To express the Murud-Janjira (MJ) trip within few lines is a monumental task because each and every moment was eventful.
To start with, lets me describe the beauty which India holds when you move to the interiors. Having lived my life completely in the big city, I personally had very few chances of moving around the countryside. The beaches leading to MJ were amazing. Once you see those shores, you will feel the presence of some greater force. Living on the beach is a way of life; maybe person like me may never even fully understand it. You may never have the utilities around you which you get used to in the city but then you may never need them here.
When we boarded the bus in Mumbai – I could see each one, including myself, transform into an unknown kid. Unknown word is important here because many of us discovered each other, friends, and buddies in the end of the road. Words like NMIMS, studies, work, etc were hardly uttered. This was the “other side” of the men and women whom you meet from 7 to 9 everyday.
Imagine Rakesh running behind an auto-rickshaw on the streets of Mulund when he forgets his bag inside, Anil getting a second rickshaw & chasing Rakesh and Jaswinnder being the advisory board. This was a typical “Hera Pheri” type scene.
Imagine Anu Malik spirit inside Ozzy’s body, only to find that everything he does for the rest of the evening has an Anu effect.
Events like these followed us for whole two days
After an interesting evening which included a beach party, we headed towards our final destination. Fort Janjira is the reason why MJ exist today. This is the only fort along the western region which was unconquered until it gave in voluntarily after 1947 independence. With these facts we entered the only gate available; the design of the fort interested me immediately.
The fort was built on a 22 acre land and took 22 years to build. Like the number of days in a year the fort walls had 365 windows. There was only one way to enter and exit. There is a tunnel from inside the fort leading to the nearby Rajapuri village. The mouth of the tunnel is the size of a window, completely camouflaged within the houses of the living families. There are ruins of a palace and a mosque which are flawlessly shielded by a hill from the attacking enemy ships. The walls of the fort were divided into two sections, one facing the land and second facing the sea water. The section which was facing the water had a unique design from that facing the land “I was not able to decipher the purpose of this design”. The fort still holds one of the biggest cannon available during that era. To the naked eye, this looks like a normal cannon but the near-by tourist guide told me that this cannon never over heats even if you use it for days. It was made of a metal which remain cold even in the hottest day, I did touch the canon to check the facts. The canon was dead cold. (More Info)
I don’t think there was even a single dull moment during the whole trip. It was a trip where acquaintance became friendship …
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