Tawang

If there is one thing which caught my imagination in the trip to Tawang, it is the Sela-Pass. It is a narrow pass in the mountainous regions of Arunachal Pradesh, at an elevation of 13700 ft above mean sea level and it signals our entry into the Tawang valley. Legend has it that a sepoy, Jaswant, fought a lone battle against the invading Chinese during the 1962 war. His spirit is still believed to protect the place. There is an off-shoot to the tale in that there is one more tale about a tribal woman who supported him during his battle with the Chinese. This woman brought him supplies and used to tend to his wounds. And she is supposed to have killed herself when he was slain, in an act of loyalty.

Stories galore and incidents at each intersection made the journey to Tawang as interesting as ever. Stories of a flat tyre in the middle of nowhere, to stories of a frozen fuel pump (of the taxi’s fuel line) at an army base camp, to stories of narrowly missing a landslide,…stories galore. But the moment at Sela-pass is unique in that it is like a moment of deliverance. Imagine driving for a long time through narrow and shaky roads, road signs suggesting safe practices for a safe ride and the alpine landscape ceasing to be an effective distraction in the face of fear substituting boredom as one gets higher and higher. The mountains lose all sense of proportion as the heights are awe inspiring and the distances are merely hazy and misty. The eye lacks power to gulp in more than is humanly possible and heart is weary and hungry while the mind is apprehensive about the new surroundings. I am all but awry.

The distant mountains seem so near and wear straight scars of human intervention in the form of roads. Fresh snow has daubed the mountain-tops with familiar streaks and the mountains bears scrapes exposing the bowels of the mountain because of landslides. The sun is bright and shiny while the clouds are huddled close because of the hills standing ground. The granite formations appear steely and cold on the sunny side of the mountain with apparently no-sign of vegetation at this height. The colder side of the mountain, away from the sun has a softer tag of snow from the previous night with the same dripping wetness as and where it is exposed to the ever-moving snow. Like an oasis in a desert, the Sela-Pass opens into a depression in the landscape with a lake which is starting to freeze over. I am not able to make out if the ripples on the water are real or not. Most of the lake is frozen and I did not trust my eyes as my senses were numb. I was a bit shaky at the knees and my sense of balance had taken a good beating because of the G-forces during driving a good part of the day.

The lake was but beautiful and I was but happy. All I needed was a cup of hot tea and a good cigarette.

Tawang is definitely one of the best places in the Himalayas. Having the biggest Buddhist monastry of India, it’s a lovely place for the nature lovers. You’ll also find the world’s biggest Orchid’s sanctuary enroute Tawang. Most of the people (especially tourists) don’t know much about this nature’s paradise. But, it’s really a worth visiting place. And yes, if you have a plan do not miss a chance to trek around the Gorichen peaks.

Wonderful place.. worth getting lost around.