Sawjian- An Exciting Trip

September 25, 2010

“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book, or you take a trip, or you talk with Richard, and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death.”—– Anais Nin

Packing for a picnic and heading to the spot is great to get the friends away from the busy work and other stress and distractions. To be in 12th Std. means only and only continuous studies. Being bored by the continuous studies, we requested our Zoology teacher Sr. Bhupinder Singh or Pomi Sir as he is lovingly called to take us to a picnic to refresh our minds. Pomi Sir himself is a man of witty humor and friendly nature. Although he agreed he decided not to tell us about the picnic spot.

We came to know about the picnic at 6 O’ Clock in the evening. To our much pleasure, the picnic was on the next day. We made all possible arrangements for the picnic and at about 7:30 pm, I along with one of my friends went to the market to bring eatables and we were back at about 8 O’ Clock. Then I prepared my bag with all essential items which I needed the next day. There was no mood to study and the night wasn’t easy to pass. It seemed much longer than other nights. I couldn’t sleep. I just imagined what sort of picnic will be there the next day but I don’t really know when I went to sleep and then was awoken by alarm at 6 O’ Clock in the morning. I got ready for the picnic. At about 7 O’ Clock, I along with my friends left as Pomi Sir has told us to assemble at his home at sharp 7:30 am. We also met three of our friends on the way and reached there exactly at 7:25 am. Some were already there while some had told Pomi Sir to pick them from the way. However at about 8 O’ Clock we left sir’s home and went where the bus was parked. It was parked near District Hospital Poonch. We boarded the bus and we picked some of our friends on the way. At about 8:30 am, we left Poonch city.

On the way, we enjoyed to our fullest. We sang as we played Antakshiri but no one knows who won and who lost. The scenery outside was awesome. Weather was very pleasant. We were moving along the curved roads with “Darya-e-Mandi” flowing deep below. On the way, we crossed Kallani which itself is an excellent tourist spot. On reaching Mandi, Pomi Sir told us that our tourist destination is Sawjian. As we moved towards Sawjian, we saw houses covered with slopy tin sheets all across the mountains and the plains. As the tin shone in the sunlight, it seemed as diamonds are glittering amidst the green grass. Slopy rooftops are made on the pattern of Switzerland and Kashmir valley. The condition of the road was not good enough. The roads were unmetalled. As the road was bumpy and jumpy, it was much risky for the drivers to ply their vehicles on this route. At last after a tiresome journey, we reached our destination i.e. where the road ended.

We hardly had to walk about 10 minutes when I saw a gushing stream flowing.Oh……I just loved that sight. I still can see that breath-taking sight in front of my eyes. We crossed that stream using a span bridge.However there was also an old wooden bridge beside the span bridge but it seemed to be no longer in use. On crossing the bridge, we saw a small valley surrounded by mountains from all sides with the stream flowing on the extreme left side.

Pomi Sir had decided us to take to “Galli Maidan” but we insisted that we’ll enjoy in that small valley as water was nearby. But in order to reach there, we again had to cross that stream. The water was extra-ordinary cold .So we couldn’t cross it. However the boys crossed it but we, the girls decided to move the other side from a bridge made by putting two-three logs across the stream locally called “Siem”.I felt it as a good concept of basic Civil engineering. This indicates that how nature has endowed the local people to combat miseries of Nature itself.

Once we crossed that so called “Siem”, we spread the sheets and put our belongings there and we had our breakfast. Although I was much hungry after a 3 hour tiresome journey, mine appatite was over with the scenic beauty which that place was offering. After having our breakfast, we played with ice cold water of the stream .We all were wet and shivering with cold. Then we dried ourselves in the Sunlight and took the snaps of the scenic beauty of that place.

Indeed that place looked none less than Switzerland and the Kashmir Valley. I don’t find a single difference among them.While we were drying ourselves, I saw some nomadic children bathing and washing on the other side of the stream. While looking at them, I just wondered that how lucky they are to live at such a beautiful place. Then we again went to play with water which were crystal clear with round pebbles clearly visible. The mountains surrounding that valley stood erect with Pine (Deodar) trees adding to its beauty. There is a good scope of wooden based industries.

I observed the rock type of this area keenly. I broke one of the rocks and found some lime like material inside it. Sedimentary rocks with abundant quantity of lime are present. This created a curiosity in my mind and I inquired from one of the Senior citizens of the area who is a retired teacher and he replied “Beta! Yeh pathar chune se bare hue hai.Kafi aarsa pehle, yahan par Cement factory lagane ka survey hua tha lekin…….kagzon par hi reh gaya”. This again compelled me to think about the policy of the Government and why Govt. failed to establish a Cement based industry here which could have provided much employment to the local people and much development to this region.

This area has a vast potential of running water. What I felt was that hydroelectricity can be generated in this area by constructing minor dams on the pattern of Japan which in no case can be hazardous to the environment and it can become self sufficient .Power generated by these minor projects can be used in Cement industry, Wood based industry and provide 24 hour supply to that particular area. I find it apt to mention here that two surveys were conducted in the early sixties but were not implemented like the Cement Industry.

After having our Lunch, we started preparing to leave that place. None one was in a mood to leave but unfortunately all had to return. At about 3:30 pm, we left that place and reached Mandi at about 4:30 pm where the bus stopped and we visited Buda Amarnath where my Hindu friends paid obeisance. Then we again started for Poonch and at about 6:00 pm, we stopped at Dera Nangali Sahib and visited park beside the Gurudwara.There we swinged and refreshed the memories of our childhood. There are Stone Crushers and on asphalt melting station at the periphery of the Gurudwara which are creating pollution and there is no check of Pollution Control Board. This will be hazardous to local populace as well as standing crops and the historical Gurudwara as well.

We started from there at 7 O’ Clock in the evening and reached hardly after 10 minutes and bus dropped us at Bus Stand .I along with my friends started for home. I reached home at sharp 7:30 pm. From this trip, I learnt that by having the first hand knowledge one can remember all the memories as they get in our minds and it is a best way of “Learning by Seeing” Being fatigued with the tiresome journey, I went to deep sleep. In the sleep, I dreamt that I were the Tourism Minister of the state and was directing the concerned authority to make this place at par with Gulmarg and I was making a call to the Forest Minister in connection with the development of this area to which he replied ‘Oh! What are you proposing, Sir? This area is already is a conflict zone where men and animal confront each other. And suddenly what I saw was mob of people following a Bear and raising slogans “Rhich (Balu)…..Rhich…….Maro …..Maro. Alas! I could not implement my plan as I was awoken up by these slogans……

Courtesy:- Daily Excelsior

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