Showing posts with label Pune. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pune. Show all posts

IS SUGARCANE GREENER ON BOTH SIDES?????

This is the question that I asked my self while driving through the sugarcane belt of Kolhapur . One thing for sure that my writing skills will be definitely under scrutiny while writing this article. Reason being that I wont be able to express through photographs, as my digicam vanished from the car at Goa on New Year’s Eve. And whether I can make readers smell the evening smoke of Cow dung cakes,feel the warmth of reflected sunlight from the black soil of Deccan Plateau ,drown in the glory of setting purple Sun behind the Sahyadris or smell the pungent sweetish aroma flying out of the green Sugarcane fields is what I am not sure off.

I could not resist putting all these on paper,so bought one pen and note book at Daund Station and started writing on 2129 Azad Hind Express.

Driving towards Goa we halted at Belgaum and had a good night sleep.Next morning our driver,fellow batch mate at I.M.D.R,Pune, Siddhu aka Chacha drove through one of the Ghats on NH4A and could not resist using slangs seeing the condition of the road which is too bad for around 50 km. Finally, reached Goa for the new year which everyone is going to remember for different reasons… ;-)

Because of the bad condition of road that we had faced while coming to Goa,we took a different road while returning back to Pune.That was directly to Kolhapur and then to Pune.And now I feel that was a well made decision or else I would not have got this article to write.We had a good night sleep at Sawantbadi having paid rupees 125 for a nice cozy bed in the basement of an Inn. Next morning we started for Goa through a well metaled road which criss crosses through one of the richest agricultural belt of Maharashtra.It’s not a surprise that Kolhapur has a Mercedes Showroom-thanks to cash churned out of sugar mills.Driving through Phonda Ghat was a pleasure with greenery all around and full of hairpin turns. We stopped at the highest point on the Ghat to admire the beauty from the top and gazing blank at the serpentine roads.This ascent in altitude is actually climb on the Western Ghats towards the Deccan Plateau. There were “Angire” trees all around on the Ghat .I could not stop my hand from plucking a bunch. I was surprised that the Ghat ended around 200 meters from this highest point .But this was because we had climbed up to the Deccan Plateau. Driving all along the Radhanagari lake ,I was just wondering about my lost camera.The road also passes through Radhanagari Sanctuary.

Another thing of Maharashtra that always attracts me is the state run Road Transport Corporation.No doubt that it is one of the rare state run transport corporations that is running on profit.But this is the result of lot of planning and application.Every village or small “kasba” has a good bus station where you see Marathis sitting with their “Bhakris” and “Red Chatni”,waiting for the buses to come.

There is no specific plan that I follow before any of my trips which perhaps get reflected in my writing….

Finally, coming to the point on Sugarcane farming- There is a saying that “Grass is greener on one side” but for me this does not hold true for Sugarcane.As we neared Kolhapur ,we all were amazed by the prosperity of farmers of Kolhapur and Satara region. Vegetables that you see in the Gultekdi Market yard in Pune comes from Satara and this is the reason once Bhupi( we fondly used to call our Director, Ashutosh P. Bhupatkar at IMDR,Pune)did send us on an assignment to understand the subject of “Systems Thinking”. Now question is “What is the relationship between Systems Thinking and Gultekdi ?”. Vegetables coming from Satara region and distributed at Gultekdi is a perfect example of one Cooeprative macro system working towards the prosperity of farmers. We in Orissa have a familiar kind of setup for Egg distribution through OPOLFED and milk distribution through OMFED,but can we look at the vegetable distribution through a similar kind of setup?

Everywhere you look around on the road to Kolhapur ,you see Sugarcane plantations.You can literally smell the aroma of Sugar as the Sugarcane laden tractors passed by.Signs of prosperity and happiness every where.As I look back at my village in Orissa,I just wonder that how every one is completely dependent on single yield of Paddy ?For rest of the year, fields remain as they are- waiting to be farmed. But who cares? That much money is enough....Another striking feature in these farmlands of Kolhapur region is that there may not be sufficient water but pumps work over time to quench the thirst of the fields.

A feeling of completeness and colourful canvas one gets after seeing all these. Adding up to all these are farmers smoking beedi,sitting along with Oxes having colourful red..blue…yellow..horns.All these yield collected are then carried to local Mandis which are run by Co-operative societies.One such Mandi ,I came across and saw hundreds of bullock carts fully loaded with sugarcane.

To end the travel on a high note was the famous Kolhapuri Mutton Curry and and Bhakri on a roadside dhaba on Kohapur Pune highway.Red Chilly gravy ready to scintillate your test buds.In all one of the journeys worth remembering for good and not so good reasons………

IMDR,Pune,I.M.D.R,Pune,Institute of Management Development & Research,Pune,I M D R Pune,I M D R



Summer of 2006

I think that towards the end of my stay at Pune, visit to various places became much more frequent. Being a Puneikar for two and half years and not having gone to Shirdi for darshan of Sai Baba temple would have brought disgrace to my reputation as “ Road Warrier”. So, in the month of March’06 me and our paltan went to Shirdi. In a clean,white Tata Sumo 8 IMDRites and my Deepika mate “ Dhritiman aka Mota” who is width is as good as width of 2 persons set off for Shirdidham. We had heard a lot about “ Kakda Aart” of Sai Baba that takes place at 5 am early in the morninig. So,we all gathered at our rachna Apartment flat and left for Shirdi around 10 pm in the night so that we would be able to reach for Kakda Aarti in time. We all had dinner at a roadside dhaba just on the outskirts of Pune and went off on the cool Pune-Ahmednagar Highway…just remember the lyrics of Hotel California -“ On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair……Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air”. But suddenly woke up by the music that was playing inside the Sumo-“ Shukriya Shukriya…dard jo tumne diya”by Agam Nigam…..two extremes…isn’t it?

As we approached Nagar( thats what hardcore Puneikars have truncated name of Ahmednagar),we could see a line of twinkling red lights in the sky….all of them were actually part of “ Wind Power” revolution- Wind Mills.

Around 4'0 clock ,we reached Shirdi...parked our vehicle.....and then went to nearby Lodge for freshening up....damn cheap...for 10 rupees per head u can take bath and get a room for 3 hours.
We were fortunate enough to see the Aaarti. I also collected some Neem leaves from the tree under which Sai Baba used to sit and meditate..
Kakda aarti ritual being performed

Then had a good breakfast at a nearby hotel ...pooris...paranthas....poha.....sabudana kichidi and what not....had a nice tea and we did leave for nearby Shani Singnapur famous for Shani Temple..On the road came across lots of sugarcane carts and the wooden carts for extracting the sugarcane juice...you will come across a lot of them on that road....all colourful ones...



Sugarcane carts extracting sugarcane juice....note that wooden handle are still used to extract juice ( Photo from http://thecookscottage.typepad.com)

At the temple,we had to change in to their clothes and enter the temple....heard lot of anecdotes regarding the temple and the place itself...since there are no doors in any of the houses over there....one anecdote is that anyone who steals is bound to die the same night because of " Shani Dev's Prakop"...I also went through all the rituals as I am a firm believer of "Shani Dev"...and also of Shani Mama at IMDR Library( Neha do you remember him or not ?)

This rock is what people say is " Shani Bhagwanji" and has fallen from sky


Finally, drove back towards Pune...but this time not a cool highway.So hot was the temperature of March Sun that Neha became sick and was on Lohits shoulders ,crying. We had our lunch at a roadside dhaba...had some good roti and dalfry ( perhaps my first experience where in I didn't find non veg food at a highway dhaba ) repaired one pumpture tyre of Sumo and rode back quickly towards Pune....... Finally reached Pune at 3 pm with Saibaba's ashirwad and lots of pedas...Sai Baba ki Jay