There are four kinds
of memories.
A sad present, where you wistfully look back at a happy
past.
A happy present, where you look back relieved of a sad past.
A sad present, where
you dejectedly look back at a sad past.
And a happy present, where you look back contentedly at a
happy past.
farm fresh strwberries at Mahabaleshwar |
My earliest memories
of visiting mahabaleshwar are foggy, as I was barely 1 year old, wrapped up in
my mothers arms as she plucked strawberries in one of the many fields in Mahabaleshwar.
Every trip since then to the picturesque hillstation on the Western Ghats has been memorable, bringing back memories of
past holidays. It’s a mere 2.5 hour
drive from our place(125 Km) and almost like a ‘hillstation in the backyard’.
Sure there is a lot to do in Mahabaleshwar, such as boating,
and horse riding,chilling at the various retreats, trekking around the
neighbouring hills, or checking out the various “points’ but our favourite is
eating.
I remember the first time I had the corn patties at Tayab’s
next to Kate’s point. A delightful juxtaposition of a crisp exterior,soft
mashed potatoes, and a centre of spicy masala corn. I was amazed that such a
tiny morsel could pack in such a mouthful of flavours. Would the novelty wear
off if I had 10 such patties, I wondered. Yet after I had eaten my way to
indigestion, my tongue craved more. Mahabaleshwar is much like Tayab’s famed
corn patties,the novelty never wears off.
Mahabaleshwar is crammed with must see ‘points’- sunset
point, sunrise point, suicide point, echo point…. Pretty much every jutting stone
with a veritable view to speak of is a point. Each of these’ points ‘ has it’s
own entourage of food stalls. But Kate’s point is my favourite. We used to call
it Kate as in Prince Williams’
(grandson to the queen of Englands) wife Kate, but the locals tend to call it ‘Kaatein’
just like ‘thorns’ in Hindi. Now Kate’s point is a tricky one to find , and we
always have to ask for directions, so once we asked ‘Bhaiya ye kaatein point
kaha hai? The old shriveled man answered ‘you mean Kate’s point as if we needed
a lesson in the English language.”
‘Kate ‘or’ Kaattein’
whats the difference as long as they serve up the best Makai ‘corn’patties.
The Garden green strawberry farm its called,remember to ask
for Tayab, and corn patties, and strawberry cream, and fresh mulberries, and
strawberries.
brimming over with goodness |
Mapro is another delightful place to visit. Every time we
travel to mahabaleshwar, we follow the road signs to Mapro , shouting out the
number of kilometers to Mapro garden .. 10 Km, 9 Km..3 ,2 ,1!
Poinnsettias at the nursery, Mapro Mahabaleshwar |
During the exam
preparatory leave, Mapro serves up hearty vegetable grilled sandwiches bursting
with cheese, during the summer vacations they offered chocolate icecream with
mapro chocolate sauce in warm waffle cones. The Diwali break had us clamouring
for strawberry and whipped cream, and the winter brought out the sizzling
brownies. A fast food joint in the midst of invigorating air of the hills, what
could possibly be more blissful. Mapro makes it’s own jams, jellies and fruit
concentrates and every year we land up buying the most atrocious combination of
drink concentrates right from ginger, and dates and saffron apart from the
obvious strawberry preserves.
my cup of cheer |
To burn up all that calories and to add another dimension to
our gorge fest we head to Tapola known as ‘mini Kashmir’. Tapola is perhaps the
best kept secret of Maharashtra tourism, because it’s a mystery how such a
pretty place, close to such a popular hill station such as Mahabaleshwar is
still practically undiscovered by the common tourist.
Panchgani, is yet another hamlet close to Mahabaleshwar, and
it is famous for its residential schools. I used stare in awe at all the rich
kids from these schools as they went out on what was perhaps their weekly day
out of school campus. All the smart uniforms and grand stone architecture of
the schools gives Panchgani a decidedly Malory towers or St claires look,
Hogwarts even. Thelocal market teaming with gaming arcades and all things to
lure the rich boarding school residents is also straight out of Ruskin Bonds’
book.
at mahabaleshwar during school holidays |
with my grand mother, during college years |
you can actually see the years roll by, the young boy is now a strapping man. |
Mahabaleshwar holds many memories. Times when we were kids
and went with our grand parents and cousins on summer holidays, to the time I
went on my first college trip with friends.Some places we visit because of their uniqueness,
and some we visit because they remind us of ourselves. All the memories from
past visits, have joined to form a warm quilted blanket and I know that I can
always head to the hills when in need for comforting.
pictures curtesy:Ekalavya Bhattacharya
Sometimes a walk down memory lane is sign posted with food...lovely read and lovely memories
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