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Step Wells: The reservoirs of life’s elixir – Part I

Adalaj – My first tryst with step wells!

Frankly speaking, I had not even the faintest idea about step wells. A few days after I arrived in Gandhinagar, my friend Kaushik suggested, “Go, check this Vav (step well) at Adalaj; it’s beautiful!” I didn’t pay much thought to it; I thought it to be something like the huge wells (10-15 meter diameter) I saw in Deoghar district in Bihar (I guess it is Jharkhand now) which had a single door halfway down on their walls that connected to the ground level above with a straight flight of stairs – a clever way to save your rope length when the water went really low in summer.

My initial idea of step wells!
My initial idea of step wells!

BTW, I haven’t watched the Bollywood movie ‘Paheli’, neither the Hollywood flick ‘The Dark Knight Rises’ both of which feature the famous Chand Baori (step well) of Abhaneri, Rajasthan. It’s a different matter though that most of these Baoris of Rajasthan are more of stepped ponds than step wells or a hybrid of both as I later learnt from Morna Livinston’s book (More about the book later). The Baolis of Delhi (to learn about these visit my friend Somdeb Basu’s blog here) however are somewhat similar to the Vavs (pronounced between Vow and Wow) of Gujarat.

Quick facts!
Quick facts!

Ok, getting back to Adalaj Step Well, I went there on a late December evening, when my friends Dr. Tanmay and Dr. Sanchita Mahapatra arrived from Kolkata (for an upcoming Kutch trip) and I wanted to take them somewhere on the first free day they had. I kind of went across the temple compound, walked up the stairs and ‘Whoa! What have I been missing all this time!” I thought aloud.

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Well, well, well, from then on I started delving into the wells, literally and figuratively. I have been to Adalaj half a dozen times more after that; with my wife, with friends on visit, and even with the trainees of the ILP (Initial Learning Program) batches of my office.

A bunch of school kids on a visit to Adalaj step well
A bunch of school kids on a visit to Adalaj step well

Other than the breathtaking sculptures at the first level, what greets you here is also the coolness of its recesses. This step well has five floors going down till the water level of the well shaft during the driest times. Oriented North-South, the entrance is at the South through three staircases from the East, South, and West. The southern stairs have been locked up and the western one leads to a manicured garden, so you will be entering through the eastern steps. At the first floor (of descent) you will be fascinated by the beautiful polygonal landing hall with intricately carved pillars.

A movie shoot in progress at the polygonal first floor landing hall
A movie shoot in progress at the polygonal first floor landing hall

Don’t miss the walls though, for the relief work of elephants, women at work and daily life, and lion hunts could give you an impression of the age when this well was built.

Scenes from the past
Scenes from the past

On the four corners are little rooms with big windows opening towards the hall.

Little room, large window!
Little room, large window!

Look at the beams that run between these rooms and the pillars – the carvings will make you dizzy, “Hindu? Islamic? Persian? Jain? – what style is this?”

Now, if you want to untangle the puzzle, try to find the Sanskrit inscription nearby (I couldn’t). There is an English notice outside the well that talks about this inscription.

The notice that talks about the inscription
The notice that talks about the inscription

The history (with a pinch of legend added) says that the construction of this structure was started by a Vaghela Rajput ruler, Rana Veer Singh, who died during a battle with the Muslim (Persian) ruler Mahmud Begada. Begada, however, didn’t stop or hinder the construction but rather hastened it by bringing in more workers. This might have two reasons – 1. Throughout the history we find many Hindu structures being destroyed by Muslim rulers/invaders and many Jain/Buddhist structures being destroyed by Hindu rulers too, but none of them ever tampered with any step wells. Since these were rainwater harvesting structures built mainly for the subjects, no one dared to be the reason of their dissatisfaction. 2. It is said that Begada was attracted towards Rana Veer Singh’s widow, Queen Rudabai and wanted to marry her. Rudabai, agreed to marry Begada on a condition that he had to complete the construction of the step well first. But on completion of the structure in 1498, clever Rudabai called the priests to invoke the Goddess in the step well and make the water pious. Once this was done, she jumped into it and committed suicide. That kind of sums the presence of various architectural styles, sculptural styles and their mishmash in this well.

A mishmash of architectural styles
A mishmash of architectural styles

Coming back to the scene of action, from the hall you must turn right and get down the flight of stairs to arrive at the second floor and so on till the fifth. All along, the pillars and beams will fascinate you with their carvings.

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On the walls on the east and west that lead till the well shaft, you will find large niches cut to form shrines – some of them bearing the carving of the Kalp-vriksha (Tree of Life) or the Amrit Kalash (Pot of Ambrosia).

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The pillars and beams are joined by ornate structures carved of stone, ones that look like the tied up curtains or that look like the body of a scaled dragon or serpent.

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At the fifth level, you will come near a squarish water body, now covered with a wire mesh to prevent people from jumping in. Below the translucent green waters, you can see coins shining – offerings from the devotees. On my first visit, I guessed this water body to be the well shaft, but later discovered it was the holy pond or Kund.

The Kund
The Kund
The Kund, post monsoon. Note the wire mesh is now invisible (submerged)
The Kund, post monsoon. Note the wire mesh is now invisible (submerged)

The well shaft lies behind it, cordoned off from public view. Once I visited Adalaj in the early morning, when the gates were not opened (they open the gates at 8 am). When we expressed our desire to visit, the priest in the adjacent temple suggested us to jump the gates. We did so, and discovered the step well once again. There were no visitors other than us, no guards too. So, we walked along the narrow ledges of the first floor pavilion, jumping over the bed of spikes put up on them to check people from this daredevil act. And only then, we could go till the well shaft. Looking down from the balcony with a sitting ledge, the back rest of which formed a part of the wall of the shaft, we saw the waters below and the carving of the twin fishes on the well’s distant wall. These fish relief, later I found in a few other step wells too, symbolizes the fertility of the water in the well.

Fish motifs in well shaft
Fish motifs in well shaft

Once done with your walk till the kund, you can climb up the stairs and go back to the hall on the first floor. From here, turn right and take the stairs on the west (opposite to the one you have used while entering).

The landing hall's western stairs lead towards the garden
The landing hall’s western stairs lead towards the garden

While getting out, look at the floral reliefs on the beam below which you passed and once out in the garden, look closely at the big Kalp-vriksha motifs carved on the half pillars (gate post type) at the exit.

Half-pillar with Kalp Vriksh
Half-pillar with Kalp-vriksha

Now take the short flight of stairs to the roof of the step well. While walking along the edge of the elongated keyhole shaped plan of the step well (the round part being the well and the rectangular elongated parts the pavilions) you will find two spiral stair cases, locked now with wire mesh lids, that people could use to reach the well without going through the pavilions. Also take a look at the mesh covered well shaft though you wouldn’t be able to make out much in the dark abyss (except if it’s midday).

I put my camera and hand inside through a gap in the mesh and shot this blindly
The well shaft: I put my camera and hand inside through a gap in the mesh and shot this blindly

While coming back, stop at the mounds on the roof. There were seven of these once, now five remain. The guard told me, these were the graves of the seven engineers/architects who had built this well. Apparently after the completion of the well, Begada had asked them if they could build another structure like this, to which they had confidently answered yes. The king, however, wanted his work to remain unique and unreplicated and thus put these poor fellows to the swords.

The graves of the engineers, they say
The graves of the engineers, they say

Personally, I don’t think this story as true, because one of the step wells at Asarva (Dada Harir ni Vav), also built during Begada’s reign, has a lot of similarities with the one at Adalaj and seems to be created by same set of architects. About Dada Harir ni Vav, I’ll tell you in my next post on stepwells.

Ahmedabad – a Night out

October 22: Another good friend from Facebook, whom I have never met, called me up one day. “Hey, this is Rishit! Why don’t we meet up soon?” Rishit lived in Ahmedabad and I was about to go there to check the bicycle I found on an online buy & sell platform. Tomorrow is Diwali and we have a holiday, so I called Sanjay, our friendly neighbourhood auto-rickshaw guy and started towards Ahmedabad at about 5 pm.

My first stop was to be at Ghodasar (the d is pronounced between d and r as in ghoda = horse) to the house of Mr. Shelat, the bicycle’s owner. We drove along the Airport Road till the T junction from where left fork goes to the airport. We took the right fork and entered Ahmedabad. The change was evident – lots of people, lots of cars, honks, screeches, motorbikes et al, in summary a polar opposite to Gandhinagar. The last time I was in Ahmedabad was about 10 years back on an assignment to coordinate a video shoot and didn’t get to feel much of the city back then. On this ride, I could feel the city’s breath, its pulsating, throbbing life.

After a few stops to ask for directions, we found our destination at Ghodasar and checked the bicycle. I liked it immediately and we struck the deal. Now, it was time to head to Rishit’s place. The way was long and we passed through a number of wide roads and narrow alleys. I noted the Dilli Darwaza as we passed it.  Finally we were at the cross where Rishit was waiting.

Directing Sanjay to come back for me near Acropolis Mall at 1 am, we walked towards Rishit’s house. It was an old bungalow with a peaceful garden, a high wall and a large gate. There were big trees around. The bungalow and its surroundings reminded me of Koramangala area of Bangalore. Here Rishit’s wife Poonam and their little daughter Keosha welcomed me. Once inside, I met Rishit’s parents and we started having a nice chat, mostly about wildlife, snake rescues and field equipment.

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 Rishit: pic from Facebook (I was not carrying a camera)

Here, I would take a bit to introduce Rishit. He is a fantastic architect and interior designer well known for his unconventional and striking works not only in India, but also in a few more places around the globe. He is a visiting lecturer at the NIFT (National Institute of Fashion Technology). But he is also a wildlifer from the core of his heart. Visiting sanctuaries, working for conservation awareness programs and snake rescues are a part of his life. Wait! The most important part is not yet over – he has combined both his passions and become a fabulous reptile enclosure designer. Designing reptile enclosures in a tropical country is a tough job and you have to be careful about the reptiles’ need of perfect environment and privacy as well as the display needs. Rishit has perfected this art. He has designed a few enclosures for various reptile parks and zoos and has been acclaimed for that. Even, the great Romulus Whitaker has certified him. Now, you understand the importance of this invite tonight. And boy, our conversation was one of finest times I would remember, with Bhabhi (Rishit’s wife), little Keosha, uncle and aunty joining in.

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One of Rishit’s recent works: pic by Faiyaz Hawawala

So the plans were set – Rishit would take his wife and daughter to a nearby temple for a ritual pre-diwali worship. And I’ll accompany them there. After that we will have dinner and the four of us would go for a night drive towards one of the wilderness areas (Thol may be).

As we boarded the car for the temple, Keosha was bubbling with the thought of the night drive. She kept telling me about the hedgehogs, hares, and snakes she has seen, stopping now and then to confirm her narratives from her parents. At the temple the queue was huge, so Bhabhi and Keosha decided to join the queue while Rishit and I came back to their home. Here, I had my first Gujarati dinner. With things like big and small breads of various kinds (rotlo, mathiya and chapatti are the ones I can recall), fantastic sabjees (vegetable curries), salads and desserts, it was one of the finest meals I ever had. At the table and after that, we carried on with our conversations while waiting for Bhabhi and Keosha to arrive. Once they were here and finished their dinner, we got into Rishit’s Ecosport and zipped out of the city towards the wild roads.

We drove past open spaces, where new apartment blocks were being built here and there. We drove past horse farms, rich men’s weekend houses and poor people’s shacks till we were on the road with darkness and woods around. The first sighting was a pair of spotted owlets that Keosha discovered with her torch. After spending a few minutes with these round headed beauties we advanced towards a place called Shilaj. The night was quiet and though we had expected at least a jackal or a hare if not hedgehogs, the only wildlife we saw was a big hare lying dead at the side of the road – killed by a speeding vehicle. We got down to check and found the body was still warm and external sign of injury was just a few drops of blood under its head, probably hit by a motorbike or a corner hit by a small car. With sad hearts we cruised along a few more kilometres but found nothing.

At about 1 am, Rishit drove us to Acropolis Mall and we waited for Sanjay. Sanjay arrived at 1-30 and I bade goodbye to my hosts and guides. The road from Acropolis to Kudasan was dark and I had “miles to go before I sleep.”

Note: The image featured with the title of this post is of Keosha holding a hedgehog in order to remove it from the road (where it could get killed easily). The animal was handled only because it was essential for its safety. This image was shot by my friend Faiyaz Hawawala, during another night out.

Nilgai! Nilgai!

October 12: Mahua went back on 10th, the day before yesterday. Yesterday was a Saturday and I spent most of my daytime in chasing and photographing insects (and birds too) with my 100 mm macro.

tortoiseBeetle_2256A Tortoise Beetle

Emigrant_2211A Common Emigrant butterfly

francolin_2203A pair of Grey Francolins (heavily cropped image)

I also lazed around on the Western balcony and watched the people harvesting the Bajra (millets). Often, I would look up at the pigeons overhead hearing their gurgling calls.

pigeons_2290The ubiquitous Blue Rock Pigeons

Kaushik and I both tried to photograph the squirrels running along the boundary wall below.

squirrel_2445A Squirrel and a nut!

During the evening I watched a flock of starlings flying across the sunset.

Starlings_2287Starlings in the Sun

At night, the dogs barked differently! I told Kaushik that this is the kind of bark you hear when there’s a big mammal around. We spent some time guessing what the disturbance could be. Finally, this evening, when I was busy writing, Kaushik found the culprit and called me. We came out to the balcony and watched the vanishing form of the huge male Nilgai in the fading light of the evening. It was almost hidden till shoulders in the high millets and was happily munching on them. Nilgais or bluebulls are the largest of the Indian antelopes. Though they raid and destroy crops often, in most places they are protected by the immunity that derives from their name (Gai = Cow). I tried shooting the raider with the only lens that was around – the 100 mm macro. The result is a disaster, but who can beat my first Nilgai sighting in the city! That too from our balcony.

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Serenity Library

October 4: The last few days I’ve tried to get out of office early, mostly to visit the market at sector – 21. Mahua bought a few household things for us and we also shopped for groceries and fresh vegetables. In spite of having intentions to visit Adalaj and Indroda Park, the two major attractions here, we have not been able to make it to either. Today, we visited Serenity Library.

After landing up here, I’ve called up a few wildlife persons, most of whom I knew through Facebook, and tried to meet them, so that I could engage in some wildlife and/or animal rescue work during my weekends. But most of them were out on trips or otherwise busy; the only one who was not only available but eager to meet too was Haseeb Shaikh. Though a wildlife guy, my interactions with him also included our other common interests – nature education and hell yeah! poetry! We often would talk about Ghalib or Tagore or Baul or Sufi. Haseeb worked as the resident naturalist at Serenity Library and therefore we planned to visit him at his dream workplace.

It was Kaushik’s birthday today and we invited him to join us (kinda birthday trip!). Our other colleague, Sourav also came along. We hired an auto-rickshaw and drove towards Ahmedabad along the Airport Road. Calling Haseeb every now and then, we found our way to Koteshwar, the place where the library was. My three companions were still perplexed, thinking why I was bent upon taking them to a library, but their confused faces gave way to relaxed smiles once we reached the place.

It was not just a library, but an institute which boasted of a sprawling campus most of which was natural greens. Yes, there were lawns, walkways and gardens, but the major portion was wilderness that included scrub forests, bamboo groves, undulating lands, small lakes, vegetable fields and large, old-growth trees.

Haseeb, with his confident gait and pointed goatee appeared like a warrior chieftain, matching his Turko-Mongol ancestry that he proudly mentions. He welcomed me with a wide embrace and declared a surprise gift too. A rat snake (the shiny, black morph mostly found here) was rescued by him about half an hour back, and he offered me the honor to release it. We checked the snake for injuries and found a wound that was on its way to healing and took the snake near a well-vegetated waterbody for release.

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Haseeb (with short hair) and I (with long hair): pic by Kaushik

serenity02Haseeb, Mahua and I check the rescued rat snake: pic by Sourav Maulik

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Releasing the rat snake: pic by Sourav Maulik

After this we visited the library, the research units, lecture rooms and all other important places in the institute. Haseeb also took us on a guided walk through the campus and we saw blue water lilies and pink lotuses growing in the pond, porcupine burrows in the bamboo glade, a desert monitor scurrying off and a peacock at a distance. We also discovered Nilgai tracks and hares’ droppings. Mahua picked up a few fallen peacock plumes.

serenity04The walk: pic by Kaushik

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serenityWalkThe bamboo glades

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serenityTigerPlain tiger on Ber plant

mahua at serenity libraryMahua with the peacock plumes

Later, Haseeb introduced us to Mr. And Mrs. Cambatta, the founders of Serenity Library. He also wanted to host my lecture on urban wildlife at the hall someday soon. We parted with another gift from Haseeb – a pack of welcome drink powder (similar to Burhani) while an episode of Mirza Ghalib played on youtube, the part where Ghalib had come down to Bengal to interact with the Bauls.

First Week

The neighborhood

September 22: I woke up early; resounding calls of peacocks acted alarm. It was my first day at office and the induction was supposed to start at 9-30. Kaushik called up a known auto-rickshaw guy and we left in time. The road was short, about 3 kms and straight towards the right from the four cross near our home. On our way, I noticed black ibises walking about in the open fields, a few cattle egrets, jungle babblers, spotted doves, green bee eaters and parakeets. Did I tell you about the omnipresent pigeons? Kaushik was showing me the different housing societies where our colleagues lived. Well, each of these had their own strong pigeon population other than the humans.

pigeon_2227Blue Rock Pigeon in our apartment complex

 Office area

Our office is located in a place called Garima Park. It has a sprawling landscaped garden. There were Wedelia bushes where different types of butterflies were nectaring. A few flowery shrubs were there and I saw plenty of purple sunbirds zipping in and out of these. Across the wall, there seemed to be a fallow land with overgrown Prosopis trees where starlings flocked. The ubiquitous jungle babblers jumped perches now and then.

tinyGrassBlueTiny Grass Blue (World’s smallest butterfly) on Wedelia flowers: by Kaushik

Smoking zone

The lunch break was short, and I couldn’t venture to look beyond the wall. But the induction session ended at 5 and I went out for a break. Beside the out gate there were a few kiosks doing brisk business of tea, cigarettes and different snacks. Behind these kiosks spread the land I had been eyeing. Sparse Prosopis trees grew large across a mostly bare, brown patch of earth. There was a body of dark muddy water near the middle and a few buffalos wallowed there. There was a herder with a flock of about 20 cows and buffalos. On the farther side of the waterbody a dozen white ibises foraged. Redwattled Lapwings darted about here and there often crying out their characteristic ‘Did you do it?’ Kaushik told me this place is often frequented by nilgais, jackals and langurs.

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Peacocks!

On my third day to office, just after I had turned right from the four cross and was passing Suyash, the society in which our colleague Sourav lived, I saw a big bird in the millet fields on the left of the road – and yes, it was a peacock! A big male with full tail plumes sitting proudly on a block of concrete corner marker and preening. During the last two days I’ve been hearing their calls from home and from office, but this was the first show. A little ahead three peahens grazed about nonchalantly. Noticing my joy and surprise, my auto-rickshaw driver smiled and said, ‘yeh toh bahot hai, mere ghar ke samne har subhe aate hain saat-aath.’ (There are a lot of them, a group of seven or eight frequents my neighborhood every morning.) How I wish six months down, I’d be telling the same words to some newbie here.

Settling in

September 21, 2014

I came to Gandhinagar, the capital of Gujarat today. The aim is to settle, well at least for a few years now. For about the last eight months or so I have been trying to live a life of a freelance writer with occasional bits of travel guiding thrown in and trying to get a decent job, but somehow the job market in Kolkata was down. When I received this offer from a large corporate here, there was a little hesitation but finally I agreed to take it. My wife, Mahua, who is a special education consultant in Kolkata would not be able to move with me. We settled with a deal that she will travel to me once every two months and we will stay together for two weeks.

There was a fiasco at the airport, when I reached there this afternoon to find out that my ticket was of yesterday. So, we had to get another ticket by paying INR 12000 in cash from one of the counters and I went in to board, bidding a goodbye to my wife and my city for a while.

At Ahmedabad airport, my long time friend and colleague Kaushik received me. He was already working in the company I was about to join and it was he who referred me here. We took a prepaid cab that dropped us at his apartment. It was a complex with 6 blocks some of which housed 2BHK (two bedroom + hall + kitchen) and some 3BHK apartments. Kaushik has rented a 3BHK and has moved in only today from his earlier shared apartment. I, on the other hand, will stay with him for a few days till I find my own.

This place is called Kudasan. It’s one of the villages, adjacent to Gandhinagar, that is getting converted to urban space fast, the other village this side going through a similar fate is Sargasan. Kaushik’s apartment is at the northwest corner of the complex, on the first floor. There is a big balcony that opens towards north to a large piece of scrub land edged by a teak plantation. There’s another smaller balcony adjoining my room that opens to the west with a view of a large field of Bajra (millet) across the street. Standing in the corner of this balcony allows one to see both the north and the west. I also have a large, wall-to-wall glass window to the north in my room from where I can see the teak groves and the scrubland beside it ending in a line of wild-growing bougainvilleas.

Note: I only have two lenses with me – a 100 mm macro and an old worn out 28-80 mm from my analog camera, so I can present here only the slices of the views. A watercolor and a phone panorama by Kaushik are also added.

northernView_2466The northern view

northernView_kaushikThe bougainvilleas: Watercolor by Kaushik

westernView_2177The western view

westernView_kaushikThe western fields: by Kaushik