Sunday, October 21, 2012

Impressions and expressions of Uttarakhand



No story of the trek can ever be complete without a discussion on the local people, their life styles, benefits and challenges of living in the mountains, their culture and overall progress of the local societies. The interaction with the locals really rounds out the trek experiences and truly enriches your journey. There is so much to talk about the Uttarakhand we experienced and I am so excited to talk about it; that I may run short of blog space and possibly your mind share as well. So, I will stick to the simple formula of listing those aspects down that have left a lasting impression on me; made me introspect and think hard about life itself. Every anecdote I have jotted down below has somewhere touched my heart and I am sure it will touch your as well.

Interiors and remote interiors of Uttarakhand
The very first thing that strikes you when you set on the bus journey, from say Rishikesh like we did, towards your trekking base destination is that you are driving through ghats (road through the mountains) that never seem to end, even when you drive for say 10-12 hours. It does not take much to realize that the slopes are really far bigger than you are generally used to seeing; the peaks climb very high on you even when you are driving at heights and the rivers run really deep below making for a gorgeous panorama that you could easily lose yourself into.

The roads on the two ranges of the mountains, one that you are on and the one opposite you never seem to meet each other and they probably never do, except for when you see small bridges low in the valley crossing the rivers, albeit rarely.

The second noticeable aspect is the interplay of the shades of the sky blue, the grey white clouds, the sun rays, the mountain greens, the blue rivers and the grey white rocks that surrounds you as you wind up or down the slopes of various ranges. And mind you the ranges are also never ending, one behind the other keeps rising up becoming visible to you as you gain heights.

I have lived in the Sahyadri ghats of western Maharashtra. So seeing the heights to which these ranges rise and the number of such high ranges behind each other for several hundreds of kilometers  my first exclamation was that the Himalayas are the big brother of the Sahyadri. Only when we reached the snow peaks and snow filled ranges did I realize how different and how very unique the Himalayas are.  

Habitats on the slopes
On the very first day of our trek from Ghat to Ghunni, a steep 1100 meters climb, we came across several little alleys of houses. Interestingly, the village of Ghunni is kind of spread over across the whole mountain and you get to see these alleys at various heights along the climb. Every time there is a small flat landmass, you will see a village, firstly because it is easier to build houses on flat land as opposed to a sloping mountain and secondly you can grow crop and vegetable in the fields. An interesting feature of these houses is that you typically enter the house from the top floor and then go on down to the lower floors built on the descending slope below the street.

You see thus pattern all along the trek, though Ghunni was probably the last big village (when I say big, I mean about 500 houses and a total population of about 2000) that you see till you hit the end of the trek in Auli and Joshimath. Rest of the villages are small hamlets of about 20-50 houses, typically. Most of these small villages neither have electricity nor the mobile network, so all activity stops around 6:00 pm every day. Interestingly as Nikhil mentioned, Uttarakhand has so much water flowing down the valleys at such speed; if it is all harnessed properly by the NHPC, we could light up the entire country of India. But alas, these houses remain in dark thanks to no action on the power front.

Enthusiastic and happy kids
The most striking aspect of these villages is the happy kids who greet you with a Namaste every time you cross them. They were really blissful and full of hope, curiosity and enthusiasm; which was really heartening for us to see.

On this day we were climbing our 7 km climb from the base of the mountain, a government appointed doctor was visiting the school in the highest parts of the mountain, since it was approachable via roads. He was visiting to consult with children on how to manage viral fever and check them up. Just for this purpose, these little 100 odd 5-8 year old climbed up 3-4 km of the mountain. We all wondered why the doctor could not descend the mountain half way to make it convenient for the kids. Never the less, these little angels did not seem to care and were running up the hills beating us at the climb. I shudder to think that some of them may even have the viral fever and even then they were climbing up.

Means of existence
We wondered why the parents were not involved in this consultation with the doctor that I talked about. After talking to our support team we realized that in these villages, the men of the house are away trying to earn some money in larger towns and the fields and houses were mostly manned by the women folk. We learnt that even when 4-5 folk of the family work in the field for the maximum possible of 6-8 months of the year, they will grow crop/vegetable that would last them for only about a month. Hence, the men had to find other means of earnings for the family. This is driving many a men out to towns in search of jobs.

One must not forget that the village folk did not seem very ambitious. They were really content with what they had and just wanted to ensure that they make enough to live happily the lives they have been living for ages. For example, our guide was telling us that for 2-3 months of winter, the link with the rest of the world is broken and no work is possible for that period; so everyone just tries to ensure that they have just about enough to get through those 2-3 months. Every one owned some piece of land, where they had their own house and fields. They seemed to take care of the elderly and the young ones. Interestingly, as the land gets split through the generations, the crop provisions reduce and this accelerates the search of work in towns for the young adults. They did not seem to have bank accounts or any other concept of saving money for future.

Accessibility
Most villages we passed on the trek were accessible only on foot, just like we approached them. It was apparent at multiple locations that the government was planning to put in drivable roads to connect these towns. For example, the Ghat to Ramni section of the trek is now built in for 7 kms, so we only needed to climb up 7 odd kms as opposed to 14 kms as the earlier trekkers would have done. We could clearly see that the Ramni and Pana villages were being connected with a drivable road. We also came across several JCBs making the road. All this effort should certainly help create better accessibility to the towns as well as create jobs and earnings for the local village folk by improving the tourism for Uttarakhand.

One of the side effects of this, as we saw, is that the roads bring in more external traffic affecting the pure and clean environment. So one has to be careful in ensuring the beauty and sanctity of the place is not damaged in any way. For example, the action of drivable road creation had clearly created some more landslides and the trekking trail was lost or became treacherous at places. As we also see in the places of pilgrimage, which by the way have the road access, the electricity and the mobile network; cleanliness and lack of care from the tourists becomes a big issue to manage.

Health care
All along our trails through the villages, children would walk to us; with their blissful smiles say a sweet Namaste and then ask for chocolates and medicines. I could understand the former, but the latter was what took me by surprise. When we asked, they would say that their mother has fever and they have no fever medicine. What we realized was that they literally had little access to life critical medicine; not even pain killers or fever reducers, let alone the antacids and common cold medicines. We did not see any doctors in town; and of course there were no hospitals as well. Given that there are no approach roads to these towns, I could not imagine how a sick or wounded would get the medical attention and urgent care that they would need.

 Granted that these village folks are stronger by nature and it was easily visible to use as we saw our support staff making the distance of the day in half our time running with the horses trying to man them on the treacherous slopes. Also agree that these folks don’t have any chronic lifestyle related illnesses; but how would they survive an accident or a viral attack? The next time we go on a trek, we will surely carry lots of medicine to distribute. Our guide mentioned to us that they mostly tend to have teeth/gum issues and skin problems thanks to the lack of personal care resulting from extreme cold weather.

Education
Something that stood out amongst all this though was the newly found keen interest in educating their young ones. There seem to be many government run schools from kindergarten right up to intermediate (12th standard) in some village within the 10-15 km radius from anywhere. Pretty much each village had a primary school. The typical teachers had achieved a degree of B Ed. In fact, our helper Dhiraj, who was putting up tents, bringing water and also manning the horses had a B. Ed degree, had taught in schools for about an year and was preparing for his M.A. exams.

We learnt that in the recent past, there had been a growing awareness about the need to educate the girl child and almost every girl in every village we passed was studying in school. The government actually is running these schools and also several good schemes to encourage girl education. For example, if there is a lady in the village who as passed the inter exam, she would automatically qualify for the job of primary school teacher with a government stipend of Rs. 10,000/-. I would like to recount an interesting interaction with a little girl. When I asked her in Hindi if she goes to school and which grade, she replied in English saying she is studying in 7th standard.

Culture, progress and government contributions
Uttarakhand presents itself with a great of balance of respect for tradition and aspiration for progress. On one hand we see a very religious, self-righteous, respectful for elders and trusting good natured village folk; while on the other hand we see the entire family contributing to the needs of the home with the ladies working in the fields, an aspiration to educate their children – especially the girl children and taking up teaching and social welfare jobs.

Interestingly, it was also very apparent that every one of support staff was politically and administratively engaged. Mahinderji was an active BJP follower with significant contributions to the party cause locally, while Nr, Umed is a Congress affiliate with many connections with high end leaders who can make things happen. The local Panchayats have significant powers in terms of how the villages receive welfare funds from the government and how they utilize the same. The state government on the other hand has introduced several schemes to help job creation and accessibility for the folks. All the folks that we talked to understood what is good for them and were able to purposefully express the same to us. We heard several comments from the local Uttarakhand folks that the formation of the separate state has helped Uttarakhand get of the shadows of the big brother UP and get more visibility for funds and welfare schemes at the central government level. Our trek was within the Chamoli district, which is primarily lagging in terms of progress due to its remote interior geography but the citizens are hopeful of brighter future ahead.

Here are a few more glimpses of the Uttarakhand...
The peaks are high and the valleys deep
My valley is still green, fields lush and crops springing colors


In the high sloping remote mountains we do find plains for habitation





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