Trip Plan
A friend and I planned to travel to Southern Odisha where we spent our childhood and have an authentic experience meeting the Desias or the local tribes as they are known. Staying in a Township, we had a distant relationship with them during our childhood and we wanted to intimately know them and be part of their culture as insiders, as if in search of our identity and reclaim a small part of who felt we were.
Vishakapatnam - Andhra Pradesh
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| Thotlakonda Monastery |
The Monastery is high up in the hills and the road recently made and well maintained by the state Government. Here buddhist Pilgrims from the Oceans would land and then make their way up to Sarnath and Bodh Gaya.
Koraput and Sunabeda - Odisha
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| At the school |
The next day, we explored the town revisiting our childhood hangouts and reminiscing on our younger days. We also went to the markets and met up with the shopkeepers, many of who have retired and their sons taken up their place in running the shops. We managed to get a bike and planned to go to Deomali hills which is the highest mountain in the state of Odisha.
We set out for Deomali the next day through Semiliguda, a nearby town. It was a pleasant ride to the hills through farms and some winding roads. From Deomali, there was a new road which went to Talamali, another nearby hill before returning back to Sunabeda. The hills were barren and the dense green cover that we had experienced during our childhood was long gone due to logging and exploitation of the gullible tribals by timber contractors and the mainstream politicians. No wonder, that Naxalism rose in these areas as a response to the exploitation.
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| Enroute to Deomali |
If one is looking for resorts to stay in this area, there are two Desia Eco Stays, one in Deomali and the other in Machkund where there is a lake created by the building of the Machkund dam.
From Sunabeda, we went to Jeypore and on the way, dropped in on another friend's place, this time a person who had a coffee estate near Koraput called Lamtaput. His name is Sujay Pradhan and he took us to his estate to taste his coffee. Koraput coffee is a brand that the Government is trying to promote, similar to the highly successful Araku Coffee. The Government has also been training and encouraging the tribals to grow coffee and sell back to the Government for being marketed under Koraput Coffee which I thought was a good initiative. We need ways to get away from the water intensive rice farming which is common across India. Sujay was trying to promote his own brand of Coffee called Brown Valley and his specialty coffee tasted very good, so there is a good potential for Coffee from these areas. Many Entrepreneurs have been growing Coffee for many years now and this could become a new source of income if marketed well.
The Paraja Villages - Koraput, Odisha
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| Paraja Tribe Woman |
The major tribe in the area are the Paraja (which comes from Sanskrit Praja meaning the common people). Their mother tongue Parji is a form of Gondi belonging to Dravidian family of languages. But now most of them living in undivided Koraput district speak the regional language called "Desia".
The Parajas are simple, friendly and hospitable, but like to remain aloof from the people of other communities as they are shy by nature. Paraja settlements are uniclan in structure and are usually located near foothills where perennial hill streams are flowing down the hills to provide them drinking water throughout the year. In multi ethnic villages they live in separate hamlets keeping social distance from other ethnic groups and maintaining their own cultural identity
Gowdo took us to one Paraja village where we met an old blind man who was the last of the story tellers. He said that the new generation didn't sing the old songs and probably these will be lost with him. He sang a few songs for us and attempted to act it out. Playing musical instruments is also fading away as the younger generation dances to Desia songs from Youtube.
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| Local Landa |
We went and met a teacher who made us sit outside his home. Soon a friend of his who was a local leader joined us. They were all young, in their 20s. All of them have taken advantage of Government schemes and got themselves educated. I went through some study material. The textbooks were written in Desia by a NGO called Asha Kiran Society and the hope was that this will make Desia speaking people literate and then pave the way for them to learn Odiya, the state language through bridge literacy material.
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| The Dancers at the Village |
We were keen to taste the local ‘mahuli’ liquor made from mahua flowers and these were brought surreptitiously in plastic packets. It was surprisingly smooth and light, even comparable to the best of Single Malts! As the evening progressed, the dances became more frenetic till we had to stop when it became pitch dark and we took leave of the village after a lot of photographs and thanks to the entire troupe and village.
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| Maths under the street light |
We then went to the next village which Gowdo is from and finally said our byes to our hosts. Before we left, we spied upon a group of kids below the village Banyan tree huddled up under the street light. To our shock and pleasant surprise, we found that they were studying mathematics and a few other subjects along with a tutor. The math was algebra and pretty complicated. The kids were bright, had a twinkle in their eyes and for sure, fire in their bellies. These were the next generation of kids with the hunger to lift themselves up and do well in Society. We were superbly impressed even as my friend immediately video called up his daughter to show her the real India, studying under the street light and ready to blaze their way to future success.
Jagdalpur - Chattisgarh
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| Chitrakoot Falls |
The water in the falls was less due to the upstream dam, we were told it would be much more during the monsoon season. After seeing the falls, we went into the market where there were hundreds of stalls and a milieu of crowds. We tried out different types of Mahuli brought to the fair by tribal women in plastic buckets! Feeling nice and high, we set out on a circular route back to Jagdalpur. Enroute, we stopped at a steep ravine called Mendri Ghumar which was a lovely spot and from there we could see miles away into the valley below where the river Indravathi was flowing.
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| Traditional Cock Fight |
It was gruesome as well as fascinating. No amount of classroom teaching will teach the science of economics, supply and demand as spending a day in these markets.
The Godavari Belt - Andhra Pradesh
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| Paddy Fields |
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| Boat Ride down the Godavari |
We finally reached Rajahmundy and spent the evening with our school friend, Suresh and his family who is based there.
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| Sri Rama Sadan |
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| Yanam |
The next day, after saying good bye to our friend and his family, we caught the flight back to Bengaluru completing an eventful trip that will be remembered for a long time for the diverse experiences that we had.








































