After food, we proceeded towards the Rampur Bazar. We would ask directions for the Palace there.
A little down the road, we spotted this large statue of Hanuman, this too open air.
The vibrant color and great workmanship marked the statue. Unlike the Lord Shiva statue we saw earlier, this one was serious stuff.
In the same compound, there was a temple too - probably a Durga Temple. We did not get down there - feeling too lazy after stomach full of salt.
We reached near Rampur Bazar in another 15 minutes. Now we had to get out.
The palace was right at the middle of the main bazar area. Parking was quite a hassle, but I figured they don't have equipment to tow out this 2.5 tonner. Even if they had something, they wouldn't try afterr seeing the luggage.
A colorfull bunch of flowers welcomed us to the palace garden.
Before reaching the main compound, one needs to pass thru a smallish ante-garden. Here we saw the palace annex building, which probably is the servent's quarter kind of thing.
We had to pass thru a small gate and entered the palace garden from the right.
The Garden has a large enclosure for the fountain. It was not fountaining when we went. People said that this palace was still private property and they run the fountain when the Kings family come here in the summer. This also means that we couldn't see the inside of the palace.
The view of the palace was quite amazing, with it's elaboate minars,
and the nice contrast of the dark brown woodwork against the green hill behind.
We spent some 15-20 minutes in the garden and came out.
Rampur Bazar was crowded. It was the time of school "chutti", and so dozens of hilly kids doing hilly-billy on the roads.
We filled diesel from a pump just outside Rampur and proceeded to Sarahan via Jeori.
The journey was quite uneventful. The scenary was nice all through but we were getting used to it. Reached Sarahan around 5:30 PM and checked into the Snow View Hotel. The hotel was okayish but the room rent was slightly on the higher side – Rs. 1000/-.
Took a warm bath, looked around the place a little. Decided to explore the Bheemakali temple the following morning. Came back to room and ordered a cup of tea. The ladies were in the other room discussing the dinner menu.
My tea arrived, I took a deep sip. It was so refreshing after the long day and ambient cold. By the time I got myself to take the next sip, suddenly a riot broke out. I got startled but couldn’t figure out anything from my room.
Peeked outside and saw many people, many of them ladies running and shouting. I could faintly make out what they were saying but couldn’t co-relate those to so much of panic. It was something about something Hot, incredibly HOT!
I saw the waiter who served my tea walking down the corridor towards my room. I grabbed him and nervously asked -
"What happened? Has China attacked us? Is the mountain erupting into a Volcano? What happened?"
He gave me a funny look and scurried ahead without replying.
I got very scared. I rushed to the next room and asked the ladies to hide under the bed while I start the car. I told them to run downstairs after five minutes no matter what and board the car, we are LEAVING. NOW!
I rushed back to my room, grabbed the car keys and ran out. I might have spent a couple of seconds trying to lock the room, but thankfully I realized it was fruitless! I went running down the stairs.
In front of the hotel there were many vehicles, probably two three MUVs (Sumo/Qualis/ Innova/ Tavera .... I don’t know!), few tempo travellers and many many people. All shouting, running up and down the stairs.
I felt someone said something in Bengali. I snapped towards the person and breathlessly asked...
“
Ki Hoyeche dada?" (what happened?)
He looked at me and asked back...
“
Ki Hobe?”(What is to happen?).
I kinds felt stupid, but I asked back...
“
Eto holla kiser?... Pahar fete Gyache?!!” (What’s all this riot about? Has the hill burst?)
He looked at me strangely, and then reassuringly.
Said he...
“
Na Na dada, amader boro group toh, oneke snaner jol pai ni, tai ektu mismanagement hocche.”. (No, No, don’t worry. We’ve arrived in a large group, many among us didn’t get hot water for bath, hence this mismanagement!).
Sigh! Now I know what people mean when they say “West Bengal Had Invaded.”
I returned back upstairs to face the giggles from my co-passengers.
The rest of the night passes peacefully at 500 dB.