My version of the next part of the drive.... Gwalior-Kajuraho, 322 kms
We had reached Gwalior after a long 1,100 km overnight drive from Bombay, and I had to attend the wedding of my cousin.
I met my grand-uncle too at the function and shared with him my misgivings about the hard gear engagement in the first and second gears, which had suddenly started, giving me the jitters. He told his driver to take care of it while I continued to gawk at the bride and bridegroom. The driver - one of the smartest have seen - discovered that there was some problem with the slave cylinder and the gear shift lever, lubricated and tightened the latter and hey presto, the gear shifts became as smooth as they were before.
We left Gwalior on Jan 15 at 300 pm, intending to reach Kajuraho by night fall. The route to be taken is as follows:
Gwalior-Datia-Jhansi-Nowgaon-Chhatarpur-Kajuraho.
But as events turned out, we could not reach Kajuraho that night.
After crossing Datia, at the Check Post of Chirula, we were stopped by the cops who demanded our SUV for local election campaigning. They refused to let us through and the car was asked to park inside the police thana compound, at the instructions of the Control Room at Datia. This was 450 pm, and the bitter cold was settling down on the verdant countryside, as the cops themselves cuddled around the smoking wood trunk for warmth.
One of the friendly constables told me:
- There is a shortage of SUVs in this region, and lots are required for campaigning
- You have no ladies in your car, else we would not have stopped you
- Ask some minister to call up the cops so that we can release you
- Your car will be seized and retained for at least 8 days till the election campaigning ends
To this, I told them:
- I cannot do jan seva of this magnitude
- I am a busy guy on some important business and I am answerable for my work to several honourables
- You cannot seize my car just like that
Anyway, we had to cool our heels at the CP awaiting instructions from District Control Room. Soon, in 45 minutes, a police jeep drove in and we were instructed to follow the jeep, with 2 constables in our car escorting us (detention-style).
We were driven thus back the way we came - to Datia, which was 15 kms away, and asked to park inside a police compound, where another cop awaited me within, who was busy challaning (issuing receipts for vehicles seized) - I was in a Q after another guy whose Alto was seized. Very efficient, the cop looks up and says:
"Number of the car?"
I say, "eh?"
"Registration number, make of car, make it quick!"
It registered in my feeble mind that this guy was like Chitragupta recording morbid details of cars seized and lost for ever.
This is when I created a minor ruckus - said, do you know who I am, and so on, and how much the world will lose by my relaxed stay for the next 8 days in the small town of Datia. The cop was bewildered by this outburst, and send me again outside where I had to stand around another bonfire and convince another cop as to the dire necessity to be a free bird. Half an hour of this incessant chatter, and the cop gets real worrried and talks to his senior - so we are asked to get back into the car and in the company of 3 cops driven back to the Chirula CP.
At the CP, I was invited to discuss terms for the release, and we agreed on Rs 2,000 as the "phayada" fees, and I was allowed to go after 2 hours.
In the meantime, while we were sitting at the CP, we had shot off a few SOS messages in Face Book, which were also picked up by one of my friends in the Mahindra Scorpio Yahoo group. What an impact this had - messages of help, support and advice poured in during the next half-hour, and one of my well-connected friends (also a member of this Forum) also used his considerable clout to good effect and talked to the DGP of the State. Even my wife read about the problems I faced in MP through FB!
By the time we left the CP, the thick fog had descended and it became more and more difficult to drive. We crossed Jhansi at 750 pm, and took the road less travelled to Chhatarpur. What a pleasant surprise the road was - it has been recently widened to a 2-lane road (earlier, it was just a single track, which meant whenever a car comes onto you, both have to get off the tarmac onto the shoulders to let each other pass by.
It was only a small stretch - between Mornipur and Nowgaon - which had narrow roads in not-so-good condition. By the time we entered Chhatarpur own - the biggest en route, just 60 kms short of Kajuraho, it was already 1030 pm, so we decided to stop over at the nice Hotel Chhatarpur Regal for the night. |