they agreed to meet us at Virudhachalam. WAP-4#22222 hauled 2662 Pothigai Express entered into VRI in a monstrous style. Amazing! I was speechless. Once the train rolled to a stop, we waited at the coach entrance. Sleepy looking bearded Naveen and a fresh looking Raghu came out and greeted us. Naveen was seeing me after a long time and even at that unearthly hour; he couldn’t resist pulling my legs.

Within two minutes, starter was given and Naveen/Raghu departed towards Chennai. Chimbu and Sriram started talking about train topics and I returned to my slumber. I was enjoying in my own dream world. Sleeping in a railway station is a pleasant experience. Sriram purchased the tickets to Salem and woke me up at 5AM. Our train was already in platform and to our surprised we found that WDM-2#16802 was attached to its helm. This was the same locomotive which hauled our train to VRI earlier. As our train was about to depart, Chimbu’s train came in another platform and so we bid good bye to him as he was heading towards Tiruchi.

Our train had an on-time departure at 5:30AM. The section was scenic and I enjoyed it. It was a single non-electrified line. Our WDM-2 was doing well. Sriram Karthik felt that the Loco-Pilot wasn’t driving well and he wasn’t making full use of WDM-2’s power efficiently. The LP accelerated and decelerated repeatedly for no reason. I couldn’t figure out either, but that wasn’t my job. I sat by the window side and observed the cows, dogs, goats and rice fields as my train went through a scenic route.

We arrived at Salem around 8:30AM. We had only one hour time before 6628 West Coast arrived at Salem. Immediately, without wasting any time we had our breakfast of Idlis, Dosas etc. Sriram was returning in coach as he was not able to get a FC ticket. WAP-4#22517 arrived with West Coast Express and without wasting any time, I boarded my train.

When I boarded the FC coach, I was shocked. There was only one elderly person travelling in it and the rest of the coach was empty. I looked at the chart and found that many FC travellers have got down at Coimbatore and Palakkad. I was overjoyed. There was no one to disturb me!

My cabin was a coupe which can accommodate two people. I got a window-seat facing the locomotive! But the window was towards the left so that could mean I can’t observe any trains which were actually going to come on my right.

22517 did perform well in my opinion. I thoroughly enjoyed my ride. I was all alone for nearly 5 hours all the way up to Chennai. No one disturbed me and I was floating in my own world. I gazed out of the window and observed the fast moving trees, roads, mountains, posts, stations. For some stupid reason, my train slowed down a lot especially near Jolarpettai, Ambur, and Arokkonam. But thanks to the buffer in the timings, my train reached on time at Chennai Central. It was a hot day and certainly not a season to rail fan, but I was in Chennai after a long time and I desperately wanted to do this trip. I got down from the coach and waited for Sriram. When I saw Sriram, I was amused. He was looking a chicken which has been fried. Chennai heat was really severe.

As we walked towards MAS entrance, Sriram lamented that 22517 didn’t perform well. However, I seriously differ from this. In my opinion, the locomotive did perform well. However, the train was made to wait unnecessarily at JTJ, AB and AJJ, otherwise it could have arrived MAS very early!

-Krishna Kumar.S
IRFCA-MAS (Transferred from Howrah)

Friday, March 26, 2010

Journey to West Bengal

Journey to West Bengal

Tickets were booked in Coromandel Express through tatkal and I travelled in 2AC for the first time. I had a thought of taking flight but later I dropped the plan. With the help of my cousin brother Jaikarthik, I got my tickets booked without any problem. I reached Chennai Central along with my cousin brother. We had our morning breakfast at 0730hrs and we waited at platform 11.

My school mate Manoj was also travelling in the same train-Coromandel Express but in 3AC coach. As the rake was shunted in to the platform, there was a mad rush for the UR or unreserved compartments. Even reserved sleeper coaches weren't spared and there was a mad rush! Within a few minutes, there were people sitting on floors, in between bays, near the doors etc etc. We were a bit relieved that we were going in 2AC; else we would have had a tough time. I also noticed that there were many people trying to get into A/C compartments without proper tickets.

I was a bit disappointed that we had got upper berth. A window seat would have been a better choice to see sceneries of Andhra Pradesh, Orissa and West Bengal. Anyway, there were other priorities. Our coach was A-1 and 32-34 were our seat numbers. My friends Vimalakar, Sriram Karthik and Vivek were at MAS and assisted me with my luggages. Our train departed Chennai Central later by a few minutes. The power was WAP-4#22295. There were lots of jerks. I felt a lot of jerks in Basin Bridge itself. My train never accelerated and it didn't even touch 60kph for a long time. We had a 5 mins halt at Tiruvottiyur. It took 35 minutes for us to reach Ennore and we crossed the Ennore creek bridge with extreme caution (10kph-15kph).

The train was very slow for some mysterious reason! I came to the door near Kavaraipettai and witnessed my train negotiating the curve after Kavaraipettai. It was fantastic. I stood at the door till GPD outer. My train crossed Gummidipondi at 60kph. Lucknow Express came in the opposite direction with an Itarsi WAM-4 and it was going towards Chennai Central (MAS). In my opinion, my train never touched 110kph. It was damn slow. There were lots of jerks. I went inside my coach and I got busy with a packet of kurkure and Lays. I was listening to my Western Music collection as usual.

There was a Bengali family travelling along with us and they were our friends for a day. The person was working in IBM and he was travelling with his wife and their 6 month old daughter Pratyusha. My train crossed Gudur at 1215hrs at extremely slow speed. My friend Manoj came to my seat and we were talking for about 1 hour. We were pulling each other's legs (war of words)-something which we do often. That's what we have been doing for the past 15 years whenever we find time.

After Nellore, I went to upper berth. AC cooling was good and overall it was a comfortable journey, but I missed a lot of sceneries. I door plated occasionally, but most of the time I was with my elder cousin brother. I decided to take a nap after Nellore and I went for a short power nap. I got up at 1600hrs and I realized that my train was in Vijayawada. The train was obviously late! I called up my home and updated my parents. I hoped that the train would touch high speeds after crew change at Vijayawada, but it turned out to be even more pathetic.

There was a big jerk and even my berth shaked! My brother and I exchanged glances. After a very poor, horrible honk my train started from Vijayawada. I went and stood near the door to observe the mountains. The train was taking the wrong line! It was keeping right instead of left. I wondered why? Are such things common in SCR? I realized that there was a freighter in the left track. After travelling for a few kilometers in the right track, my train switched back to the left track. We touched 80kph consistently and we maintained the same speed for a long time. The classic moment was yet to come. WAG-7 of Kanpur came in the opposite direction with a short passenger rake. It was a wonderful sight especially with the mountains in the background. But I don’t know why? For some mysterious reason, my train never touched high speeds.

I managed to pass time by reading some dailies, newspapers. The entire trip was not a rail fanning trip, so rail fanning wasn't a priority. If I had got a lower berth things would have been a bit different! The people in the lower berth were always sleeping and we weren't able to sit even in the aisle seat. I was very disappointed. The entire coach was dull and everyone was sleeping. I came to the door near 755km post. My train was not going fast at all. I am not a high speed train fan, so I didn't bother. But fans of Rajdhani and Shatabdi would have been disappointed if they had travelled along with me in Coromandel Express that day. I couldn’t make out much as it was very dark and I came back to my berth.

My train reached Bhadrak on time. We were surprised. My brother felt that the driver who took charge after Vishakhapatnam was extremely good at driving. My train was now running on time! I got down at Bhadrak. Orissa looked very beautiful. My train had a loco change at Vishakhapatnam. As a result of that my coach was now fifth or sixth from the locomotive. I am not sure of the exact position. After Bhadrak, the acceleration was too good and there were no jerks.

I am not sure where exactly the crew change took place. It must have been in Khurda Road or Bhubaneswar. The driver who took charge for the final leg of the journey was too good. Simply wonderful! I doorplated for a while and I observed small stations like Morkhena etc etc flying past.. Then I came back to my berth. I was feeling disappointed. The person in the lower berth was occupying every bit of the berth. I couldn’t even sit in the aisle and watch through the window. So I went back to the door and I stood all the way for the next 3 hours till Kharagpur. I realized that the passengers running ahead of my train were put on loop and my train overtook them comfortably at 110kph! It was an awesome sight! My train reached Howrah on time. It was a fantastic experience.

I bid good-bye to Manoj and I said that I would meet him once I was settled. I had a glance at the city as my Taxi flew towards Salt Lake. The city looked a bit old and resembled some 1970’s. A small smile came over my face. I had a look at the people. I got confidence from observing their simple lifestyle. I believed that this was going to make a tremendous difference in life. This was only the beginning of a good friendship between this land and myself. A relationship which grew strongly within a few months, characterized by mutual trust, a sense of brotherhood and most of all I learnt how to treat a human being with respect.

-Krishna Kumar.S

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Divinity of Madurantakam


Gopuram of Madurantakam-Yeri Katha Ramar Temple.

Why I like Madurantakam?

Madurantakam is a small town 84km away from Chennai. It is famous for a Ram Temple. I personally like Madurantakam very much for many reasons. I visit the Ram temple at Madurantakam almost every two months. Being a devotee of Lord Vishnu, I am always interested in Vishnu Temples. I am personally impressed with the overall majestic appearance of Lord Vishnu as Lord Ram in the Yeri Katha Ramar Temple. His brother Lakshman’s majestic appearance adds more beauty. As far as I know this is the only temple in which Lord Ram is portrayed as holding Sita’s hand. I got this information through the temple gurukkal with whom I converse often. One of my ambitions in life is to give Yeri Katha Ramar-a dhoti and thundu. I hope He would accept my gift.

Madurantakam has an interesting legend associated with it. It is believed that Lord Ram gave darshan to Lt.Colonel Plaze, a British collector when he prayed to Lord Ram to assist him. It is to be noted that Plaze was a sceptical person.

In the year 1796, the temple authorities decided to build a shrine for Janakavalli Thayar (Goddess Sita). It was a rainy season and Madurantakam Tank was getting full. There was a fear that the bunds would give away and water would come into the town. At that time, Lt.Plaze noticed a huge pile of stones piled up near the Temple. He inquired the purohits why there were so many bricks and stones inside the temple complex.


Temple Tank.

The purohits replied that those bricks were to be used for constructing a separate shrine for Goddess Sita. The collector was amused. Lt.Plaze said that building a shrine wasn’t a priority. He believed that the bricks should be used for repairing the bunds of the tank which had broken. The purohits replied that Lord Vishnu never betrayed any devotee and He always answers the prayers of his devotees. Purohits asked the Collector to pray to Lord Ram sincerely from his heart and they assured him that his prayers would be answered.

The rains never stopped. The entire town of Madurantakam was filled with water everywhere and daily life was affected. Many feared that the tank would overflow and water will come into the town. As a District Collector, Lt.Col Plaze had a lot of work pressure and he was extremely worried. He went to the spot along with his team and inspected the bunds. He prayed at heart that the bunds shouldn’t break.


Yeri Katha Ramar in all glory.

There was a flash of lightning. He saw two figures standing at a distance. One of them had a bow in the hand. Lt.Col. Plaze was amazed and spell bound. It was none other than Lord Ram (Vishnu) and his divine brother Lakshman. His prayers were answered! Lord Ram and Lakshman themselves have taken the task of protecting the tank. When the rains stopped, the Collector approached the purohits and apologised to them for being sarcastic. He personally took charge of the construction expenses and a shrine for Janakavalli Thayar was built. A small idol of Col.Plaze is engraved in the walls of the shrine of Janakavalli Thayar as a sign of respect. Even in the temple entrance Col.Plaze’s name is mentioned in the pillars.

While browsing through the Internet, I came across this legendary story. I was impressed. I visited Madurantakam for the first time in 2008 and as on date, I have been to Madurantakam 13 times. Tamilnadu has got lots to offer the world in my opinion. A British Collector believes in Lord Ram, but why do people over here inquire about the engineering degree of Lord Ram? I am confused and at the same time amused. British people are generally reserve and they follow a lot of rules. Even they have understood the existence of Ram.I think Lord Ram is a Civil Engineer and I am not sure in which college he graduated but the Britishers themselves have honoured him with a degree in Civil Engineering. The proof is the very existence of Col.Plaze's name in Madurantakam temple. What really matters is the knowledge and not the college. My Lord had enough knowledge to prevent the tank from breaking. He was the same person who built this world too. I am proud of Him.

Whenever I visit Madurantakam, I generally spend more than 4-5 hours at the temple complex. I like the taste of the divine theertham (water), the fragrance of camphor, the oil lamps, the granite floors, and the taste of tulsi leaves which my Lord Narayan likes very much. Madurantakam is one awesome place overall.

-Krishna Kumar.S

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Journey to Kalinga Desam-Part 3


Konark-Sun Temple.

There were various items kept in display at shops outside the Sun Temple. Balaram, Subhadra and Jagannath trio set, a model of Konark wheel, a model of Konark Sun Temple, Ganesh, Vishnu, Shiva and other deities. They were a bit expensive. The shop keeper mistook me for a Bengali and took it as an advantage and said that the Balaram-Subhadra-Krishna set cost "cholees tanka". I told him,"ponneru tanka". After some hard bargain in English, Hindi and broken Bengali, Sanjeev and myself reduced the price from Rs.40(cholis taka) to Rs.15(ponneru taka). After some shopping, we both went to a hotel and had Masala Dosai. Masala Dosai was bit different and unique. It had lots of vegetables, some leaves along with potatoes. It was very tasty and I liked it. We both then walked to a musuem nearby and had a glance at Orissa's historical collectionsa and some old paintings. Once the fog had cleared, we returned back to the temple to take a few photos. Fog and mists were causing hinderance earlier, but when we returned again, we found that the fog had cleared.The climate was cool and pleasant with little bit of sun.

Orissa was a different experience for me and I liked interacting with the people here. I personally hate forming affinity groups. The real thrill comes when you interact with a person who speaks different language. The real spice of life is when one accustoms to a new lifestyle and learns from the local people.

Sanjeev Rao was leaving to Puri by bus while I took a bus from Konark to Bhubaneshwar. We both thanked each other and after sharing our telephone numbers we departed. I should admit the fact that Sanjeev was good at bargaining. Even I can get cheated for some Rs.10 or 20 extra, but such things are not possible with Sanjeev.

The distance of 70km was covered in two and a half hours. The ticket cost me "poytreesh taka"(Rs.35). I was happy that I was managing the situation despite an acute language problem, but I was learning Bengali fast. The bus journey was an fantastic one. My bus went on top of lot of bridges and I could observe that Orissa had a lot of water. There were small ponds everywhere.

My bus reached Bhubaneshwar at 1130hrs and I had my lunch immediately. Oriya meals was too good and I loved it, but I couldn't identify most of the dishes. But I told the server/bearer that I am a vegeterian. Meals cost me Rs.30/-. I lazily walked towards Bhubaneshwar Railway station which was only a stone's throw away. The station was small and I was entering the station through Kalpana Chauk entrance. I felt as if I was entering into Saidapet or Kodambakkam or Villupuram. Since Bhubaneshwar was the capital city of Orissa, I expected the railway station to be very big but it turned out to be small and simple.

My return link was 2822 Dhauli Express at 1315hrs and I had nearly 90 minutes. I spent some time roaming inside BBS station. Since I had only one backpack with clothes, I had no burden and I was able to observe quite a lot of things comfortably. WDS-6#36125 Kharagpur was seen doing some shunting business. VSKP WAM-4#20616 came with a passenger from Palassa. Rajdhani Express to New Delhi was getting ready to depart. A girl who recently got married was moving to Delhi with her husband. As the train departed, tears rolled down in her eyes.

Dhak-Dhak, Jung-Jung.. Rajdhai departed slowly. She waved to her parents with tears. I felt a bit sad too. If I had a sister, I would also be waving at her with tears. But I never had that feeling as WAP-4's and WDM-2's are my siblings.

WDM-2#16246 came with Sambalpur-Puri Express. 2821 Dhauli Express came from Howrah bang on time at 1245hrs. My coach was D-6 and I got a window seat facing towards the locomotive. I settled quite comfortably and waited for my departure. To my horror, the train didn't start at 1315hrs. It started only at 1400hrs. Nearly 45 minutes late!


Konark! Pic taken during early morning hours.

Something unfortunate happenned soon after departure. The lady sitting next to me lost her chain. The door was near to our seat and the culprit was waiting there for a long time. When the train departed and reached the outer, he quickly snatched the chain and jumped down and fell on the tracks. The lady was shocked and for the rest of her journey till Bhadrak she was crying. I felt sorry for her and I was in no mood for railfanning. I took a few minutes to recover from the shock. As the train picked up speed I looked back and saw the thief getting up from the tracks and wiping the dust off from his shirt and pants. Her mother in law was scolding her intially, but later she consoled her. It is easy to scold anyone, but it is impossible to put ourselves in another person's shoes. We never knew what the other person's journey in life is all about. Maybe if we were in other person's shoes, we might not even be half as good as them.

My train reached Cuttack at 1425hrs. Santragachi WAP-4#22825 was spotted with NDLS-PURI Puroshottam Express near Cuttack outer. After Cuttack, the train became an unreserved passenger all the way upto Howrah. People with open tickets got in and were standing in between seats and also in the aisle. You can imagine my plight. I couldn't eat snacks or drink water comfortably as there was no space to stretch.

Till Howrah, I sat in the same seat looking outside the windows and jotting down important points needed for this travelogue. The best part was yet to come! In the next 6 hours, I witnessed some real monstrous quality driving! This was something which I haven't witnessed earlier in my life. My train did normal speed till Cuttack. After Cuttack, it was a single line secton for a few kilometers. WDM-2#18575was spotted with a BCNA rake near Mancheswar. Angul 28046 WAG-7 was spotted with coal rake just outside Mancheswar station. Looks like all the freighters have stopped for some reason.


Konark during early morning hours.

It seems that my Loco-Pilot was very upset with the delayed start. After Cuttack my train was doing very high-speeds. As my train curved towards the right, I saw dust being sprayed on the platforms of Kendarapara Road. WDG-3A#13401+WDG-3A#13403 came with a long freight rake in the curve. It was amazing. Truly amazing. But my LP didn't give up the speed. Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak. Praaanggggg!!!!! Jal-Jal, click-click, Jal-Jal, click-click, Jal-Jal, click-click, Jal-Jal, click-click. Both my train and the freighter crossed each other at dangerously high speed. Passengers inside my coach closed their ears including the TTE. It was very noisy and the honks of the diesels were very frightenning.

Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak. My Loco-Pilot was like Adam Gilchrist of Australian cricket team chasing a score of 250 in a T-20 international match. BRC WAG-5#23689 came with a BCNA rake and crossed my train at a good speed. Even the freights were doing high speeds!!! I couldn't believe. I spotted VSKP WDG-3A#14602 with a BCNA rake near Kapilas Road. There were lots of freight trains hauled by diesels and unfortunately I couldn't note everything as I was completely mesmerized by the driving of my Loco-Pilot.

The brake application was neat and clean. No jerks. I haven't travelled in a Rajdhani or Shatabdi earlier in my life, but this train came very close to the glory of Rajdhani/Shatabdi.I spotted Rajdhani towards BBS near Soru. It must have been Bhubaneshwar Radhani. I had my own doubts too. Or was it only a empty rake? The speed was too fast and I couldn't make out much. My train's average speed was 71.5 kph excluding the delay before start. Meanwhile, all my friends back in Tamilnadu were updated through repeater Sriram Karthik in SMS. I do this often during my inter-state travels. I even got replies from friends in TN asking me to describe the speed, scenery and my feelings in a more detailed manner. Each roaming message would cost Rs.3 but I wasn't bothered. I like sharing my enjoyment with my friends in Tamilnadu. WAP-4#22271 was too fast and too good. Santragachi locomotives are good performers. That's my conclusion.


Bhubaneshwar Railway station. Kalpana chauk entrance. Pic taken by Krishna Kumar.S

I spotted lots of diesel under wires after Bhadrak. I was simply amazed at my LP's driving skills. The way he was drove, I felt that he wouldn't stop even at Howrah and he would go all the way up to my house in Bidhan Nagar. I connected my headset to my mobile and started listening to "Dhadhak Dhadhak" of Bunty Aur Bubli. I listen to that song ofte during my train travels. The music was too good and my train was blasted at nearly 110kph. You can imagine how much I enjoyed this return trip. Asansol WAG-7#28113 crossed my train with a coal rake after Bhadrak. As I was constantly looking outside the window, my face became dark due to dust and my shirt got dirty. But I wasn't bothered.

Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak, Tatak-Tatak. The real beauty was when my train ripped through points. Track sounds appear a bit different especially when the train is not changing over. I am running short of words, I hope you understand what I am trying to say.

MGS WAG-7#27037 hauled an BOXN rake at slow speed as my train ripped through small stations at 100kph! I felt as I was flying on tracks! Brutal driving. As my train curved towards the right, WAG-5 twins 24061 and 24035 came in the opposite direction heading towards BBS with a BOXN goods wagon rake. It was a real beauty. I can't express it over here, but I wish you were there along with me that day.

Irrespective of how much you travel, towards the end of the day you would conclude that your home town is the best. I use to feel like that when my train crosses Gummidpondi and enters Tamilnadu. I had the similar feeling when my train entered back into West Bengal. How much ever you roam or railfan, you feel quite content only when your train enters back into your home town. Though West Bengal isn't my home town, I felt happy after my train entered back into West Bengal. I use to feel like that when I was in TN. But for my loco-pilot this meant nothing. He was driving as if there were no brakes in the locomotive. The onlookers in stations were baffled and astonished as my train flew past them. I wonder why there wasn't so much of aggression yesterday when I took the same train to Bhubaneshwar.

My train reached Kharagpur at 1830hrs-late by 27 minutes. I thought that my train would get held up after Mecheda due to EMU traffic. But my train wasn't blocked at all but the speed was below 80kph. The speed dropped to 40kph for a few kilometers as it neared to Howrah. I thought it would get delayed near Howrah outer, but it got all clearances and entered into Howrah station at 2030hrs. I was late only by 15 minutes. What an amazing experience. I rushed to the front to congratulate the driver, but to my disappointment there was no one in the cab. It was empty. I boarded a reserved taxi and reached Bidhan Nagar within 40 minutes without any problems. My five adopted pups were waiting for me at the gate. It's been months since I adopted them, but they haven't got a name yet. As I climbed up stairs to my room, they rounded up and didn't allowed me to enter the house, till I gave them their quota of biscuits. I went to bed quietly.

-Krishna Kumar.S
IRFCA-Howrah.
West Bengal, India.

Journey to Kalinga Desam-Part 2


Photography prohibited!! Pic taken at Konark Temple, Orissa.

Trip Report Continuation....

I came outside Bhubaneshwar station immediately without wasting time and managed to get a cab to Puri for "threes taka"(Rs.30). The distance between Bhubaneshwar and Puri is 65km, but the taxi cost only Rs.30. Guess why? The call-taxi driver had already dropped a customer at BBS and he was returning to Puri empty. He wanted to make some extra money. So he simply charged the bus fee equivalent of Rs.30/-. The bus ticket to Puri costs Rs.30/-. I found that this was money-saving and more comfortable. The taxi started at 1300hrs and I reached Puri at 1415hrs.


Konark temple was covered with mists and fogs in the morning. I waited patiently to take a better photo.

With cab-driver's help, I found an accomodation in Hotel Subhadra near the temple in Puri. He scratched his head a bit and smiled at me. I understood what he expected. I gave him "kudi taka"(Rs.20). He gladly accepted it. If it was Chennai, things would have been different as expectations are more there. The A/C room cost me Rs.650 per day. It was a double bed, single room with TV. After taking rest for a few minutes, I came out and entered into the hotel next to my lodge. I had 4 rotis with sabji and pickles. The experience was fantastic. The taste was very good. I enjoyed the food.

Without wasting time, I immediately proceeded towards the temple. The temple was 500 meters away from my hotel. After nearing the temple complex, I found out that mobile phones were not allowed. Few people weren't bothered and many were carrying their mobiles, but I didn't want to take a risk especially in a new place. I walked back to my room and kept my mobile in my room and came back to the temple. I lost some good amount of time here.

One of the pundits or pundas tried to make some money out of me and tried various techniques by holding my hands and promising me to do pooja. He caught my hands a bit strong and he thought that I would be afraid. I gave a dirty look and reduced his guts to ashes. I looked at him even more firmly and removed even the last bit of his courage. There were lot of visitors from Andhra Pradesh. The darshan was suspended for nearly 45 minutes in the evening for some special pooja and I spent some time roaming around the compex.


Pic taken near Cuttack. Onboard 2821 Dhauli Express to BBS.

After 45 minutes, the crowd became less all of a sudden and I entered the complex quite comfortably. At a distance I saw Goddess Subhadra flanked by her two brothers Balram and Jagannath. It was a glorious sight. After darshan, I purchased a few small dolls as momento and returned back to my room. I slept for two hours. At around 2030hrs, I went down to have my dinner. I had rotis with sabji again.

I was listening to news in TV for sometime in my room and I went to bed at 2200hrs and got up at 0400hrs the next day. I got ready in 30 minutes and I checked out. I took a rickshaw from my hotel to Puri bus stand. It was a straight road, but the bus stand was a bit far. It cost me Rs.15/-. The guy was an old man and a kind person. He asked me for few rupees extra. I gave him "dosh taka"( Rs.10) extra. He was happy and he even helped me to find a bus to Konark. Konark was 37km from Puri. The private bus was to start at 0600hrs, but the driver took his own sweet time and waited till the bus was filled with passengers. We started only at 0637hrs.

I really enjoyed this bus-ride. Orissa was very beautiful. It gives me great pleasure and honor to write about Orissa and it's uniqueness and there could be no higher honor for me. My bus went through small scenic villages. Even the bus stops looked beautful. The entire area had a lot of greenery and there were lots of trees. Everything had a charm of its own. I saw a single-line electrified track accompanying our bus for sometime and later it went out of focus as my bus deviated towards Konark. I assumed that the track connected Puri and Bhubaneshwar. My bus went through small villages, primarly dealing with occupations like handicrafts, pottery, agriculture, livestock and farming. Great people with great thoughts, living a simple lifestyle. They may have worries, but those are genuine ones due to toughness of life.


Orissa was very unique and scenic. It was a bit dusty too.

When the whole world was worried about recession, thousands of ordinary Indians living in these small villages of Orissa, Jharkhand enjoyed their life by their simple lifestyle. Compared to these people, I have graduated nothing in my life. I need to learn a lot from them. These people know a lot of things. Those things aren't taught even in leading business schools or MNC's, corporates.

I reached Konark at 0745hrs. I met an old gentlemen named Sanjeev Rao from Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh. He worked for Income Tax deparment and currently posted Vizianagaram. He has come to Konark and Puri was sight-seeing. He knew better Hindi and we both helped each other. The entry ticket to see the Konark Sun Temple cost Rs.10/- and I bought a permit for Rs.25/- to take photos. The structure was very huge and I was amazed at the talents of Indian artistes who had so much of skills even in 10th century A.D-an era where there was no machines, advanced tools nor vehicles. If people are good at heart, they can deliver a lot of things. Technology is not a solution to everything.

-To be continued.