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At the Temple Pond of Bhoga Nandeeshwara, of which you may not have heard much.. by Anoop Negi

Most temples in South India and I guess elsewhere in India have a sacred water pond where ritual cleansing for the devotees or the priests or the deity itself would take place.

Some lying at higher elevations would be the alleged source of rivers and have some mythical tales of epic Hindu deities etc. figuring prominently in some fable or the other.

The "Shringi Theertha" – the temple pond is large and has steps on all four sides. The Bhoginandishwara temple is situated not too far from Bangalore and it was initially built in the 9th century AD.

This pond as per popular legend is supposed to be the source of the South Pennar river and was made when the divine bull Nandi plunged his horn into the earth here.

The day I was there, not too many seekers of divine bliss and fertility were to be found at the temple complex. In the pond area a mother from Andhra Pradesh was bathing her daughter in the holy water after getting her hair shaved off as a part of routine Hindu tradition.

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The Gateway to Farrukhnagar by Anoop Negi

Farrukhnagar is a small town in the inner morbidity of Haryana. Well in the middle of nowhere, really.

It is a dusty town in the backyard of Delhi. Quaint would describe this place beautifully. Grunge, filth and decrepitude has taken over the walls and streets and no photograph canmake it look beautiful if it is not.

The township houses a few monuments of some vintage, none better than the Sheesh Mahal that belonged to the erstwhile Nawab whose fiefdom this was. There are no Nawabs anymore, the British Raj promptly got rid of the last one from Farrukhnagar on some convenient excuse of sabotage to hang him in Delhi. That was much before India was given its independence in 1947.

The Nawabs must have done a mighty fine job of the town and pictured here is the bastion and the gateway to the older part of the town. The bastion is crumbling as you can see with the plaster all but gone from the bottom girdle. The ever present advent of petty commerce at every nook and corner has taken its toll of the view and a tomato seller vies with an ugly water booth to obscure the gateway.

The situation is much the same inside the actual bastion with hawkers aggrandizing parts of it for their wares.

This town was important a long time ago. It was the centre of salt trade and famous for "sultanpur "salt which was extracted from saline wells. That also was shut down as Rajasthan open pan salt took over the entire North Indian plains.

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The Bigger the Prayer Wheel, The Greater the LIkelihood of Salvation at Thiksey, Ladakh by Anoop Negi

Thiksay Monastery and Gompa are rather well known to the travelers as well as the ones who see photos of Ladakh. It is a monastery strategically located on the highway going out to Manali and Changathang from Leh in Ladakh.

A giant prayer wheel enroute to the Gompa lay waiting for the devout and the believers to rotate it and disperse their prayers. The valley, visible through the rather large opening, stood motionless and silent as if waiting for something to happen.

Nothing much happens though bar the progression of tourists as they stop over and take photos. I wonder if they pray for better photos when they turn the wheel. I really do not think so. Most Indians seek not peace and quiet or a meaningful life but a life of untold monetary riches.

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The Dance of the Poles and Shit Happens in Goa. by Anoop Negi

Sand mining is a major problem in India. If you look out the window of your car or a train as you pass a river bed you will see trucks, tractors and bullock carts carrying away sand that is used primarily in the construction industry.
The Courts in India have banned sand mining wherever proactive volunteers have brought up the malaise but the activity still continues unchecked almost everywhere.

This is the river Colvale in Goa near the Chapora bridge where a sand mining boat lies moored with long poles used by the workers standing tall in the Goan sky. A man on the riverbank s(h)its in timeless repose caring two hoots about what the environmentalists are trying to achieve.

As of now the sand mining is banned and it has been a few years since I passed this place on the Highway 17 that runs through Goa.

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The Dance of the Poles and Shit Happens in Goa. by Anoop Negi

Sand mining is a major problem in India. If you look out the window of your car or a train as you pass a river bed you will see trucks, tractors and bullock carts carrying away sand that is used primarily in the construction industry.
The Courts in India have banned sand mining wherever proactive volunteers have brought up the malaise but the activity still continues unchecked almost everywhere.

This is the river Colvale in Goa near the Chapora bridge where a sand mining boat lies moored with long poles used by the workers standing tall in the Goan sky. A man on the riverbank s(h)its in timeless repose caring two hoots about what the environmentalists are trying to achieve.

As of now the sand mining is banned and it has been a few years since I passed this place on the Highway 17 that runs through Goa.

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