tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317054352024-03-14T02:04:52.472+05:30Naveen's BlogNaveen Mudgalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13243693775482596752noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31705435.post-1980682453684530492009-01-30T23:33:00.026+05:302009-01-31T09:34:06.362+05:30ROAD TRIP<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><text style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">JOSHIMATH (NH-58 Delhi-Mana)</text></span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >L</span><span style="font-size:100%;">et me first give a brief description about the area. Joshimath is hill station located at an altitude of 6,000 ft in the Chamoli district of Garhwal Division in Uttaranchal. It lies in the mountain slopes above the rivers Alaknanda and Dhauliganga. A few kilometers around it lies the Valley of Flowers, Hemkund Sahib, Badrinath, Tapovan, Nanda Devi Biosphere reserve, and NH-58 ends just 3 km ahead of Badrinath leading to the last village known as Mana. Nanda Devi Peak, the second highest peak in India is clearly visible from Auli (a few km above Joshimath).Many other well known peaks are also visible from different nearby places.</span>
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<br /><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 444px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhpwN71kg_Y-sUhAnGzz0uKNe1Xlu7P6tUJAqy2B7nSuN3x1uu1wX867mHMQcrq-PFOHISdCtc6lwUEom5-ggFWVtL0zPPotydxoJ0oWhgBTq0DEawvAAnUX-DPnLX84YrBZOQ/s400/HPIM4462a.JPG" alt="Nanda Devi Peak" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297191039189426274" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Nanda Devi Peak</em></span></center><em></em></a><p></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMzsyMXj87OR_GWVlJTZ4Tc8H0YUQM00D4FU2iYHLTpK1tApHJGDJHc7Ou4dcO5za2avCqVuPXBcW7NXmZ2deXh6Z7HhldmzrgMjNQJi7N3nY391R90SRYq4DWoF5wPzR50gtP/s1600-h/NH58.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 484px; height: 482px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMzsyMXj87OR_GWVlJTZ4Tc8H0YUQM00D4FU2iYHLTpK1tApHJGDJHc7Ou4dcO5za2avCqVuPXBcW7NXmZ2deXh6Z7HhldmzrgMjNQJi7N3nY391R90SRYq4DWoF5wPzR50gtP/s400/NH58.gif" alt="MAP" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297149694079128274" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Delhi-Mana road map</em></span></center></a><p></p>
<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">This trip was done in the starting of March ‘08. Weather was pleasant, but at that time, Badrinath dham was closed as the temple usually opens from first week of May till 2nd week of November. On this road trip, I was accompanied by Jainender Kumar aka Jaini (my langothia yaar). It was his first ever road trip on a bike. He owns a TVS Apache, though he never drove his bike outside Delhi & NCR. He had never even gone to any hill station before. So he was very excited for this trip. I knew this won’t be easy for him to just sit on the bike for such a long drive, but he showed great guts, patience and strength. He never stopped me on the way to take rest. As he had never driven a bike on hilly roads, I never gave him a chance. He showed good pillion rider skills. I would like to mention one more thing, we both didn’t tell our parents about the trip, as they would have never allowed us to go on a bike. I used to stay in my college hostel in Sonepat during those days, it was easier for me to go anywhere without my family’s consent, but for him it was quite difficult to go out for 4-5 days without telling his parents. So he made an excuse of going to haridwar- mussorie with me and my family. And they allowed him to go easily.</span><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Now let’s start with the trip</span></p><div face="georgia" style="text-align: justify;"></div><p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Day 1</span></p>
<br /><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >W</span><span style="font-size:100%;">e started the trip on my Bajaj Pulsar 150 from his house at around 4 in the morning, got the tank full from the HP petrol pump on outer ring road. It was quite a chilly morning in Delhi. There was no traffic in Delhi, we reached Delhi-UP border in no time. Then we were on National Highway No. – 58(NH-58). It is typical Indian highway. Most of the highway is under construction. I have travelled this highway many times and have seen no development yet. Our first stop was cheetal grand which is situated mid way between Delhi and Haridwar. I always stop there whenever I go on this route. We had our breakfast there. It was a 4 day trip to enjoy, and we didn’t want to waste any of them. We decided that we’ll</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">take one day to reach Joshimath, 2 days to explore and the last day to reach back home. It was quite a long drive to be completed in one day. Joshimath is around 550 km from our home (Vikas Puri). </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">It was a half an hour long halt. Then we again started our journey. We drove nonstop till Haridwar, parked the bike near har ki paudi. Offered some prayers to Ganga maiya for our safe journey. It was around 10.30 AM when we again started the journey from there. After some kms the hills started. The road was beautiful till we reached some place in Rishikesh where the road was in a very bad condition. The work was in progress. It was a dusty track for about 20 kms or so. It was very disturbing. But after that the road was just perfect. We were around Shivpuri when the smooth road started. The joy of riding had just started. Then we halted around 50 kms before Devprayag, when I opened the eye of my camera for the first time to capture the beauty of the mountains. It was around 2 PM.</span></div>
<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI78IL-lOKDQvtNeNO3x_cnwLHVimbKrVbMnsx-uaRxitiiv1WYNLkBfrq7qnuVp1eAY4CRd95c-leO0l_H1XZqGVl4L2prP-laRoeKYgPDjoTQd-sBpVPMzJJpfUsjX23h71i/s1600-h/HPIM4437a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 303px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI78IL-lOKDQvtNeNO3x_cnwLHVimbKrVbMnsx-uaRxitiiv1WYNLkBfrq7qnuVp1eAY4CRd95c-leO0l_H1XZqGVl4L2prP-laRoeKYgPDjoTQd-sBpVPMzJJpfUsjX23h71i/s400/HPIM4437a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297150948986169618" align="left" border="2" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje2DeuAvEwa1Rwaz3iOXRC3TdGdKI8dSMY4BqS5l-SXkchuZLe-TsKe2hXomkjSEXkywvqrmki-FVrKvVNevG7ppCFwrFqunHxhPQA9Qw9R_W2K0tBd3H_N6VB88bTuX4y6HAP/s1600-h/HPIM4435a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 303px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje2DeuAvEwa1Rwaz3iOXRC3TdGdKI8dSMY4BqS5l-SXkchuZLe-TsKe2hXomkjSEXkywvqrmki-FVrKvVNevG7ppCFwrFqunHxhPQA9Qw9R_W2K0tBd3H_N6VB88bTuX4y6HAP/s400/HPIM4435a.JPG" alt="Roads" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297191037672946370" border="2" /></a>
<br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVZHKaqnhRojSubByqbD3IwyDggiErEwBLdqFZMo5q9kJGy3JH1Gd8jWNkqts1BL4JgCuGriLlnEDdXwaKkpxMyMmcj_pQ8Q8ynZV1MKvkhFWV3dXCT7JLjCZruAGEyqMUOFIq/s1600-h/HPIM4441a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 571px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVZHKaqnhRojSubByqbD3IwyDggiErEwBLdqFZMo5q9kJGy3JH1Gd8jWNkqts1BL4JgCuGriLlnEDdXwaKkpxMyMmcj_pQ8Q8ynZV1MKvkhFWV3dXCT7JLjCZruAGEyqMUOFIq/s400/HPIM4441a.JPG" alt="Jaini" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297150953401338018" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Jaini</em></span></center></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrqMoTGiY9Jr7thE4OJnLR8At8xXQYngpkpwYJyTz9U7aQKlNGhP2Q8vW9nzOeGWLlq0E2o90-tkv8ZrjGYPUhFv0Ewbuso9ARnTE6F_NH554QsxYyODfU2QgnWmBkCn6DqdaY/s1600-h/HPIM4439a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 565px; height: 425px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrqMoTGiY9Jr7thE4OJnLR8At8xXQYngpkpwYJyTz9U7aQKlNGhP2Q8vW9nzOeGWLlq0E2o90-tkv8ZrjGYPUhFv0Ewbuso9ARnTE6F_NH554QsxYyODfU2QgnWmBkCn6DqdaY/s400/HPIM4439a.JPG" alt="My Bike" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297150951915150418" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>My Bike</em></span></center></a>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrqMoTGiY9Jr7thE4OJnLR8At8xXQYngpkpwYJyTz9U7aQKlNGhP2Q8vW9nzOeGWLlq0E2o90-tkv8ZrjGYPUhFv0Ewbuso9ARnTE6F_NH554QsxYyODfU2QgnWmBkCn6DqdaY/s1600-h/HPIM4439a.JPG"><em></em></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI70APboLXVuNQITeiil6vUn31qaBjrVbZ-3uoT_WmEDd4ctCl2js7ouH2XVTziWpNx9XnEGyeEg0vuJJmRZof-1SU1MWZMkmx46iMFwtvFSEUsaHZy9unD_ugyUa6Tk7aGLyg/s1600-h/HPIM4442a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 563px; height: 424px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI70APboLXVuNQITeiil6vUn31qaBjrVbZ-3uoT_WmEDd4ctCl2js7ouH2XVTziWpNx9XnEGyeEg0vuJJmRZof-1SU1MWZMkmx46iMFwtvFSEUsaHZy9unD_ugyUa6Tk7aGLyg/s400/HPIM4442a.JPG" alt="Naveen Mudgal" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297187282012432866" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Me</em></span></center></a>
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<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After taking some snaps there, we started again and reached Devprayag to take some more snaps. Devprayag is a holy place where River Ganga starts after the sangam of river Alaknanda and Bhagirathi. </span>
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHAg-kJyldvuDyUjul_g4QPpwftlE8Sh3uWRgXmsMcVsnOlowIR0Ck4xamx1hhTUsrOXVqy4fGj0_P0S9HvYx4owewGgT2GFqBx7SRDAD_huCVu2nh9XnCg9XpWtG26Vwz-88i/s1600-h/HPIM4445a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 420px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHAg-kJyldvuDyUjul_g4QPpwftlE8Sh3uWRgXmsMcVsnOlowIR0Ck4xamx1hhTUsrOXVqy4fGj0_P0S9HvYx4owewGgT2GFqBx7SRDAD_huCVu2nh9XnCg9XpWtG26Vwz-88i/s400/HPIM4445a.JPG" alt="Devprayag" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297187738929554018" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Devprayag</em></span></center></a>
<br /><a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAJXGbLWlWySo_SecbUU0cKEyS8yEtCdRElyE7ZIV4VZady2RX8MA_726B03a8D9-JhSn6xUlC2bGI97zYh3f2cHBkVtEZypeAMRJbFN3gXeRLw1XGxD2CfHiIQl0jr8nJOx2e/s1600-h/HPIM4444a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 531px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAJXGbLWlWySo_SecbUU0cKEyS8yEtCdRElyE7ZIV4VZady2RX8MA_726B03a8D9-JhSn6xUlC2bGI97zYh3f2cHBkVtEZypeAMRJbFN3gXeRLw1XGxD2CfHiIQl0jr8nJOx2e/s400/HPIM4444a.JPG" alt="Jaini" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297187734681052146" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Some Breaks</em></span></center></a>
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<br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Then we rode nonstop to reach chamoli. We were hungry at that time, so we stopped in a hotel named Colonel’s Cottage. We had some tea and snacks there. The sun started to set as it was round 6 PM and my friend was highly tired.</span>
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVB9bSVomglGn9WXZK8bk0aY8AWlFCIYFMbCRk4qFY6Fbh9LrLpugd875IEZV-Y_nGuBm_wMMhDbDyxCCI3aXBpImmYO77PmJU4Pb0TNnT8xr4-UgncO4xmK0Qq9L0p6Aejjp-/s1600-h/HPIM4446a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 401px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVB9bSVomglGn9WXZK8bk0aY8AWlFCIYFMbCRk4qFY6Fbh9LrLpugd875IEZV-Y_nGuBm_wMMhDbDyxCCI3aXBpImmYO77PmJU4Pb0TNnT8xr4-UgncO4xmK0Qq9L0p6Aejjp-/s400/HPIM4446a.JPG" alt="Tired Jaini" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297187742739175874" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Tired Jaini</em></span></center></a>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil9FnMWT-OMlNp_mL8Hkr87D9rZcin57MvTjpMpVilru8Nh4sP3De0T7wvStUBkzLoNHcNBadS1BlOweHEt-oR9D7RehdV0EGn087e_OrtSL5tdiUGLtDYEgFpCl06IGClXRd2/s1600-h/HPIM4448a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 403px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil9FnMWT-OMlNp_mL8Hkr87D9rZcin57MvTjpMpVilru8Nh4sP3De0T7wvStUBkzLoNHcNBadS1BlOweHEt-oR9D7RehdV0EGn087e_OrtSL5tdiUGLtDYEgFpCl06IGClXRd2/s400/HPIM4448a.JPG" alt="Naveen Mudgal" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297187741821686450" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Me standing with my bike</em></span></center><em></em></a>
<br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Jaini wanted to end the first day at the same hotel and to start for Joshimath the next morning. Joshimath was another 100 or so km away from there. I know that it was his first time on a ride like this, but I didn’t want that day to be wasted as even if we started early in the morning it was quite difficult to enjoy the next full day in Joshimath. So I convinced him to reach Joshimath the same day. We started again from there at around 6.45 PM. Now the most difficult part of that day had started. There were no lights in the mountains and it was quite difficult to judge the road with the lights of the bike and even my helmet visor was also black. It is not advisable to drive on mountain roads at night. The roads were empty. Only a few cars were passing through. Then suddenly an idea struck my mind. I decided to drive my bike tailing the passing car. It made us fully dependent on the cars for the drive. Though it was risky but very helpful. I thank God for the roads conditions and our safety. Like this we somehow managed to reach Joshimath at around 10.30 PM. We easily got a hotel room there, as it was off season. But the problem we faced there was that there was no restaurant open at that time from where we could have our dinner. It was a dhaba just below our hotel, which was open but services were closed. Thanks to the hotel manager who spoke to the dhaba owner to give us something to eat. They served us by giving some dal and tava roti, onion and some achar. That’s how we had our dinner. We were very lucky. Then after a little walk around the area to relax and then we went to sleep. Yes it was a long day.</span></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: justify;"> </div><style="text-align:><span style="font-size:100%;">It took us around 18 hours to cover the distance of 550 km. Now we had plenty of time to explore Joshimath in next few days to come.</span>
<br /></style="text-align:></span><p style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Day 2</span></span>
<br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >M</span><span style="font-size:100%;">y eye opened around 8 in the morning. I went near the window of the room and was amazed to see the surroundings. There was snow covered mountains and they were amazingly beautiful. I woke Jaini up and showed him the snow on the mountains. It was the first time for him to see how beautiful the snow covered mountains looks.</span>
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<br /></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjazs3nHfjOipiXJItKS8-zrcUy7jo-sH1jhBTx1tYFQ417uiaxCxSOBuQKVqnHkOZgFA1fKKgw2oIjO26Y4f2Kdj0YOpjbFFOh5HjCXvmASZQHLH4j3M00IlEQ-KgY-XdVEJxL/s1600-h/HPIM4491a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 577px; height: 436px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjazs3nHfjOipiXJItKS8-zrcUy7jo-sH1jhBTx1tYFQ417uiaxCxSOBuQKVqnHkOZgFA1fKKgw2oIjO26Y4f2Kdj0YOpjbFFOh5HjCXvmASZQHLH4j3M00IlEQ-KgY-XdVEJxL/s400/HPIM4491a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297198387482345234" border="2" /></a></span><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" >We took a bath and moved out of the room to have breakfast at the restaurant across the road, and I must admit that the pakoras were delicious. Then we came to know the way of getting to Auli, which is the first reason we were there. One can reach Auli by 14-16 km drive or by the World’s second Highest(3016.3 Mts. Above M.S.L.) and India’s Longest (4.15 kms) Ropeway, as mentioned behind the ticket. It is controlled by GMVN( Garhwal Mandal Vikas Nigam Ltd.). The ticket costs Rs. 400 per person. It took only 25 minutes to reach Auli.<span style=""> </span>There was snow all around the place. It was an experience for my friend as he had never seen snow in his life.</span><span style="font-size:85%;">
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<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0XfxKiUKjDViQ7Z_DJr351E7r_0daO2jMcuFdFzfAedIRZd5kNpQqV6GN-YrufwtIdNzgzBKRwXejZzZNkkuWfDdnFzuFQSStYhC7HH6dDfkWcdzHuytMmDDOFaDra61Q4342/s1600-h/HPIM4463a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 557px; height: 419px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0XfxKiUKjDViQ7Z_DJr351E7r_0daO2jMcuFdFzfAedIRZd5kNpQqV6GN-YrufwtIdNzgzBKRwXejZzZNkkuWfDdnFzuFQSStYhC7HH6dDfkWcdzHuytMmDDOFaDra61Q4342/s400/HPIM4463a.JPG" alt="Ropeway" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297191043366137874" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Ropeway</em></span></center></a>
<br /></span><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" >It was an experience for my friend as he had never seen snow in his life. People were enjoying skiing, playing with snow, although the number of people were less. There was also a group present there who were there to learn skiing. It contained mostly teens. They were doing good skiing. We also tried our hand on it. It cost us Rs. 300 per person. We thought it would be easy but it turned out to be rather difficult. We were falling more than we were up, it was our first time. </span>
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTqytlttDtCHqfMT8PpdwvtaOVO17iwDaEscC_au3TkrYbrRkJv9aXjg92KsZ4o6EeaIE-On_HcuKqpH7Ox3rxDutcm7N2ou5U3s8G60QhnsN00ljuEX-pYIt5Jm6vS3e4tFBK/s1600-h/HPIM4480a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 508px; height: 382px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTqytlttDtCHqfMT8PpdwvtaOVO17iwDaEscC_au3TkrYbrRkJv9aXjg92KsZ4o6EeaIE-On_HcuKqpH7Ox3rxDutcm7N2ou5U3s8G60QhnsN00ljuEX-pYIt5Jm6vS3e4tFBK/s400/HPIM4480a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297191043067162674" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Jaini skiing</em></span></center><em></em></a> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">We were done doing skiing in an hour. Though it was tiring but was a great experience. Then we saw people sliding down on an air filled tube. It seemed to be very exciting, we also tried that. But believe me it was more fun than skiing itself. It was great fun. The weather changed rather quickly as it always does in the mountain ranges and suddenly it started snowing. Oh man that’s the real beauty. It was my second time to see a snowfall, but it was his first time. We had come so far and even god didn’t disappoint us. We were very happy as well as lucky as the local guy told us that the people here had waited for around 10-12 days to see the snowfall. It was a great moment for us. Then we headed back to Joshimath from the ropeway. It was around 4 PM. We explored the Joshimath area, got the tank full of my bike from Indian oil petrol pump which I guess is the only one there then went to the Narsimha temple which is around 1200 years old. In winters when the Badrinath temple is closed people believe that Lord Vishnu(Badrinath) reside here in Joshimath. Then we went for dinner in the main market and the restaurant provided us good food. With that our day ended.</span>
<br /></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Day 3</span></p> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >O</span><span style="font-size:100%;">n that day we went towards Mana Village early with the sunrise, where NH-58 ends. It’s around 48 kms from Joshimath. Even there, road construction work was in progress. We were stopped by ITBP(Indo-Tibetan Border Police) just 13 kms before Badrinath. They told us that the road is closed for civilians. They even told us that the road was covered with heavy snow and even the military trucks were struck on the other side. We tried to convince them that we will go no further than where the road can allow and will return very soon. But they didn’t allow us to go further even by foot. There was a temple known as Hanuman Chatti and the river Alaknanda can also be seen around there. We took some snaps there and returned back toward Joshimath as we had no choice. </span></div><span style="font-size:85%;">
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTIfBfTidUFjW2OSeOsCpd5Kuiw4trrVCTVyw21wjcXWNOoHRuDU4KOOWvrGJat1R2XCj3_0RfeKfT_l2Xqlab7M7KNn8JcbbLdmqJA8X1va-15cP_QmZb0NTIZQRLzGITNBtg/s1600-h/HPIM4521a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 571px; height: 444px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTIfBfTidUFjW2OSeOsCpd5Kuiw4trrVCTVyw21wjcXWNOoHRuDU4KOOWvrGJat1R2XCj3_0RfeKfT_l2Xqlab7M7KNn8JcbbLdmqJA8X1va-15cP_QmZb0NTIZQRLzGITNBtg/s400/HPIM4521a.JPG" alt="Jaini and Me" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297203991236674738" border="2" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Jaini & Me</em></span></center></a>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTIfBfTidUFjW2OSeOsCpd5Kuiw4trrVCTVyw21wjcXWNOoHRuDU4KOOWvrGJat1R2XCj3_0RfeKfT_l2Xqlab7M7KNn8JcbbLdmqJA8X1va-15cP_QmZb0NTIZQRLzGITNBtg/s1600-h/HPIM4521a.JPG"><em></em></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvcqKLg7cMMoLWAbOBO1umiVrxjAVE529Q3V0aGenCjNIjQfnMboMF8G591pPMfLh5aGheaXT04kR3jZ6aOk2scYbfyc2WxQjqw32qzDdAIL3X_Ji8_7dxlz_Co06TA-_FdsXb/s1600-h/HPIM4509a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 565px; height: 422px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvcqKLg7cMMoLWAbOBO1umiVrxjAVE529Q3V0aGenCjNIjQfnMboMF8G591pPMfLh5aGheaXT04kR3jZ6aOk2scYbfyc2WxQjqw32qzDdAIL3X_Ji8_7dxlz_Co06TA-_FdsXb/s400/HPIM4509a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297203992751643394" border="0" /></a>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD91UcFZ7gQWm6GEuj-U_7RRmU3MTeLn2wNHa20wdqj83uKZXa0F1ljcu1xlJO0H2F1_n0UJ_5zUPV2AYDt8ccKhI5fwA6y3rSigL40X8q0GxeKIVpwjA_ERR1wfeTjbbzZ-Eu/s1600-h/HPIM4526a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 572px; height: 410px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD91UcFZ7gQWm6GEuj-U_7RRmU3MTeLn2wNHa20wdqj83uKZXa0F1ljcu1xlJO0H2F1_n0UJ_5zUPV2AYDt8ccKhI5fwA6y3rSigL40X8q0GxeKIVpwjA_ERR1wfeTjbbzZ-Eu/s400/HPIM4526a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297203999669808898" border="0" /></a></span><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" >We missed the end of NH-58 by just around 16 Kms. Then we decided to go towards Tapovan. We halt at Govindghat for some tea and snacks before we go any further. Then we moved on.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO4E98i79ulqK9qQ82mRLna6NkqvPk1nEyx5f6Ad1CP5vAFuNJTX57xEiAvAtxMwbl69442Edi7MbswmMbiFKLo1V9BZuV1fvXC_QLw1qQwbC2MeAvp6t4wzoIzJyrmGG9ybZh/s1600-h/HPIM4535a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 582px; height: 438px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO4E98i79ulqK9qQ82mRLna6NkqvPk1nEyx5f6Ad1CP5vAFuNJTX57xEiAvAtxMwbl69442Edi7MbswmMbiFKLo1V9BZuV1fvXC_QLw1qQwbC2MeAvp6t4wzoIzJyrmGG9ybZh/s400/HPIM4535a.JPG" alt="Govindghat" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297204001090737698" border="0" /><center><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Govindghat</em></span></center></a>
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<br /></span> <p style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">That’s quite unbelievable beauty of nature. We had already packed our bags & checked out of the hotel as we had decided to spend one day at Rishikesh before we reached back home. We thought we will manage to reach Rishikesh the same night. We started the journey towards Rishikesh around 2 PM. The clouds had gathered around and started becoming darker. On the way back it suddenly started raining, which got converted into snowfall in no time and it continued till we crossed Joshimath. After wards it was rain that accompanied us till we stopped at some dhaba around 10 km before Chamoli. Thank God we had water proof clothes for rain. The rain had stopped by then and the dhaba walas had lighten up some fire. We sat around it to relax and gain some heat. We changed our wet socks and dried out our feet before we could have something to eat. It was very refreshing. After some time we came out and found that the bike rider’s nightmare had come true. Yes the rear tyre of my bike was punctured. There was a nail stuck in it that we removed so that there is no more damage to the tube. The closest town was Chamoli where we can find a puncture wala but that was 10 kms away. We had no option other than dragging the bike there. It was around 5.30 PM when we started again. Soon the sun lights disappeared and it was dark all around. We were alone but only thing that didn’t leave us was the beautiful singing sound of the river Alaknanda. We reached Chamoli town around 8 PM and the puncture shop was already closed. Riding bike is easy but when bike rides on us, it takes all our energy. It was very tiring and the situation forced us to stay there till the next morning. Before then the tyre can’t be fixed. So, we started searching for a room to stay, and got it in a tourist rest house easily. Then we went out for dinner. After that, we walk around for some time and then we returned to the room.</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Day 4</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >W</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >hen we woke up next day it was already 10 AM. We rushed to the puncture shop to fix the puncture, took breakfast on way back to the room and quickly started the journey towards Rishikesh. Nothing went wrong this time and we reached Rishikesh around 6 PM. We started looking for room there but this time it won’t be easy to get. All hotel rooms were full, as International Yoga Festival was on. Rishikesh was overcrowded with both Indian and foreign tourists. We kept on looking for room and after around an hour we got a room in a small hotel which was on the highway, few kms away from the main market. Thank god we got a room in time. We got fresh and moved out for dinner at the famous Chotiwala restaurant in Rishikesh. The food was really delicious. Then we went to explore the market, crossed the Laxman Jhula and sat beside the river Ganga. It was around 9.30 PM and very few people were present there. It was very quiet and relaxing over there. We felt like all the tiredness and pain was gone. We went back to the hotel after 30-40 minutes from there. We knew, the next day we would be back to the world where we came from, the same routine of life, college, lectures, etc., but the feeling one experienced on these kind of places would never be feel there. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Day 5</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >W</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >e started over journey back to home at around 10 AM after getting tank full of my bike and our stomach. We travelled nonstop till we reach Cheetal Grand. Had some snacks and started again. I had to go to my Hostel in Sonepat before we could reach Delhi. So we left NH-58 and went on road that leads to Bhalgarh Chowk which is on NH-1. From there my college hostel is around 10 kms. When we reach there my hostel mates welcomed me and my friend and they were happy that I came back alive and in one piece. We got fresh and relaxed for sometime in the hostel and had some talks about the trip with everyone. They all were eager to know everything about it. Then around 5 PM we left the hostel and went back home which is only 50 kms away. And at around 6 PM our trip ended and we were home. Everything went just fine. It would be the most memorable</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> trip of our life.
<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We travelled around 1300 Kms and our total expenses were around Rs. 8000.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p></div></div></div>Naveen Mudgalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13243693775482596752noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31705435.post-55508080338136744262009-01-20T22:54:00.002+05:302009-01-21T00:37:47.400+05:30GAUMUKH<div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" ><strong>Gaumukh<br /></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" >TREK TO THE MOTHER SOURCE OF RIVER GANGA</span> </div><center></center><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" ></span><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span></p><span style="font-size:180%;"><p align="justify"></p></span><p></p><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 515px; height: 326px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6515/2513/400/HPIM1182.jpg" width="425" border="2" height="307" /></strong></span></div><div align="center"><u><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:78%;" ><em>Gangotri Temple</em></span></u></div><div align="center"></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>G</strong></span>angotri, a temple town, is a holy place for most Indians. It also marks the end of pilgrimage for some and the beginning for others. Being at a height of 3140m above sea-level, you can feel here the piercing sharpness of the wind. The religious significance of the place is immense, as many mythological legends are associated with it. The most popular one has it that King Bhagirath, unable to bear the suffering of his people due to water scarcity, worshipped Lord Shiva at Gangotri. His devotion so pleased Lord Shiva that He asked him for a boon. Bhagirath prayed that Ganga be released from Lord Shiva.s hair locks for the benefit of his people. So was granted Ganga to the earth. It is named after Bhagirath as river Bhagirathi from the point of its descent at Gaumukh upto Dev Prayag. At Dev Prayag, river Alaknanda merges with Bhagirathi and thence onwards it is called Ganga. An arched gate at Gangotri, gifted by the Border Police to the town, welcomes all visitors. Everyone has to pass through it . whether the destination is Gangotri temple, the bathing ghats or the steps leading to the 18-km trek to Gaumukh .<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 513px; height: 370px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6515/2513/400/HPIM1213.jpg" width="421" border="0" height="326" /></div><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:78%;" ><em><u>Upper Part Of Gaumukh Glacier Having Face like Holy Cow</u></em></span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">From where Ganga emanates. Gangotri temple is small. It is erected on the sacred stone where as per tradition King Bhagirath worshipped Lord Shiva. The building is non-ornamental, rather ordinary in appearance. There are no statues on the exterior and its height is also about 12 feet. E.T. Atkinson wrote of it in the 19th century. It is quite plain, coloured white with red mouldings, and surmounted with the usual melon-shaped ornament commonly known as Turk. The temple is quite the same save that the colour combination is now white walls and silver top. The serious trekkers take to the steps, which connect the Gangotri ghats and the trek route. Buy a walking stick . You might need three legs on the way ahead. The river Bhagirathi is a pleasant companion allthrough right upto Gaumukh.<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 463px; height: 314px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6515/2513/400/HPIM1245.jpg" width="448" border="0" height="300" /></div><div align="center"><u><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:78%;" >Way To Heaven (Gaumukh)</span></em></u></div><div align="center"><em><u><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:78%;" ></span></u></em></div><div align="justify">Sometimes the mountain rocks to your side echo the forceful holler of rushing waves. Yes, the river makes them sing. The snow peaks enveloped forever in a clouded embrace sit happily above their unsteady glaciers. It is a treat to lift the eyes from a rivulet meeting the river bed; slowly caress first the green cover, then theblack, rough and prominent crags then allow the vision to melt in the snow at upper reaches. The trekking route is tough, full of uneven stones, even dusty at times. It is a real test for the muscles of the legs. You really get to know more about your own legs than you believed. Tree trunks have been used to bridge rivulets and one has to balance steps lest the boulders in the water have the last laugh. The trek is a story of ascents and descents. You rise again as the path decides to lift itself from the riverbed. It is good to feel the heights. You tend to pause before every new face of a snow peak, which is revealed to you. The edges of the black crags are to be admired. The eyes can feel their razor thin sharpness and also their blunt prominence. The peaks represent human aspirations, leaping towards the sky, past the fluffy clouds. They have left the river of trials and tribulations, ascended beyond the temptation laden green conifers; they cannot be held back by sentinel-like black mountain precipices, they have to glow like sunshine on the summit and aim for the sky. What is their destiny? What is the treasure they seek? Perhaps, they will see the face of beauty or have a vision of the ultimate truth. <img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6515/2513/400/HPIM1204.jpg" width="432" border="0" height="317" /></div><div align="center"><u><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:78%;" ><em>Gaumukh</em></span></u></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Shacks enroute provide plastic comfort to weary travellers. They offer simple snacks and even meals . Besides bottled water. Bite into something at Chirbasa, nine kilometer deep, from the origin of the trek at Gangotri. Have some tea with a dash of salt, it will pep you up. The hamlet of Chirbasa is a cluster of pines rushing from the heights in a straight descent to the riverbed. Shacks are perched on space created between boulders on the ridge. This ridge you cross. Do not halt too long lest the legs refuse to lift again. Bhojbasa, five kilometres ahead, has to be reached for a night halt. And of course, sunset must be enjoyed at Bhojbasa before you hit the sack. The flora along the trek route is different and interesting. Ganga Tulsi, a shrub with a heady scent, used as an accompaniment during Hindu worship, and White Jungle Rose, each flower with only four petals, almost line the route. Yellow wildflowers too have a word to say! Some concerned environmentalist groups are trying not only generating public awareness but also giving a green cover to the Himalayas where it is most needed. So we see plantations of Spruce, Silver Fir, Blue Pine and Himalayan Cedar along the way. A little ahead of Chirbasa, some educationists nurse a Bhojpatra nursery. This effort at preserving a threatened specie is laudable. The Bhojpatra Utilis has a distinct white bark and round green leaves. Its botanical name is Betula Utilis. The bark of this tree served as paper for recording ancient Hindu religions texts.</div>Naveen Mudgalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13243693775482596752noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31705435.post-32342982602412005162007-06-06T04:03:00.000+05:302007-06-06T04:08:57.384+05:30This Guy Is Amazing!!!!!!<embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s40.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid40.photobucket.com/albums/e210/kapson/1206/04/Thisguyisamazing_2.flv"></embed>Naveen Mudgalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13243693775482596752noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31705435.post-66253193987719545782007-06-06T03:25:00.000+05:302007-06-06T03:32:03.266+05:30BE CAREFULL<div align="center">Hi , Friend<br />Please check the experiment that has been done by mixing Coka-Cola (or Coka-Cola Light) with MENTOS .So be careful with your self eating MENTOS (POLO's) and drinking COCA-COLA or PEPSI together.</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>CHECK THIS OUT...</strong></span></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQNzDFbCpPFx-YKbZfpymM2fWNbhHOAUB6mlmYpu9NTMSrWZzqmYceqPiwzRT24D9xwiJepiDtIHaUKs-8h1HhQyz2bZSvD2Nt3PlKippKWYwTnkghN8rUjhOar9eP1KGl6O6n/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072703381855092242" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBrniO5b4smrBgjoah-C5uJRrKG2nkAU5ByWcESj6EoLMrGMLHEuBlcgUtPcnR_t4qREHEDF6vKV8rb00H5Fx6NVx4A-vklmEB7A3aKvCB7eKEXmH3lDiyqEEQs6dj1nylcBe1/s400/fun-mazza025.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Naveen Mudgalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13243693775482596752noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31705435.post-91471280072655983542007-06-06T02:43:00.000+05:302007-06-06T02:55:49.274+05:30Worlds Greatest Suicide1.)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbftxyxx6rP5WFZ1OA38MbVHdDj9n_U7Y8G13vLMjHQhWt-hjq-ztrHWwaYpgWRqQ8MLSmHfcBW6kUMuKv01Rf0W8-K2U7zg-DK-QiCX7abtIjlZ6QYpxEocxTeYzDX70T1mWk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072693829847825650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbftxyxx6rP5WFZ1OA38MbVHdDj9n_U7Y8G13vLMjHQhWt-hjq-ztrHWwaYpgWRqQ8MLSmHfcBW6kUMuKv01Rf0W8-K2U7zg-DK-QiCX7abtIjlZ6QYpxEocxTeYzDX70T1mWk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a> 2.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLipUy2M18y1H8eSMmcMMVT_VQ4I6Cs-bF9yUuMjrkMpPsdMzKMmwOmWsLbyrtGWJ4BDwIiQjBR_6Uq4jMJsZ8J3n5RS6qAJfbs3W_mQu1wZZd34voC5W5_SyfwxogM0iWGz8o/s1600-h/5.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072693838437760258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLipUy2M18y1H8eSMmcMMVT_VQ4I6Cs-bF9yUuMjrkMpPsdMzKMmwOmWsLbyrtGWJ4BDwIiQjBR_6Uq4jMJsZ8J3n5RS6qAJfbs3W_mQu1wZZd34voC5W5_SyfwxogM0iWGz8o/s400/5.bmp" border="0" /></a> 3.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4DJSBrEw__d1gVku4ATxWjvmw7Ogn9m1kqvWol1DeHO0SGlNidG2N9ZZDhAjpZdE8avkj9jNQNMzd5L8FgsJoF2lA6aVvl_0uT05B_0lC-F3DrJiMxorQt2Zu6QKaYncezc70/s1600-h/4.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072693838437760274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4DJSBrEw__d1gVku4ATxWjvmw7Ogn9m1kqvWol1DeHO0SGlNidG2N9ZZDhAjpZdE8avkj9jNQNMzd5L8FgsJoF2lA6aVvl_0uT05B_0lC-F3DrJiMxorQt2Zu6QKaYncezc70/s400/4.bmp" border="0" /></a> 4.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiZUxUPFE865qk0NPSwgJW3oCFJNVQB4IfWxKwS5_SYCqQ8Dt72e5xLDkIVzbwodO-AB-arpkOhBhbMLiWkpxsoKnjxj2RBm5Ib_2c1UlZ2AnpV5lJFB-OVQ-G54_maWdp8Lqa/s1600-h/3.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072693842732727586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiZUxUPFE865qk0NPSwgJW3oCFJNVQB4IfWxKwS5_SYCqQ8Dt72e5xLDkIVzbwodO-AB-arpkOhBhbMLiWkpxsoKnjxj2RBm5Ib_2c1UlZ2AnpV5lJFB-OVQ-G54_maWdp8Lqa/s400/3.bmp" border="0" /></a> 5.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNQmVbzZooe-Q6lDSvVqSpKkv9QtDRgDAeHDLA1Bwfyf-fYe1ZpchIMUDMgRB-n1syJqq_tyqcItAS5K5qD5cB8D89WelYfkUNaTuKlI3TI-ouFLoMjqsparED14P-Us5Z45x_/s1600-h/2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072693842732727602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNQmVbzZooe-Q6lDSvVqSpKkv9QtDRgDAeHDLA1Bwfyf-fYe1ZpchIMUDMgRB-n1syJqq_tyqcItAS5K5qD5cB8D89WelYfkUNaTuKlI3TI-ouFLoMjqsparED14P-Us5Z45x_/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Naveen Mudgalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13243693775482596752noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31705435.post-1153932731479634982006-07-26T22:15:00.000+05:302006-08-16T14:40:20.296+05:30Shayiri<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;">~~YAAD~~<img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6515/2513/400/1baby.gif" border="0" /></span></strong></div><div align="center"><br />Teri yaadon ke bina koi lamha guzaara nahin</div><div align="center">ik pal nahin jab tumhe humne pukaara nahin,</div><div align="center">meri naakaamiyon ka itna bhi gam na kijiye</div><div align="center">agar aap jeete hain to main haara nahin,</div><div align="center">ye naqsh-e-dard kaise utar jaaye chehre se</div><div align="center">maine abhi aapka gam dil se utaara nahin,</div><div align="center">tere bin youn kat rahi dariya-e-zindagi mein</div><div align="center">kashti bhi hai maajhi bhi hai,kinaara nahin,</div><div align="center">kar rakhaa hai jisne saare ghar mein ujaala</div><div align="center">aansu hai mera ye koi toota hua taara nahin,</div><div align="center">kisko gale lagaa ke rooyen na-muraad hum</div><div align="center">is bhari duniya mein apna koi sahaara nahin,</div><div align="center">mareez-e-ishq hai tamannai khudkushi ka ab</div><div align="center">gehre hain dil ke zakhm,aur koi chaara nahin,</div><div align="center">wo aa ke poonchh den aansu hamari aankhon se</div><div align="center">itna bhi hamare haq mein naseeb hamara nahin,</div><div align="center">itna hai bad-naseeb Mera ye jahan</div><div align="center">loota hai zindagi ne jise maut ne maara nahin.</div>Naveen Mudgalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13243693775482596752noreply@blogger.com2