Tuesday, December 26, 2006

A Walk through The Mughal Lanes

Let me start from where I had finished my previous post.
We (myself, my brother and Jobu) started on the 24th morning from my village in a
Mahindra Bolero after a good sleep the previous night.
The trip had been planned something like this : We would first visit Kandi Kali Badi and then move on to Lalbagh, which is the main attraction of
Murshidabad.
En-route our trip we visited Kandi first as planned.
Kandi is not amongst the major tourist attractions of Murshidabad and not many people are even aware of this place. The sole attraction of Kandi however is the Kandi Kali Badi. It is as old as the history of Murshidabad goes. Though today the Kali Badi is pretty much famous, at least among the local people, it was once infamous for it was the shelter of dacoits during the mughal reins. This was a place where the dacoits used to offer prayers to Goddess Kali.

After we came out this temple we were left with mixed feelings. I could say that this temple today was a veneer of the cultural manipulations that have occured in the era bygone, for I could hear song numbers from Don being played behind the temple amidst the chanting of the mantras inside the four walls.

Anyways with many more such thoughts skulking in my mind I got into my Bolero once again only to move towards Lalbagh, which remains the most important destination of tourists to Murshidabad.

It took about an hour odd to reach Lalbagh from Kandi. The road to Lalbagh already gave us a sense of great expectations as it moved in a slapdash fashion along the Ganges. The Ganges in this part isnt really the firecest or the widest but it definitely is amongst the purest.

Moving on this road we first landed at Motijheel.
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Motijheel (Murshidabad) Motijheel or Pearl lake is situated about one and a half kilometre south of Lalbagh and about three kilometres south-east of Hazarduari Palace at
murshidabad, west bengal. The horse-shoe shaped lake, according to Rennell, was one of the meandering courses of the Bhagirathi that once flowed near this area. Within the bend of the lake were built a beautiful palace called 'Sang-i- dalan' (stone palace), a lofty gateway, a mosque and some other structures by nawazish muhammad khan alias Shahmat Jang, nephew and son-in-law of Nawab alivardi khan. The palace of Nawazish Khan was built using materials, especially the black basalt pillars brought from the ruins of Gaur and thus assumed the name Sang-i-dalan. After his death, his widow ghaseti begum lived here until sirajuddaula took over the palace and seized enormous amount of treasures in 1756 AD. It is heard that Sirajuddaula being jealous of this place,got another very beautiful palace- Heerajheel constructed on the opposite side of the Bhagirathi after incurring huge amount of money.

Today however Motijheel is more about a Museum where one could find artifacts of the articles used in those days, a lake where one can go for some boating and a park where one can go on a picnic party. We visited the museum first,did some boating too and moved ahead in our car without wasting much time.
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From Motijheel we proceeded for Hazarduari (Nabab Palace).



The Hazarduari Palace, or the palace with a thousand doors is the chief tourist attraction of Murshidabad.
The magnanimity of the structure was palpable from a far distance itself. The building is reminiscent of Gothic architecture. We reached there sometime around 11'o clock. On reaching the premises of the palace we found almost a quarter km long queue waiting for its turn to enter the palace. We 3 just couldnt believe that we had to stand behind this long a queue under the blazing sun for our turn. There were tourists from, I guess, every part of the state. Well there was no other go and we had to book our entry tickets and stand behind this queue.
While I waited behind this queue, Jobu and by Brother went to check if there was something more worth to be seen around this place.
There is a structure right opposite to this palace, more famously known as the Imambara, inside the same premise where the Hazarduari is located. It is said that the King would marry a virgin every night and keep her locked in this imambara after that. Anyways Jobu and bro came back after some time only to inform that the imambara was up for some repair work and hence would not be opened for visitors. They too joined me in the queue after that. What was good about this queue was that it was moving quite sppedily. Therefore i didnt have to wait for more than 30 in to reach the main gate of the palace from where we would actually be let inside.
There wasn't much security at the gates when I had visited this place last time. But thanks to the "Global terrorism" factor, there was quite a hard security cover at the entrance. Forget cameras not even mobile phones were allowed inside the palace. However, there was a cloak room at the entrance where one could keep his belongings.
After keeping our mobile phones I moved inside. Though the palace is such a lively example of exemplary human creation, and it would be really difficult for anyone to describe it in words I have tried to frame below what best I could possibly do.
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The Hazarduari Palace, or the palace with a thousand doors is the chief tourist attraction of Murshidabad. This three-storey palace was built in 1837 by Duncan McLeod for the Nawab Najim
Humaun Jah, descendent of Mir Zafar. It has thousand doors (among which only 900 are real) and 114 rooms and 8 galleries, built in European architectural style. The total area of Hazarduari Palace is 41 acres. It is now a museum and has an exquisite collection of armoury, splendid paintings, exhaustive portraits of the Nawabs, various works of art including beautiful works of ivory (Murshidabad school) of China (European) and many other valuables. The Armoury has 2700 arms in its collections of which only few are displayed. Swords used by Shiraj-ud-Daulla and his grandfather, Nawab Alivardi Khan, can be seen here. The other attractions in this floor are Vintage Cars and Fittan Cars used by the Nawabs and their families.



However one would have to be lucky enough to be able to see these princely items as most of the time some or the other construction keeps going on and one or the other floor would be locked.
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It took us almost 2.5 hrs to be able to see 90% of what lay inside the museum of a size of 130mtrs x 60 mtrs. After this we were tired enough and didnt have any sort of energy left and we could easily sense that lunch came calling.
We came outside the museum and sat for sometime on the grand stair case on the front side. From there we moved to take lunch on the roadside hotels outside the palace premises. The food this time again was as bad as it can get. But still it looked great. After finishing our lunch we moved ahead for other places that remained to be visited.
We moved to NashiPur Akhra after lunch.

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Nashipur Akhra is situated near Nashipur Rajbati on the eastern side of the Bhagirathi. The Mahanta of the Akhra is to remain bachelor for good. Here, every year, Jhulan Yatra is performed when a large number of people from far off villages assemble here to witness the dramas held on this occassion. There are a good number of deities who are worshipped every day by the priests.
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In the Nashipur Akhra a very old Austin is kept in the Garage and free for public analysis. Even we tried to see the remains of the car. We opened the bonnet to see what remained of the motor. Though not much remained in it, it still gave a chilling feel to us. Just imagine handling an almost 150 yrs old car.

From Nashipur Akhra we moved on to
KathGola Bagan.

Enroute Kathgola Bagan we came across the Jafargunj cementry. We didnt get down at this place since we felt not much was there to be seen as it was in a delapidated state. All the descendants of Nawab Nazims (except Miran and Feradun Jah) had been cremated here.

Moving Onwards we came across the Tomb of Azimunnisa Begum.

We agreed to get down here. Local people told that the place was maintained by young kids who stayed nearby. Each of us agreed to pay those kids Rs2/- each. The kids act as guides for visitors and narrate history in a poetic fashion. Their historical poetry amused one and all present there. Not much is there to be seen at this place however. Behind this tomb lies vast cultivable pieces of land.

The history of this tomb goes like this.

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Tomb of Azimunnisa Begum
Azimunnisa Begum was the Daughter of Murshid Kuli Khan(after whom Murshidabad was named). It is heard that once she fell seriously ill and as per the advice of a Hakim, she recovered from illness after having medicine prepared from the liver of an infant secretly. But after recovery, she became accustomed with having the liver of an infant secretly. But the Nawab coming to know of the fact, instructed his men to cremate her alive.

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From this place we moved ahead for Kathgola Bagan.
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The above three thubnails are snapshots of what lies inside the Kathgola Bagan.Inside the Kathgola Bagan we took a guide to take us through the premises. Kathgola Bagan or Kathgola Garden is a big garden house on the North Eastern side. Katgola, the palace garden of Raja Dhanpat Singh Dugar and Lakshmipat Singh Dugar and their famous Adinath Temple were built in 1873, by Harreck Chand. Inside is situated the Paresh Nath Temple made of white marble stone.Within the temple, there is the statue of Paresh Nath made of Marble Stone.Lamchi Prasad is its founder.In this garden, there stands a beautiful palace in which there can be seen valuable paintings, mirrors and priceless furniture. A good many statues on horse backs are also worth seeing.

One can also find a dance floor which used to covered with original belgian glass on all sides, which only allowed one way view from inside. The belgian glasses dont exist today but the floor does. Its beleived that the Dugars used to pay Rs5000/- for a 30 min dance by 2 famous bais(female dancers) from Lucknow.

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From Kathgola we moved ahead for Katra Mosque and probably the last place for that day's trip.. We were infact on our way back.While coming back we saw Jagat Seth's house by the roadside. The house today remains in a deteriorated condition, with no maintenance altogether. Probably the punishment of his wrong doings during the British rule when he colluded with the Britishers and betrayed the Indian Kings.

Katra Mosque was the last place that we could visit during this trip. The place was almost closed when we reached. Thanks to the caretaker that he allowed us inside taking into consideration the crowd that day. We didn't find many guides even there. Hence had to satisfy ourselves by asking the locals about the place. Below is whatever info we could gather about the place.

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The tomb of Murshid Kuli Khan is also known as Katra Mqsque.

It is known from the written account that Murshid Kuli Khan, on attaining old age, expressed his desire to construct his tomb adjacent to the mosque. The responsibility for the construction was given to Farash Khan. Farash Khan is reported to have been very envious of Hindus. He completed the construction of the mosque by demolishing many Hindu temples.

Once Murshid Kuli Khan died Farash became repentant for his deeds. With a view to get foot prints of noble men on the stairs, he got Murshid's tomb constructed below the stairs and the body was laid to rest in the tomb.

At the two ends of the mosque, two domes measuring 70ft in height, are still existing today in a delapidated condition. On getting at the top of the domes its said that a major portion of the City of Murshidabad is visible.

However we were not lucky enough to get on to the top as the domes are locked from public access.

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Well the day was over for us with this magnificient sight. We came out of the Mosque. It was already 5:30p.m and getting dark.

I bought a couple of local made handicraft items for people back home, boarded my Bolero and was on my way back .

There were quite a few places in and around Murshidabad that we couldn't cover that day and hope to cover some time else.

Main among these are :- Kosh Bagh(Siraj Samadhi), Palassey Monuments,Heera Jheel(on the other side of Bhagirathi) , Kriteshwar temple, Vatabati Temple, Maharaj a Nanda Kumar House( Bhadra Pur).






A Trip to the Bengal Countryside of Murshidabad



This year (2006) the 25th Dec fell on a Monday. Hence I had a long weekend to enjoy. So I thought of a trip to Goa with my friends. But as luck would have it..there were no affordable flight tickets to goa..and also no availability of lodging facility as every place under the shed had already been booked...So we planned for a trip to Vizag.. Once again problems cropped up...one of my friends had to back out because of health problems....and likewise some or the other problem bogged down others too!!
Finally the only people who were not ready to give up were myself and another friend Jayabroto (shall be addressed as Jobu as we like to call him) from Kolkata.He was a part of the previous 2 plans as well... So we planned for a trip to the Bengal countryside...And what better than the District of Murshidabad we thought, which would not only serve the purpose of visiting a countryside, where one could have a real feel of the village folklore, but also could use his time to explore the Mughal remains...after all this was the very place where Britishers made their first footprints of thier almost 200yrs of rule on the Indian Mainland. The plan was an immediate hit with both of us and we were on!! We planned to make my maternal house in Murshidabad as our mainstay.
Since I had to start from Bhubaneshwar, I had to get my tickets for Kolkata while Jobu had just to accompany me from Kolkata onwards.... I reached Kolkata on 23rd morning around 9'o clock, midway pickin up my brother also from another place...
According to the communication that I had had with Jobu he was supposed to be there at the station by 9'o clock, so that we could proceed without wasting much of our time..however, due to some communication gap he had thought that he had to be there at the station by 10'o clock..This one communication gap added to the delay a couple of more agonising hours as there was no train till 12 noon...but there was no other option left...so we chatted till around 11.30a.m and then proceeded to the tkt counter only to be told that the train that we were supposed to take had been cancelled for the day...
There are quite a few ways to reach to reach the village where my Maternal House is present...One is catch a train from Kolkata to Burdwan and then catch a bus to the place..Second is to catch a train to Katwa and then move towards my village...And in case none of the trains are available catch a train to Bandel and then move towards Katwa and then proceed....
Anyways we were supposed to take a direct train to Katwa which had got cancelled.. so there was only the last last option left..Move to Bandel and then catch a train to Katwa.. Luckily we had a train at 11.58a.m to Bandel...We reached Bnadel within an hour..after reaching there we came to know that the next train to Katwa was at 2.30p.m...So we thought of utilising this time in fillin the empty space in our stomachs...Since Bandel is not that big a place we knew that finding a good hotel nearby was going to be a pain..Just outside the station though we found a series of small roadside hotels...So we went to have our lunch there...We oredered for a veg meal each, but couldnt even gobble up half the plate as the environment inside was really bad...with our stomachs half filled we proceeded back for the station...the train arrived right on time and we were more than happy boarding the train this time. Around 5.30 in the evening we reached Katwa...We were told before that the last bus to my village was at 5p.m and the only way to go ahead was book a taxi..With much ado we thought to check out at the bus stand itself!! Thankfully the last bus was at 6'o clock. Finally we reached home at around 8 at night.
Once we reached home we knew that the day was over for us and the only thing left to be done was a good dinner, which we were sure would be innumerable times better than what we had at lunch.



The next morning we were up by 6 as we had to move for our trip to The Mughal Lane of yester years...



The details of the trip are there in my next post.

Thursday, December 21, 2006


Barkha Dutt In our Office

It was the annual awards ceremony in our office on the 18th Dec,06.

Employees who show exceptional performance over the entire year are awarded these annual excellence awards.

This is a function which is covered live in all the DCs(Development Centres) of the company, not only in the country but also across continents where ever it has its presence.

The epicenter of these awards however lies in Bangalore,India where our company's head office is located. This function is marked by a guest of honour, who is mostly a celebrity, but most importantly a person who has made his/her impact on the society with his/her work.

This year it was Barkha Dutt, one of the most famous journalists of this country,working with NDTV, whose one shot to fame was the valiant coverage of Kargil War of 99. Though many other journalists were there to cover the war, her being a lady journalist was what had surprised many a people.

It was sharp 7'o clock by my watch when she came up to the lecturn for the guest speech. She started by explaining the meaning of Excellence, the very essence of the award ceremony. She said Excellence is manhood's quest for being the best in his field. But there is no final destination one can reach as it is a process which calls for continuous improvement and hence doest have an end. Once someone thinks he has acheived excellence, then that is the last day of his being so. She emphasised this by stating how her knees tremble before any speech that she makes even after her having done so millions of time before. She then went on to say that everyone hears so many accolades that are bestowed upon the company's performance and how all the employees take pride in being a part of this cult. But many a times people fail to look into the flip side of this success. The cons of being so successful. She cited many examples from her life from the time she had covered the Kargil War to the Godhra carnage to the latest incident of Tsunami which had affected the southern states of the nation. She said everytime she had covered these News items she had to face loads of challenges. Enemies were born, hate and threat mails filled her mail box, how she was beaten up badly by unrelenting supporters of political parties etc..Not only this, how descision making was integral during all this. During one such coverage how she had seen hundreds of mutilated bodies of children in a grave, which could have easily been telecast live on the national television but she had to decide in a split second the aftermath of such a thing being telecast live. Not only this the attrocities taht one has to bear in her profession ex: not being able to even take bath for 12 days consecutively during Kargil War coverage. While stating all this she mentioned to us that excellence is all about going that extra mile...

Finally she concluded her speech by saying that once a person achieves a certain stature in society, the society wants him to behave in a certain fashion only. That is if someone is a communist then he cant fight for industrialisation, if someone is a human rights activist then he has to fight against capital punishment. But the very path of excellence is being different from others. While one treads on this path one may loose many friends, having to go may be all alone. But once someone achieves the goal he would end up only being a role model for others. The very path that many had objected to would be followed by them. This brought her to the end of the speech.

Her speech may have ended but it left everyone stunned rather speechless. It sent a thunder down my spine at least. How amazing the 30 min had been!! The real life anecdotes had left an undying sense of inspiration behind.

I was a fan of hers always!! Her speech had made me to being a bigger fan of hers.

Thursday, December 14, 2006


I am Behind All This Crap :)
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Dil ke armaan aasuon me bah gaye
Shayad unka aakhri ho yeh sitam
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Tuesday, December 05, 2006


Dhoom 2
I went to watch this movie in the 3rd week after this movie was released. Hence it was obvious that I already had feedbacks about the movie already available with movie. The general consensus was that the movie was a no brainer. So I planned to chuck my brain out the window before I entered the theatre.
I was a little late for the movie-approx 5 min. The scene that I was welcomed with was Rhithik skating in railway tracks in the midst of some desert (I really never had an idea that there can be railway tracks in desert too before this movie). Anyways by the time I could locate my seat inside, the scene was already over and a song sequence started. Though the song was really awesome with Rhithik not looking anything less than a Greek God, I couldn’t really understand what the hell was happening there, as to how Rhithik reached a dance club from a desert.
I knew I had to prepare myself for a tougher period ahead.
The movie kept movie at a brisk pace and kept tearing my head apart. Similar situations as the afore mentioned kept cropping. And the more I tried not to apply my thoughts on the proceedings the happier I got. The happiest moment came when the movie got over though.
My take on the movie would be like this :
D2 is bigger than D1. It has more heavily paid actors in it. The sets are costlier. Movie shot mostly in Rio. But there is no script line in the movie whatsoever. The songs also not as impressive as D1. Though the action sequences are much bigger they are less in number. The movie has only a couple of chases.
Finally if one still plans to go ahead to watch this movie, I would give a green signal only on the precondition that – please assure yourself that you have no brain at all and that you enjoy great dance numbers and like great bodies.. However I would sincerely suggest that you would be better off utilizing your time in something more purposeful.

The characters could best be described in this fashion:
Abhishek :
He looked like an unkempt super cop who could decode anything from his logical reasoning prowess. I wondered why he hadn’t appeared for
CAT.
Bipasha : She looked really stunning, specially in Touch me Sonia number. But why was she there in the movie in the 1st place, I couldn’t decipher.
Rhithik : I have already mentioned above. He looked nothing less than a Greek God. Add the that his dancing skills and he really steals the show from the other 2 heroes.
Aishwarya : She has given herself a lean - mean look. She even tanned her skin. All these made her look more like an ugly duckling rather than a hot babe. Especially in a few scenes her pace was pale.
Uday Chopra : Is he really a movie material :o ??? With a voice as meek as a rat probably he was totally overshadowed. He should thank God that he was a part of this movie.

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