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Rameswaram, shaped in the form of conch, is like the one in Lord Maha Vishnu's hand. Kashi-Rameswaram is the ultimate in a Hindu pilgrim's progress towards salvation. It is believed that a pilgrimage that starts at Kashi or Varanasi in the north of India is complete only after worship of Lord Ramanathaswamy at Rameswaram. Thus, the next place on your travelling list should be Rameswaram.
The olde worlde colonial heritage buildings, The clean and clear Virgin beaches, The French Connection at every step, The Spiritual background, The BreathTaking calm Boulevards, The Joys of Backwater, The farrago of finger licking delicacies and The peaceful meditation. Welcome to the serene small union territory, Puducherry, sweetly known as ‘Pondy,’ and loosen the rope which is fastened by monotonous life.
A city which is a conundrum for Historians and Authors, a city which is immortalized as the capital of more than six dynasties, a city which has the Metro Rail, a city which is known for Large Hearted people, a city which gives an opportunity to walk back in an era of Kings and Emperors, a city which is filled with finger licking delicacies, a city which is a political hub of India, and the harangue goes on. Welcome to the city which is a perfect coalesces of History, Culture, Modernity, Politics and Technology, Welcome to the capital of the largest democracy of the World – Delhi.
The scar of the massacre of Jallianwala Bagh gets opened up again when you just reach to the place from where 1600 rounds of bullets were fired on 20,000 innocent people but Amritsar is more to offer than food, pilgrimage but Peace and tranquility.
On the way to Bhawan, one is likely to see and enjoy many interesting places. The complete view of the Trikuta mountains can be seen at the Darshani Darwaaza where Mata Vaishno Devi met Pandit Shridhar in the form of a girl child aaccording to the legend. Banganga, the first major station for a yatri is a small beautiful bank of a rivulet. Then one can set his eyes on the ancient temple of Charan Paduka where Devi stopped to look back and check whether Bhairon Nath was still chasing her or not.
As soon as I reached towards the Asia’s longest tunnel, Jawahar tunnel, my heart missed a beat. There is always a bed of water in that tunnel and I could really feel the sound of my vehicle passing over it. The tunnel opened up to the beautiful view of rice fields with the sunlight being reflected by the water in them. The farmers in the traditional dresses annexed the sightliness.