Monday, October 10, 2005

Sosa : My Village


At 2500 mts. you feel like the king of world, especially when you can see might Kali river 1.5 kms straight down looking like a fading line. When echo of your voice from the mountains spread your identity. When the beautiful view of Pangu and adjoining mountains make you believe that you are in heaven. When cold water of "Dhara" make you shiver even in May-June.When silence of woods and talking of wind reminds you of the most beautiful moments in life.

This is Sosa (or Sauso) for you, the most beautiful place i've ever seen in my life. In childhood i never realized why my father is in love with Sauso and wanted to be there all the time. But now i know the true reason, when you are born and brought up in heaven, will you ever want to come down?
Enough of nostalgia, now here some stats about my village. This was compiled by my cousin Hemraj Hyanki.

Fact: Sosa is the more known name of a village called Sauso in Chaudas valley of Rung-rajoo.

Geography: Sosa is at an altitude of 2440 meters from the sea level. The village can be called the heart of Chaudas valley as it is almost at the centre of thevalley. It is at the radius of maximum 6-7 kilometers from any rung-village in the valley.

People: The village comprises of total 48 families. Total human population of Sosa as on April, 2005, was 327 precisely. Demographically it may be interesting to note that the village has sex ratio in favour of females. Out of 327 people in village, 167 were females and 160 were males.

Like every other rung village, the village consists of various lanes (Haroos) of houses one above another. There are three such lanes of houses in Sosa, namely; (i) Lowest lane of houses (Pungpung Haroo), (ii) Middle lane of houses (Gundha Haroo) and (iii) Upper most lane of houses (Yuryur Haroo).
Pungpung Haroo and Gundha Haroo are predominantly inhabited by Hyankis of Syangte Raath while Yuryur Haroo is occupied by Hyankis of Pongsong Raath and Garkhals. Both the Burathoki families stay in Pungpung haroo. Apart from houses in aforementioned 3 lanes, a group of families are settled little away from the main village. That particular settlement is occupied by Kunwars and called as Pongsausau.
As the winter season approaches Hyankis (Syangte) migrate to villages named Jhee (Jayakot) and Jhyaree. Burathoki families migrate to village named Sunamangam while couple of Garkhal families migrate to Nayang.

Places to visit:

Syang-sthan, the abode of almighty Syangsai Gabla (who is worshipped by one and all in Chaudas valley), is just about 2 kilometers from the main village. On the auspicious day of the Full Moon in the Hindu month of Kartik (Oct-Nov), worshippers from all the villages of Chaudas come in groups playing drums and cymbals and congregate at Syangsthan for Auraat (waking-up throughout the night to worship the deity). Whole night lamps are lit, incense is burnt, bells are rung, drums and cymbals are beaten to call the deity to bless it worshippers. Auraat and Saithoom (rituals to worship deity) at Syangsthan are managed and looked after by the Hyankis (Syangte) and Garkhals of Sosa.

Narayan Ashram is one of the major tourist attractions of the Rung-rajoo. The Ashram is at the height of 2735 meters from sea level. One can see peaks of Himalayan range all lined-up toward its north-west as if they are frozen by the charming beauty of Narayan Ashram.

Teesyangkang, is basically a meadow (bugyal) almost 2.5 kilometers from Sosa on the way to Sirdang. This place is more recognized locally for being the picturesque cricket ground.
Syangwi-Top, is little farther from Teesyangkang and is considered to be abode of Gabla (a local deity). This place marks the boundary between Sosa and Sirdang.
Swum-Tonkar, is the highest peak around Sosa. From here, one can take bird’s eye view of Chaudas valley.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Kangdali : The Kumbh of Chaudas

The biggest and grandest festival in Chaudas celebrated every 12 years. Yes, 12 years, last time it was 1999 and the next will be in 2011. No Rung in Chaudas valley miss this grand festival. I was lucky to attend one in 1987 and the second in 1999. In 87 i was not at all aware of the whole proceedings but still i enojoyed being with all the cousins.

In 1999 it was a different, till that time i realized the importance of the festival. I wore traditional dress with a sword and shield in hands. It was like going back in time when my ancestors used to wear the same dress. The women of the village armed with "Ril" led the procession and man followed. After dancing on the tunes of "Hey Loksa...Hey Phongsa" for nearly an hour we reached the place where the flower of Kangrali bloomed.With a war cry women attacked the plantation with their Ril and man followed. After that the enviornment filled with victory cries. It was wonderful to be there at that time. By 2011 our lives will change in a big way, but whatever happens I will not miss the next Kangrali.

Folklore
The legend of the Kangdali festival comes a folklore, which tells of a boy who died upon applying the paste of the root from a shrub known as Kang-Dali on his boil. Enraged, his widowed mother cursed the shrub and pulled the root of the Kang-Dali plant off its ground upon reaching its full bloom, which happens once in twelve years.

According to another story, the Kangdali festival is to commemorate the brave women who repelled the enemy while their husbands were away. Hiding in the Kandali bushes, they attacked the bushes, which subsequently destroyed the enemy.

Since then, a victory dance is performed every twelve years upon the decimation this shrub in its blooming period. The women with lead the procession, each armed with a Ril, a tool which was used in compacting carpet on the loom. The children and men armed with swords and shields would follow closely behind. As they sing and dance, their music echoes in the valley, and upon approaching the blooms, warlike tunes are played and war cries are uttered. The women, fierce as they were, attacked the bushes with their rils. The menfolk will follow up and the bushes are hacked with swords, who will uproot the bushes and take them back, as the spoils of the war. In turn, victory cries are raised and rice grains are again cast towards the sky to honour the deities with the prayer that the people of Chaundas Valley may be ever victorious over enemies. After the victory dance and the extermination of the shrub, the festival is concluded with a feast.

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Take Off : The pursuit begins

First let me introduce myself, I am a rung from Sosa, Chaudas. A rung who was not very sure of his "rung" identity a few years back, born and brought up in Almora with little touch with other rung people. Let me clear here that it was not because of the family, my parents always wanted and still wants me to be the part of it as they are, and my elder bothers are in good touch with our village,soil and people. I feel, what took me far from the realization was that there was no "rung" children in my age group and also i myself never tried to build my own relations, as youngest in the family i never needed to, all these things were taken care of by parents and brothers.
The first time i realized the pride of being a rung and how closely knit our community is, and what i missed for all thez years, was during my brother's marriage in '97, it was an experience of lifetime for me, the life i missed. I closely felt the culture, the people the place all around me and it felt surprisingly warm and caring.
For me,it was ironic, as when i was near to the my village and people, i never tried to know them and when i realized my mistake i found myself 3000kms far from home, in REC Trichy for 4 years, then in CTS,chennai for 2 years now heading to IIMB for another two years. I never regret my decision of choosing my career in South as i went to best colleges in india and worked with one of the best companies.
But as time goes by, my want to gain more knowledge about the "rung" has not subsided.
I hope one day, i'll be able to gain this knowledge, till then i will to put all my thoughts in this blog, what's better than this where relavent people can read my thoughts and could help me reaching my goal.