Wine Holidays

First published in ‘The Statesman’ on 22 Dec 2006

The current trend sweeping page 3 news and party crazy crowd seems to be ‘themes’. Everything has a theme- the fall/winter collection of any designer, birthday parties, kitty parties, even call in shows on business channels have joined in! Watching ‘Floyd Uncorked’ on ‘travel and living’ motivated me to explore some vineyards in Maharashtra.

Nasik was close enough from Pune (about 220 kms) to make the trip in one weekend. We decided to hire a vehicle so our family could enjoy the drive. A more important reason was I did not want to expose our car to the possibly bumpy roads we would surely encounter in the countryside. We set off early on Saturday morning and surprisingly did not encounter any traffic out of Pune. Soon we were cruising along the state highway. We met several groups of people walking in the reverse direction- all walking and singing. Closer inspection revealed them to be ‘varkari’s’ who were making the winter pilgrimage on foot. Basically from the farming background the men and women sang bhajans of Tukaram and Dyaneshwar, as they walked in the blazing sun. Some even walked barefoot! Some of the groups surprisingly carried a mike and speaker system for singing. There was usually a truck close by, which carried their belongings.

The countryside was largely bare on this stretch unlike on the Pune – Kolhapur road. Some stray aster and marigold fields lit up the scenery with a burst of colour. Sugar cane was the predominant crop in most parts followed by vegetable (mainly cauliflower) cultivation. The cane-crushing season was beginning so there were many bullock carts, trucks, and tractors transporting the cut sugar cane to the sugar factories. We crossed Rajgurunagar, Narayangaon and Sinnar at top speed.

As we neared Nasik, we could easily identify the grape plantations by the vines growing on trellis. The route had three ‘ghat’ sections or hill roads. The Chandanapuri ghat is said to be tricky and dangerous. Monster sized vehicle-carrying trailer truck drivers seemed to easily navigate the sharp curving roads though we did encounter a couple of overturned trucks. Not being a part of the golden quadrilateral, we paid toll only once. The highway was in a fair condition considering that my spine was used to daily shocks on Pune roads! There were several dhabas enroute to cater to the hungry!

As we entered Nasik, I admired the wide roads and traffic light obeying public. We decided to check in at the hotel and have lunch before actually going to the wine yard. That was a good decision since the place we were going to did not have any provision for food. One thing I must mention though. The wine yard website and staff were very helpful on the phone and the Internet. However when we actually tried to find our way, we got horribly lost. This despite the fact that there were several signposts with arrows marked on them! They definitely pointed to the left when we had to go to the right. Finally we managed to find our way and what a beautiful sight the plantation was. It was ideally situated in the bowl of some hills and the land gently sloped down to the lake.

The parking lot had cherry trees planted with tiny fruits growing on them. The grape vines were planted in rows supported by trellis and had pipes for drip irrigation snaking in between. The vines themselves had luscious bunches of grapes growing on them. They were light green and looked almost like berries. We had a guide to take us around the facility. He said some of these grape varieties were imported from Australia and elsewhere. Chenin Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc, Cabernet Sauvignon, Shiraz, and Zinfandel were some of the names of varieties that I do recollect. The various notes/ bouquets that one gets on tasting the wine are from the grapes itself. Our tour began at the crushing tanks. Here the grapes are mechanically crushed for their juice. No signs of women and men dancing in large casks of grapes as I had seen in movies! Of course this was much cleaner! The skins are removed for clear wines but left with the juice for red wines for any where from 30-50 days. The liquid is filtered much sooner to get rose wines. This juice is transported in steel pipes, which are cooled to fermentation tanks where yeast is added. It stays in this tank for some time and is then pumped to another tank for further fermentation. The temperature is maintained at about 2 degrees Centigrade. There is an opening at the top so air contact is made. The entire liquid is also churned time and again. The red wine is allowed to mature in oak casks, which are specially imported for this purpose. In about 6 months time the wine is ready to be bottled. CO2 is pumped into the wine and it is then pumped into sterile bottles and sealed either with cork stoppers of screw caps. Crushing season is only in February and March and the rest of the year is devoted to bottling and nurturing the vines. Seems like a simple process is it not, just get the grape juice and let it ferment!

We had a tasting session in the tasting room. Our guide took us through the rules of the game- See, Swirl, Smell and Taste! Just a mouthful and we had to feel all the characteristics mentioned in the pamphlet!! Very difficult I tell you. After three of them frankly I could not tell the difference. I admired the French experts who could tell the exact year and wine yard from where the wine came. Amazing. I obviously had a long way to go. I can safely blame the spicy foods for taking away the power to appreciate such fine nuances.

We sat there on the terrace enjoying the breeze and the view of the plantation. There was no music playing in the background or any blaring ring tones. Just kids playing and sound of a truck being loaded with cartons of wine. They sold wine that was 20% cheaper than outside (no sales tax). Along with this they also sold paraphernalia like corkscrews, wine buckets, T-shirts, and even a barrel of wine! Now whoever bought that certainly had something to celebrate! That point I mentioned about wonky signboards caught up with us again. The plate on the door said ‘push’ and as I did so, managed to uproot the carpet on the floor outside it. It should have been ‘pull’ instead. I think whoever put up those signs must have partaken some from a barrel! That was my only complaint against the establishment.

We returned to the hotel, happy and somewhat tipsy. This was another tactical decision point in hiring the vehicle namely to leave someone else to do the driving as we enjoyed our theme- wine!! After dinner we explored College road in Nasik. I actually got a chance to see westernization there in the form of the huge well lit stores there. The next day we left early to explore yet another old and famous yard on our way back. However we were not permitted inside there but there was a very nice restaurant and wine bar on the highway itself. Very reasonably priced and delicious food. This vineyard had a much wider range of wines. They actually had tables set amidst the grape vines and the staff was very polite and helpful. Another round of wine tasting followed however this time we had to order separate glasses each time unlike before.

There are several such vineyards in the region, which make and bottle wine. Maybe you can visit some more when you plan your trip. Some do contract farming for the big boys in the region. Many more want to join the party. I hope they also consider organizing some living accommodation in the plantation ( in business parlance this is referred to as the hospitality space I am told), which will make the trip even more memorable. We returned home by Sunday afternoon itself, a wonderful thematic weekend getaway with some learning thrown in too. I am actively looking for another theme for my next getaway, any ideas?

55th Sawai Gandharva Music Festival December 2007: Musical Extravaganza this weekend!

This weekend promises to be a feast of all music lovers.
The famous Sawai Gandharva festival is going on in Pune. Day one saw a tremendous performance by Gundecha Brothers and Arati Anklikar (photo above). Being a weekday, many may have chosen to skip this but I assure you all performances were mind blowing! The pakhwaj accompaniment gave an entirely new dimension to the recital.

I have no training in this discipline yet came away thoroughly touched by the divine music.

For those who like western pop or rock music, do tune in to the Spin Channel on the World Space Satellite Radio, on Sunday at 8AM. Ravi Khanolkar will be doing a special show. Check it out!
The telecast is NOT repeated!

All in all, a musical extravaganza awaits us all! Enjoy!

Canine Revelations

(Edited version published in the Times of India Pune West Side Plus on 09 Mar 2007)

A sudden uproar in our normally quiet neigbourhood one cold December evening had me running to the balcony. In the fading light I saw the driver of a long, big mean looking car fling something on the edge of the road. The master continued to rave at him in between barking orders into his mobile phone. Another minion hurriedly deposited the master’s laptop, lunch box and other paraphernalia in the car hoping to avoid the verbal onslaught.

That done, the master barely allowed the driver to wash his hands and the vehicle zoomed off horn blaring leaving behind a trail of cigarette smoke and dust. The toddlers in the building seemed dazed and one was even crying. I ventured down to investigate and to my horror found that what the driver had callously flung were actually two very dead, barely a week old, stray pups. Obviously the driver had run over them as he hurried to pick up his master and together the two had decided to clean up by simply depositing them on the roadside. The kids had been playing with the pups in the evening and had seen them being run over.

Suddenly the pups’ mother turned up from nowhere and began investigating why her babies seemed so still. Sensing something amiss she looked around for lurking danger and someone to take a revengeful bite into. I hastily retreated to a safe haven namely my balcony to keep track of things from there. Soon many stray dogs gathered around as if in sympathy and the mother kept nudging the young ones hoping they would move. Naturally nothing worked and soon she was alone.

I watched in amazement as the dog actually lay down beside the pups and stayed there throughout the night. Occasionally she would break out into long cries of grief. It was pretty cold yet she stood guard over her young ones even as vehicles zoomed close by or some sadistic persons set off crackers or other animals tried to get close.

None of us did anything about the pups, not even the pet dog owners who walked their dogs, to dirty the road. I slept restlessly that night plagued by several unpalatable thoughts. I woke up early to see the mother carrying off her dead pups one by one, long before the sweepers came along. The animal kingdom looked after their own!

The big car and its villainous occupants came at office opening hours the next day and walked past with scarcely a glace at what they had done the night before. Newspapers almost mandatorily carry daily news of hit and run cases, some fatal while the lucky ones get away with injuries. We see signs of economic prosperity everywhere; the kabadiwallah has a mobile phone, students drive expensive bikes, a hundred rupee movie ticket is almost a norm, even the beggar boy at traffic signals asks for a packet of chips instead of ‘chaar ana’!

An ugly green horned devil repeatedly asked me the question all through that night, are we losing our social responsibilities that go hand in hand with economic prosperity? I looked around to see garbage piled in unauthorized places, people proudly breaking traffic rules, senior citizens given no priority in queues or public transport, neighbours behaving more like strangers, people vandalizing public property… The list seemed to go on and I had just scratched the tip of the mud pile. And all this in a ‘cultured’, ‘affluent’ neighbourhood in Pune! The pups incident was insignificant compared to Nithari or other terrorist outrages. Yet it confirms our sinking values and decency.

I grieved with the mother dog for the loss of humane qualities in humans. I finally gave up trying to find excuses for our shortcomings and shamefully admitted that there was only one answer to my question. ! Yes! Yet I am convinced if each one of us tries to make a small change in our own sphere of influence instead of going in for armchair activism we would be moving towards a better tomorrow.

Millingtonia hortensis

A walk down roads in Pune these days brings wafts of a heavenly perfume. A strong breeze and the fortunate standing below a particular roadside tree are showered with rain of white long flowers! From a distance the falling flowers form a net curtain beyond which one can see the sun struggling to come out behind the clouds!

The tree locally known as ‘buccha’ that bears the botanical name ‘Millingtonia hortensis’ is in full bloom right now. Morning walkers can walk over a carpet of blooms that have fallen at night. The old trees stand majestically tall even towering over newer taller buildings. I am told the tree can grow up to 80 feet tall!

Just look up a tree squinting your eyes against the sunlight and you can see the upright open clusters with drooping blooms looking rather like stars. Each trumpet shaped flower has a waxy texture. Collect some and keep on your study table and bring some nature indoors.

This tree belongs to the Bignoniaceae family. Yet another tree that blooms at night and whose blooms carpet the roads at sunrise is ‘Prajakta’ or Nyctanthes arbor-tristis. That is also in bloom right now and the exquisite tiny star shaped flowers with orange stems do not take kindly to human handling!
So go out and enjoy nature’s treats. I only wish I could link up some of the divine fragrance for you! Till then lets make do with these pictures! (you can click on the picture to get full screen view)

Ciao!

Puneri Tadka!

Just read an article in the newspaper depicting idiosyncrasies of Puneri’s.
Here is my own take:

Try praising any individual to any true Puneite and one always gets a derisive response, “Oh him” (or her as the case maybe), “I know him, he was in my school and always got the poorest marks” or some other dark aspect in the person’s life he would surely not want to include in his resume!

Shopping at any of Marathi shops reveals the ‘Take it or leave it’ attitude of salespersons. Try asking for something else but you may as well have asked for the moon. “Do you want this or not?” is a question you have to answer first. Some veterans have even been known to tell customers to try elsewhere!

The Peshwa’s have long gone but their traditions continue. The afternoon siesta is a must for shops so if you need something urgently after 1 PM then just too bad. You’ll have to wait till 4.30 PM before the shop reopens. No signs of any market progress here methinks!

No article about Pune can be complete without any reference to the rickshaws! Brangelina too could not resist a ride in one of these famed vehicles! But very sensibly they made sure to travel at daytime. Try asking for a ride after 8PM and every ricksha driver worth his salt will refuse a potential customer if it means having to go in a direction opposite to where he lives. Yet the same driver in his avatar as ‘rickshawale kaka’ who ferries school children is the most loveable and dependable person. I have personally seen many treating their group of kids to ice creams or cake on the final day of school academic years! Jekyll and Hyde?

Pune is soon becoming famous for its eating joints, top of the line, street side fare and everything in between, all full up with a long queue outside waiting for their turn at the gastronomic delights. Make a trip to the vegetable market and you will find hardly find space to put in a foot, everyone apparently stocking up for unforeseen difficulties! There are several providers who deliver freshly chopped vegetables straight to your doorsteps. Lets not forget the ubiquitous dabbawalas. In short food in all forms raw to cooked is brisk business here. My only question, in the above scenario how much food does an average Puneri really consume? No wonder the tekdi’s and yoga groups are a big hit here!

That’s sizzling Pune for you, love it or leave it!

Archana