A week ago, at a friend’s home, the matter under discussion was Salyo Pakhu (a kind of spice). In the end, my friends and I decided to trek the Gyabu forest for it.
Penii Iniin is one of the most interesting parts of Murung festival of Apatani community. It is a procession interlaced with both by custom and exhilaration. I guess it is a kind of Brazilian carnival, but of a small size. It doesn’t happen every year, though.
This year, I opted out of Penii as photography seemed more tempting. Hence,
For more information on Murung: http://arunachalipr.gov.in/StateFestival_Murung.htm
My mom must be annoyed as I never let her know of my intention to travel in advance. Honestly, “Planned Trip” just doesn’t suit me at all. It frustrates me when things don’t go according to the plan.
As always, I told her about my irresistible impulse to see Majuli – river island in the Brahmaputra River (Assam, India) – just a few hours before the journey.
It takes only a day to reach Majuli from my hometown (Hapoli, Ziro). However; I had to change and board five different vehicles, and two ferry rides to arrive at Majuli. The trip was adventurous though.
I am not happy with the photographs I’ve taken of Majuli. May be, I need to have a dslr. May be, I need to visit this place again. Or maybe, both.