01 August, 2021

Kumaoni Recce

Kumaoni Recce
outlookindia.com
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I'VE just got back from a diagonal tour across the length of Uttarakhand. Although it's only 200 km as the crow (or helicopter) flies from Mussoorie to Munsyari, such is the tediousness of the bus journey that it takes three days. I passed through places I hadn't visited for 30 years and was on the lookout for generational change. The most obvious was the total replacement of the Kumaoni woman's hardy ghagra by the flimsy mill sari. Although a loss to cultural tradition, I imagine women must rejoice in the lighter, more hygienic and colourful option. Two items of diet that have survived intact are Almora's bal mithai and Berinag's home-grown tea, both retaining the wrappings of the '50s.

Our hill transport revolution was triggered by the Chinese threat of 1962. Prior to that you walked or hired pack animals. Then overnight, roads for strategic purposes appeared, plied by the daily Kumaon or Garhwal Motor Owners bus whose driver would deliver you to your doorstep miles off his root route if he discovered an affinity with his "upper" passenger. (You were warned sternly...

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