BABAR’S MAGIC ON THE HIGHWAY TO NASHIK

Am heading to the Simhasta  Kumbh  ( an event held only once in 12 years) and the vineyards of Pause Wines.( creators of somras) at Nashik. ( a story 5000 years old lies hidden in the name)

( their slogan is Life can Wait)

Have traveled to the region before and written about it too. Do check out  : Pune: Capital of the Peshwas ( http://www.travelwithmukul.wordpress.com) and Forest of the Clouds.

( http://www.enchantedforests.wordpress.com) .

The attire and clothes of people are so interesting and unique. Gandhi caps are rarely seen in any other part of India.  Spotted these gentlemen watching a car being towed away.

Gandhi caps are unique to the state of maharashtra
Gandhi caps are unique to the state of Maharashtra

While I had read  a bit about the main event, the Kumbh  and done a bit of homework, what took me by surprise was the magic that unfolded enroute to Nashik .

take off point
take off point

It was one of the most enchanting  journeys I have undertaken by road in recent years. The camera kept clicking  as there was excitement every minute. I think the car driver must have sworn never to travel with me again as I requested him to stop repeatedly as i hopped out of the car to take  pictures.

the red truck was filled with surprise
the red truck was filled with surprise“pomegranates”

I  share the journey with you.

leaving the capital of the peshwas
leaving the Capital of the Peshwas

The entire route has breathtaking sites of villages. mountains  and  rivers .

the countryside
the countryside

The western ghats  reveal  the gorgeous  black volcanic rocks of the Deccan plateau and of an era when dinosaurs once ruled the land.

the road winds through the western ghats
the road winds through the western ghats

Mountains, a village , a bridge and the  river that descends from the mountains.

breathtaking sights
breathtaking sights

What took me by surprise were the pomegranate fruit orchards which line the highway. It took my breath away . I had never seen pomegranates being cultivated. The red van i had seen at the start of the trip was only the teaser.

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inside the fruit

For me it was sheer Magic unfolding . Pomegranates are not endemic to India. It is said they were introduced by the first Mughal King Baber ( 700 years ago)  from modern Kandahar in Afghanistan.

Am sure he would have nearly fallen off his horse on this magical  200 km long drive.

the fruit on the tree
the fruit on the tree
blossoms and fruits
blossoms and fruits
the farm
the farm

What a sight.. fruit orchards along a highway. Can you match it..

flower, fruits and mountains
flowers, fruits and mountains

The little red truck had unveiled the magic of Pomegranates.

As I sign off ,  keep a watch out as this is only Chapter 1 of the drive, let alone the destinations.

Cheers ( do google the book )  to Baber ( Mughal King and my friend: do read on the Jaipur Literature festival in http:// http://www.travelwithmukul.wordpress.com to know more)  and Pomegranates.

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mukul chand

51 year old entrepreneur who has traveled extensively around the world for work and pleasure , is based in New Delhi, India. A passionate traveler born with a love for flora and fauna, is an active naturalist and amateur photographer. Here he shares his unique insight into Incredible India revealing its mysterious and exotic treasures. Writing from his heart he shares his experiences as he crisscrosses this vast and amazing land.

10 thoughts on “BABAR’S MAGIC ON THE HIGHWAY TO NASHIK”

  1. Love the pomegranates – most amazing fruit – took me years to try them after first hearing of them in the tale of Persephone and her abduction by Hades.

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