Rajasthan Trip (Climax): Pic 1: After the Sambhar Lake fiasco, we decided to go back home. Our route plan -> Sambhar Lake - Bundi - Kota - Ujjain - Indore - Nashik - Pune - Bangalore.
Pic 2: On the way to Bundi, on a state highway. Backbenchers watch "Friends" on a laptop while the frontbenchers tackle the potholes & manic tractors.
Pic 3: But the state highway to Bundi from Sambhar Lake really slowed us down. We reach Garh Palace (Bundi) after closing time - so this is the only shot we got of the palace. We proceeded to Kota to stay for the night.
Pic 4: The next day, we reached a place a Jhalawar (between Kota & Ujjain) in Rajasthan. Disaster struck us! A bike with 3 on board (including one woman) brushed us from the side in a crowded junction. What happened next was very dark & gloomy, so I'm putting up a "dark" photo of nothing
The three on the bike fell down. The woman did an acrobatic somersault and had a few scratches on her arm. Because of the low speed impact, the front number plate had fallen off. Immediately, a mob of 20 - 30 people surrounded us and started banging on our stationary car. Because of the mob attack, the car had minor dents on the bonnet.
But a traffic cop (I call him the Good Cop. Bad Cop comes in later) came out of nowhere and pacified the crowd
(dekh loonga, mein hoona etc). We got out of the car among hateful stares, and put the injured woman in the car and headed to the hospital. I got into a bike with a Good Samaritan (he refused to take money from me), who warned us not to go to the police station - and to settle the matter at the hospital itself.
But at the hospital, the biker asked for Rs. 10,000. We obviously refused and we had to go to the police station, with the Good Cop sitting in the car with our front number plate. Inside the police station, there was this Bad Cop who too suggested that we pay Rs. 10,000 or else face "action". That is, we'll have to leave the car at the police station for the day.
We refused to pay, as it was not our fault, and the bike was carrying 3 people. But, as you might have guessed by now, the Bad Cop and the biker were insisting that there were only two on the bike. We stuck to our guns and stayed in the police station compound for an hour, refusing to pay.
At the compound, we had only the Good Cop with us suggesting that we should settle the matter. He would go back & forth between us and the Bad Cop/Biker with our offer of Rs. 1000 & then Rs. 3000. For a moment, we thought of simply getting into our car and driving off (when the Good Cop was not around). We decided against it, got bored of waiting in the police compound, finally agreed to pay Rs. 5000 and get out.
I have been so mentally scarred by the mob incident that, even now, I feel a bit uneasy about taking my wife out on our highways. After marriage, we momentarily thought of driving to Sikkim - but I dropped the idea - because we'd have to pass through "unknown" (for us) areas like Orissa/WB.
Pic 5: It took us some time to get into good spirits again. An excellent late lunch at a dhaba somewhere near Ujjain (MP) helped us recover. But unfortunately, our stomachs couldn't take in the dhaba food. While I had a stomach upset which was solved temporarily by popping a tablet, Jagga has to flee to the bushes with a Bisleri bottle in hand!
Pic 6: We reached Indore in late evening, but a few locals asked us not to proceed further in the night because of highway robberies. We stayed put in Indore that night and continued our journey the next day. The ghat road just outisde Indore on the Indore - Nasik highway was brilliant.
Pic 7,8 & 9: It was pouring buckets near Nasik. For the first time in our life, we drove the whole night (in shifts) and reached Bangalore via Pune. Boy! We were eager to get home or what!
Pic 10: There is no place like home. Car looks like it has just done a Raid-De-Himalaya!