Before I get late I MUST JUMP IN ! I have been so busy for last two weeks, too many social appearances have drained me out. Finding time to blog became almost like a challenge. I barely wrote few posts just to be there but I am happy about the fact that I could manage to do my weekly features. This post is in response to Serendipity Photo Prompt: Vacation
Tarun is out of station and I am missing him badly. He had left 10 days ago on official tour but it seems as if he has not been around for so many months. I always feel so whenever he is away. My days are boring without him. No fun, no spice, no arguments and moreover no traveling. Since we were on vacation last month and I shared few pics of Mumbai and other places recently. Let me share a very unusual and unique experience I had during one of the vacation.
We were on a trip to Assam. One fine day we decided to visit the largest river island of India, MAJULI. It is a cultural capital and cradle of Assamese civilization for past 500 years. We reached Guhawati, the capital of Assam, drove down to a town called Jorhat and from there took a ferry ride in Brahmaputra, the lifeline of north east India.
The journey was about two hours, it was soul soothing and exciting, though we were flowing in the river but it was mighty and giving the feel of an ocean. From the distance the island looked beautiful with golden harvest. It is known as wetland of Mising tribes. The island was formed due to course changes by Brahmaputra and its tributaries, mainly the Lohit.
The moment we entered in the most beautiful surroundings of Majuli we were in admiration. The oneness with the nature could be felt everywhere.
Majuli is an abode of the Assamese neo-vaisnavite culture. The tribes are friendly. Main occupation is agriculture with paddy being the chief crop. Handloom is second industry for distaffs. Pottery, weaving, fishing, dairying and boat making are some other options to earn bread. Butter ? not sure.
The island has a rich and diverse agricultural tradition with as many as hundred different varieties of rice grown. They grow a kind of sticky brown rice which is used to make rice pan cakes called ‘Pitha’. They are expert in rice fermentation, the rice beer made by tribals is refreshing and light to consume, good for digestion.
We had glasses full of home made rice beer. It tasted so good but the only sad part was we couldn’t carry it with us since it would have got bad due to bumpy ride.
I loved the tribal touch ! Though this place is also famous for the vaishnava satras ( centre of education and cultural significance) but that was one part of sight seeing. I enjoyed spreading grains under the sun, removing dry peel from garlic bulbs or to just roam around the place to soak in the fun. It was a perfect date with Majuli people !!!
In my next post about Majuli I will share some pics of satras, a religious creed and set up to keep utensils, weapons and other items of local handicrafts.