On a Bicycle to KANHARI.

What Kanhari am I talking about? A hill in my town Hazaribagh(India) in whose vicinity I grew up. These pictures take the lead in talking to you, while I muse lightly,sitting on the edge. 

I have no plan to tell you how inclined you will be towards Nature if you grow up in its Green, I know most of you can relate and understand, and if not, come with me on its fringes where it’s only the occasional chirping intruding your silence and not these loud-horns I hear now, when away from my town.

Kanhari, if you know what it’s like growing up around a hill, was quiet. She prefers silence, it’s in her aura and has this habit of inducing her quiet in you, akin that ‘Royal’ queen who won’t tell you to feel her presence, but you will.
She’s like a protective mother and the green spread in acres around will tell you about her Silent-Roars when they are touched.

Though Google will successfully make you her part with hundreds of her pictures clicked by her lovers, hoping each time that they go against the clichΓ©d angles. There you find night views of the town from her top or about the (Limca Book-) record (India) of finding the biggest Ant-Hill here. 

I do my part of leading you to her through the road one takes to reach her, with my uncertain haults to let you meet this road as well.

In these pictures you see the area around her; Farmhouse,Pond and the forest which has been largely cleared for human settlement.

I still have a lot to say.

I have to tell you about those early morning walks around her in the misty weather, those rare Calm-night walks, about her challenging terrain for a bicycle rider(She hates your Motor) and about those people who sit with her alone. There are evenings when I stare at her from my roof, stare silently. She and the thousand other Kanhari(s) are very important and symbolic for most of us and how we let them die, ignoring the bond we built with them over years.
Seeing them being killed despite those hundred times we silently confessed how much we love them.


24 Comments Add yours

  1. THANK YOU for a very pleasurable bicycle tour!


    1. Haha! Thank you so much for going through.

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      1. Enjoyed the virtual ride! πŸ˜€

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  3. Carolyn Page says:

    A wonderful soul quenching walk with you, Mrinalini. Yes, hopefully there will remain places such as these where we can reflect within the silence… Beautiful.

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  4. Thanks for the “like”. I was able to enjoy your photos which for a few moments, took me away…

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    1. Thank you so much πŸ™‚


  5. Very beautiful captures, it was really nice to read about your journey.

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  6. J | Beauty's Expert Amateur says:

    Gorgeous photos! I’d love to take a walk through Kanhari sometime. Also you’ve probably heard this already but I really like the “Leave your road to walk on my grass”. Can’t wait to read more x

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    1. I’m glad you went through. πŸ™‚

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  7. Rio Abby says:

    wow the place is really nice😊
    This though:” I leave your road to walk on my grass ” – i really like this
    more power
    thanks for the follow

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  8. Savvy Raj says:

    Lovely read Mrinalini

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    1. Thank You! πŸ™‚


  9. Aanchal says:

    This place looks lovely.


  10. Awesome pictures and what a lovely place. Have a great time.

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    1. Thank You πŸ™‚


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