The Great Indian Monsoon is an experience. Through the ages it has inspired poets and writers to weave words around the falling rain, smell of wet earth and the unfolding beauty of moist, green earth. Alexander Frater in his travelogue ‘Chasing the Monsoon’ describes the beauty of the monsoon as it progresses from the south to west to east of India. It is a must read for anyone wanting to explore and romance India. Last week I was in Pune (a city at the foothills of Western Ghats of India) on work and I decided to spend the Indian Independence Day with my favorite travelling family who have recently shifted there. They love travel and photography and are out every weekend experiencing nature. They zeroed in on Mulshi Lake in the fringes of the city to give me a glimpse of monsoon greens.
We drove down the winding, and intermittently slushy road for about 80 kms leaving the hustle and bustle behind. The mild sun shine often gave way to the dark clouds and occasional drizzle. We clicked pictures of paddy cultivation and the different shades of green stretched out like bright and soft Persian Carpets on either side of the road and then stopped by at a road side corner to munch on the soft corn being roasted on coal fire. Soon there was a thunderous downpour which forced us to scamper under the make shift tent munching on our sweet corn cob.
After a while we got a glimpse of Mulshi Lake deep down, stretched out lazily like a lovelorn youth soaking in every bit of the monsoon drops to serve the people as dam water later in the year. It was a heavenly sight, the shades of green and blue and droplets of water dripping down on our faces.
Travel Tip: Mulshi is about 80 kms (1.5 hours) away from the centre point of Pune City. If you are in Pune and have a day to spare, this may be one of the many options to experience nature. Buses are few and far between so best to drive down. Once there, grab a plate of Kolhapuri Biryani or some spicy hot road side eats and allow the stillness of Mulshi Lake permeate your being.