Trek to Mata Vaishnodevi shrine is an arduous pilgrimage and often tests the endurance of the devotees to its limit. Yet year after year millions of devotees undertake the trek with unflinching devotion for the divine mother. Most devotees divide their journey (at least psychologically) into 2 parts – Ban Ganga to Adhkwari and then Adhkwari to Bhawan. Continue reading “Pilgrimage to Mata Vaishnodevi shrine #2: Adhkwari to Bhawan”
Visakhapatnam is a unique city. It has a rare, unconventional combination of beaches and hills. I mentioned about the tourists places along the beaches in my last post which includes the one of its kind INS Kurusura submarine museum, the maritime Visakha museum and the beautiful Ramkrishna beach. Continue reading “Visakhapatnam #2 : Kailashgiri & Seemanchalam”
Mukhteshwara (Lord of Freedom) temple, often called the “Gem of Odisha culture” is a 10th century temple dedicated to Lord Shiva. Mukhteshwar temple has a typical Kalinga architecture featuring a Mukhasala, a Jagamohana and the Vimana. Continue reading “Mukhteshwara & Raja Rani temple at Bhubaneswar”
I am back with my first post of 2017. I wish you had a great start to the new year and welcomed it by enjoying to the fullest. My first destination of 2017 is a ruined 12th century temple in Puri district of Odisha – The sun temple of Konark.
Konark Temple is an eerie place to visit. For some, its nothing more than a ruined temple while for those with an artistic insight, its a thing of beauty, a subtle combination of science, art and spirituality. Built in 1255 by the Ganga dynasty rulers, the temple had stood firm at its place for about eight centuries and what remains today is only a glimpse of the magnificent workmanship of the sculptures of the bygone years. No one has appreciated its beauty; neither the Europeans who desecrated it nor the democratic governments that followed. Continue reading “Konark: The Black Pagoda in Odisha”
The moon was in the sky casting its effulgence on the billowing ocean. A roaring sea piercing the silence of the night. There is no better place to see the moon; no better time. The only other things visible were tiny glitters of the lamps of the fishermen who have sailed to the horizon with their drifters in lieu of livelihood. Nothing deters them, neither the dark ocean nor its infinite depth and stretch. Continue reading “Mystic dham of Lord Jagannath at Puri”