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Wednesday, April 17, 2024

Exploring the Bonda Tribe : A journey into indigenous culture

I had the privilege to explore the remote regions of Koraput and Malkangiri districts, nestled in the southwestern expanse of Odisha state, India. Accompanied by Dr. Pratik, my dear friend and an alumnus from JNU-Delhi, we embarked on an informal assignment to delve into the health-seeking behaviors of the tribal communities. Little did I know that this journey would unfold into an enriching experience of a lifetime.

Duduma Waterfall in the Eastern Ghats

Nestled amidst the rolling hills of the Eastern Ghats and lush tropical forests at an altitude of 3000 ft above sea level lies a wild and picturesque territory rich in fauna and flora inhabited by the Bonda tribe. Our voyage to this hinterland, amidst the Kondakamberu ranges, commenced from Jaypore in Koraput district. Crossing the majestic Duduma waterfall on the Machkund River, we arrived at Onkadelli, a rural village serving as a weekly market hub for surrounding tribal communities.

The Colorful Bonda Tribe

The Onkadelli weekly market, held every Thursday, is a bustling and lively affair. It offers a delightful pandemonium that provides a unique opportunity to observe and engage with Bonda tribes, gaining insight into their way of life. Many tribes travel from distant villages surrounding Onkadelli, enduring long and challenging journeys to partake in the market's offerings.

Onkadelli Weekly Bazaar

The market serves as a hub for trade, recreation, and social interaction, offering a diverse array of goods and services. Roaming in this tribal bazaar is an experience by itself, watching the pastry of colors from the forest-grown vegetables to local fruits to medicinal plants, flowers, colorful lip-smacking snacks, and mahua drinks add to the vibrant atmosphere of the market. 

Lip-smacking local snacks

We got a reference of Mr.Uday Kumar, a local resident of Onkadelli village, through our generous host, Mr.Pradeep Agarwal, a prominent businessman based in Jaypore town in the Koraput district of Odisha. Mr. Uday, who operates a small medical shop in Onkadelli, proved to be a valuable resource for us. He directed us to a knowledgeable local guide, proficient in the dialects of the tribal communities. Mr.Uday gave us a few instructions before our trip to the settlements of the Bonda tribe. We were advised not to laugh at the tribespeople, as they could react with hostility towards outsiders. Additionally, we were cautioned against initiating handshakes with the tribe, not wandering alone in the tribal village, or taking photographs without explicit consent. 

Local Tribe

He also suggested that we carry an adequate amount of currency notes to offer as a token of appreciation to the tribespeople for allowing us to photograph them. Most of the tribals will be in a state of trance and drowsy due to excessive consumption of locally made alcoholic brews and mahua drinks. At times, they become violent and hurt strangers with their weapons, sometimes poisoned bows and arrows. All these instructions made me feel inexplicable, and my friend was in a perplexed state of mind to continue with the onward journey. I pushed him to take a chance in Odisha state, not knowing this land has India’s best-kept secret. 

The paddy fields & cashew trees

Our journey into the tribal heartland commenced from Onkadelli, traversing through the quaint residential quarters housing employees of the Machkund Hydroelectric Power Project before ascending the hills of the majestic Eastern Ghats. As our vehicle meandered through the landscape, we were greeted by lush green paddy fields juxtaposed with cashew forests, crimson-red soil, and rugged boulders adorned with verdant summer shrubs. As we drove further, the roads took serpentine turns to the peak of the mountain ranges. The view across the valley was spectacular, and we were treated to breathtaking vistas of rolling hills cloaked in lush greenery. The gentle caress of the valley breeze and the sight of billowing clouds over our heads provided a welcome respite from the scorching summer heat of the Deccan Plateau, soothing both body and soul alike.

The Bonda Tribal Settlement - Andrahal

We crossed a paramilitary camp with a helipad guarded by armed forces on the mountain summit. This camp was set up on the peak to counteract the infiltration of Naxalites in the region. The roads descended; the black tar roads disappeared slowly, giving way to the rugged mud trails. Twenty minutes into the ride downhill, we crossed wet lands and streams and reached the Bonda tribal settlement—Andrahal—completely cut off from mainstream civilization. The settlement was very basic, adjacent to a perennial stream. And the entire village thrives on this stream for their livelihood. The houses are made of bricks, adorned with earthen colors, and have dried lemon grass-thatched basic mud huts. I spotted marijuana clumps thickly around the hamlet, exemplifying the testimonial for Malkangiri stuff among the city dwellers.  With our local guide leading the way, we ventured into the settlement, religiously remembering the instructions given by our friend Mr.Uday in Onkadelli. 

Bonda: The most fascinating tribe

The most photogenic tribes of India

The Bonda Tribe stands as one of India's most ancient and primitive communities, boasting a culture that traces back thousands of centuries. Recognized as one of India's Particularly Vulnerable Tribal Groups (PVTGs), they are afforded special protection due to their status as one of the fastest-disappearing tribes in the country. As per the 2011 census, there are only 12,231 Bonda tribes left in this region. The Bondo Tribe were the first people to migrate from Africa around 60,000 years ago, according to anthropologists, and the first people to settle in forests in India. These Bonda tribes are short-stature people with Australoid features who still speak the dialect Remo-sam, an Austroasiatic language that is part of the Mundari group. They live in a semi-naked condition and indulge in killing outsiders who tread into their territory. They attract attention because of their attire and appearance.

The Unique Colorful Attire of Bondas: 

The Bonda way of living
 One of the most striking features of Bonda society is the traditional attire of the Bonda women. The Bonda women usually shave their heads and decorate their scalps with colorful beads and wild grass headbands. These headbands are known as turuba and lobeda. They wear a large number of colorful beaded necklaces called mali instead of cloth, covering the upper body part while a narrow skirt or ringa covers their lower body part. Apart from these, they wear heavy aluminum layers of neckbands, known as khagla. Bonda men usually wear a loincloth that covers only the front, and they always carry multiple weapons on their person. An axe always adorns their shoulders, along with a dagger, a sheaf of arrows, and a bamboo bow. In the past, these poison-tipped arrows were generously used, and even today, the Bonda people are famous for being extremely hostile, pugnacious, and heavy drinkers. 

The Rice Beer - the most favorite brew of the locals

While strolling through the village streets, we noticed a few tribal men lounging in the shade, their gaze fixed upon us. Mindful of the instructions from Onkadelli, my friend avoided making eye contact as we passed by. Upon reaching a corner of the hamlet near the stream, we came across a man engrossed in the process of brewing a local alcoholic drink called Hadiya. Nearby, locals tended to their livestock, observing our animated conversation with the brewer with curiosity.

The Hadia Brew

Our local guide facilitated communication as he explained the intricate process of making Hadiya, which involved fermenting rice, cashews, lemon grass, and other forest herbs. Atop a two-story vessel used for brewing, a stone was placed to securely seal the lid. Additionally, we observed a small, tender chicken sacrificed to the tribal god over the stone for a successful brew. This ritualistic gesture, coupled with the intense gaze of the tribesmen, heightened the atmosphere, prompting us to depart for the hamlet.

The sacrifice for good Hadia

The smartest Bonda tribal women:

A photo with the smartest tribe

The Bonda tribal women, adorned in their traditional attire, are often sought after for photographs due to their photogenic appearance. Many foreign tourists are drawn to this remote region specifically for the opportunity to capture memorable images and are often offered monetary compensation in return. This serves as an additional source of income for these tribal women. During our visit, we took several photographs of the women in their settlements and provided them with some currency notes as a token of appreciation. As we were preparing to depart, I expressed a desire to have a photograph taken with one of the women. She readily agreed, wearing a smile on her face. Following the photo session, I attempted to give her a Rs. 20 currency note, but she politely refused to accept it. Despite my insistence, she declined with a smile and said something in her Remo dialect before moving away. Moved by her humble gesture, I believed she had offered the photograph as a complimentary gesture because she liked me. I was praising her to my friend while moving ahead with our car. The local guide came running behind us and insisted I pay Rs. 50 to the lady. She is about to quarrel with us, as we demeaned her by offering Rs. 20. My friend immediately pulled out Rs. 50 from his wallet and settled the lady to avoid any kind of sacrifice in Bonda land. We just laughed at each other; our views are now changed, and we concluded that the Bonda tribal lady is indeed very smart.

Health care in Bonda Tribe

Sharing a lighter moment 

Through our interaction with the tribal community, facilitated by our local guide, we uncovered several troubling realities. The absence of a functional healthcare system was glaring, with diseases like diarrhea and malaria wreaking havoc on the population. Compounding these challenges, the area was once a stronghold of Naxalite insurgency, which hindered substantial development efforts among these tribes. Malnutrition-related deaths were widespread, exacerbated by the limited access to food and nutrition supplements, particularly for children and pregnant women who were supposed to benefit from the government's Integrated Child Development Services (ICDS). Perhaps most distressing was hearing accounts of childbirth occurring in unsanitary conditions, often in the open and even in running water. These revelations underscored the urgent need for improved healthcare infrastructure and support services in the region.

The Bonda Tribe is cut off from modern civilization.

The Bonda Tribe wowen

The most interesting part about the Bondas is their non-acceptance of modern civilization. I have not seen any mobile phones, satellite dishes, street lights, concrete walls, black tar roads, or so-called civilized people like me. They just live close to nature with very simple means of life. They have preserved and conserved their primitive social customs and traditions and are reluctant to change them as per modern civilization. Because of their isolated lifestyle and hostile, aggressive nature, mainstream development workers are reluctant to venture into their areas. Government officials like the public works department, teachers, health care officials, and politicians find it difficult to venture into their hamlets. This isolation has helped them preserve their culture even today.

My journey to the Bonda tribe settlements was truly enchanting, transporting me to a different era and providing a glimpse into the remote and unspoiled landscapes of India. It's an opportunity for me to dwell on the simple lives of those indigenous tribes in India. To conclude, I can say that Odisha state is rightly tag-lined; it's India’s best-kept secret.

My search continues to captivate yet another tale...

I extend my heartfelt appreciation and thanks to:

  • Mr. Pradeep Agarwal of M/s Hotel Princess in Jaypore, Koraput district, for his generous hospitality and invaluable guidance.
  • Mr. Adarsh from Wayanad, Kerala, a fellow traveler and adventurer, for capturing the remarkable photos that enriched our experience.
  • Dr. Pratik, whose presence was indispensable; without him, this journey would not have materialized as it did.



Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Himalayan Hopes

I’m a curious and restless soul, and
That is the problem and solution to everything.

The mighty Himalayas and me
Himalayas has captured the wildest imaginations ever since I started reading travel genre books. 
Life at the 20’s is very special to everyone. You will be in free-spirits with vigor, zeal, and constant quest to learn more and go places to explore the world. 

Ladakh valley

Levison Wood is my favorite author and his book, walking the Himalayas always triggered my unbound love towards the mighty Himalayas. This COVID – 19 lockdown brought me to watch his series - walking the Himalayas by UK based Channel Four in Discovery Plus. Wood starts his epic 1700+ miles journey by walk from Afghanistan to Bhutan, via Pakistan, India, and Nepal the entire stretch of Himalayan ranges. Awe-struck and I rewind my memories a few years back to my 20’s.

The best travel companions - Cath, Som, Ling
It was my first solo trip in my 20’s to Ladakh valley between Karakoram ranges and Zanskar Mountains in the Himalayas. On a very tight shoe-string budget, I backpacked, hitch-hiked, stayed with locals and home-stays; I completed my first incredible travel experience of my lifetime. Since then, I become addicted to solo-traveling and the gorgeous Himalayan ranges.

Himalayan Bliss

  • I learned many life-lessons in this Himalayan solo-trip
  • Language is not a barrier to communicate
  • Strike the best with first impression
  • Strangers can become your best travel companions
  •  Locals can share their house, bed, and breakfast to total strangers
  • Body can survive on minimal calories – eggs, maggie, and chai
  •  Listened to nomadic tales under a starlit sky
  • Warm water is the best mixes for Rum
  • Consuming Himalayan vegan leaves can get you real high ( Hope you get me right)
  • Frostbite in the night and intense heat in the day portrays the life experience
  • The best of the view comes from the hardest climb 

Leh Palace

Life is filled with rhythms and cycles as narrated in the nomadic story; cold and hot, day and night, snow-capped mountain summit and deep gorgeous valley, sun and moon, rich and poor, gods and demons, good and evil, joy and sorrow. And every human being is destined to experience these very often in his lifetime. The journey itself an experience to behold through the stunning views of Himalayan ranges, contrast terrains, and the highest motorable passes in the world.

The land of mystic dragon

Fast forward and off-late, I have been blessed with wonderful opportunities and immense possibilities to travel to many parts of Nepal and Bhutan on special official assignments from my alma mater organization, Navodaya Education Trust - Karnataka.  I pondered those great opportunities and with immense reverence I rewind my encounters in these Mountain countries.

Pokhra & Himalayan ranges
 With endless cups of chai, sitting on the terrace of my hotel at Phewa Tal lakeside in Pokhara - Nepal, I rehearsed my official presentations surrounded by the spectacular view of Annapoorna ranges, glistening peaks of Macchapucharre, Dhaulagiri and Manaslu snow-capped summits. I watched the spectacular sunrise from Sarangkot peak, an incredible Himalayan sunrise. It was an astounding magical sunrise to behold and the sun rose behind the Annapoorna mountain ranges. Nature played its best masterstroke in the sky – crimson red hues and strokes in the grey sky, the golden sun rays kissed the snow flaked Himalayan peaks, the sun emerged slowly as an orange-red bowl between the ranges, and started unfurling the gorgeous scenic landscapes of Pokhara valley. Standing there in the morning crisp year, I admired the mighty Himalayas and bewitched the luminescence of Himalayan eight-thousanders.
 
Mount Everest & Himalayan ranges
Bhutan, the land of Gross National Happiness is my favorite Himalayan land-locked country. Blogged enough about this mystical kingdom, I urge my readers to browse my old blogpost to experience the thunder dragon Himalayan experiences. The ultimate experience was witnessing the Mount Everest, Mt Lhoste, Mt Makalu, and Mt Nuptse on Bhutan – Nepal trip Druk air flight.
 
Explorer as always....
My curious and restless soul always crave for more such incredible experiences, as spending time in this Himalayan region is one of my life’s great experiences. No mountains can match their beauty and Majesty. I was fortunate to have glimpses of the Himalayas and its greatest terrains in India, Nepal, and Bhutan. I am astonished with this greatest bio-diversity on the planet earth with the bizarre diversity of cultures in an exceptionally hostile and incredibly beautiful environment.
 
Phew tall lake - Pokhra, Nepal
All I wish and long for is to experience the Himalayan ranges in Pakistan and Afghanistan.
Will I make it to those two countries? Will I cover the ancient silk-route?
Will I walk into the fairy meadows of Gilgit- Karakoram ranges?
Will my dreams come true? Dreaming all these, is it a problem of my curious mind or will I find a solution? Post-COVID 19 & my hopes are the answers, I have here right now.

Buddha Point, Thimpu - Bhutan




Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Contemplating life with a world citizen

Every human being in this world contemplates life and it differs from person to person. It all begins when a person begins to ponder the very purpose of life. Indian tradition gives a whole different context to this contemplation connecting rich family values and mythological principles. I never thought of life on such a serious note, I used to embrace life as it camealong, until I happen to meet and host a world citizen for a week in my house. Thanks to couch surfing website.

Konstantino with his bicycle
 
Konstantino gave a couch surfing request to stay with me in my house. After reading his brief profile; I learnt that he was born in Kiveri, Greece and now on a bicycle tour across the planet. I was more than amazed and thrilled to host him in my house, as he started his journey in Greece bicycling his way around Middle East the past couple of months. Konstantino reached my house with his GPS enabled device and I received him with great respect. My roommate Donny was equally thrilled to meet him after hearing of his bicycle journey.

 
 Konstantino is a traveler not a tourist per se ( I pointed the fine difference out in one of my previous blogs). He started his bicycle journey from Greece, travelled across Turkey, Georgia, Armenia, Iran, UAE and reached Oman. This is just one part of his epic journey across the planet. He took a flight along with his bicycle from Oman and landed in southern part of India – Trivandrum. He reached Kanyakumari; the tip of Indian peninsula and started his journey to North part of India along the western coast. Enroute to Kolkata, Konstantino stayed in my house for six days at Raichur in North Karnataka near by Hyderabad city. I heard many of his stories about life; all that I can understand is contemplating life. He has christened himself as Akasha in India, which means the great universe. I was amazed to learn that Akasha is a space scientist, working with US space agency on special assignments. Akasha loves to interact with locals and learn their cultures.
 
Akasha - His CS profile image signifying the universe
We went on a small heritage walk in the city of Raichur ruled by erstwhile Nizam of Hyderabad. One evening, I took him to a fort atop of small hillock located in the middle of Raichur city. Akasha was very much keen to know about the history of the fort and its kingdom. Akasha climbed on to the rock and gazed over the horizon as the sun started to set.  The silence gripped, as the stars started gleaming in the night sky. Akasha was still looking at the sky. I assumed that he may be searching for his satellites in the sky. Throughout the stay, Akasha was very flexible in our bachelor house. Given his age, profession and experience, we held him in upmost respect. As days passed on, he became our buddy – preparing simple dishes, helping us in kitchen, brewing black coffee and having interesting conversations. I invited him to my medical school campus to deliver an informal talk. He readily accepted my invitation and inspired a bunch of students too. Though it was scorching summer in Raichur, Akasha never complained about the heat waves.
 
Konstantino with students


All these years of travelling, he volunteers in places where they could use a hand, prefers to stay in spiritual centers/ashrams and practice meditation. I took him to a blind school in Raichur but to our luck the students were away on summer vacation. Disappointed, he looked around the school and made a small donation too.  Akasha left after a brisk stay of a week in my place and yet I could still feel the void for a couple of days after his departure.


 

Akasha traveled all the way to Kolkata where he found himself attracted to Shantiniketan in West Bengal and Hindu Banaras University in Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh. He completed his Indian journey in another couple of months with a short touring to Nepal.

Though his name is Konstantino, he is never constant in his stay. He keeps moving around the planet to contemplate life with friends – sitting on a mountain, in front of the sea, the desert, cold night-sky as blanket, sailing in rough sea and oceans and many more. His mission was to make friends in each country of our planet, so that there will be no “borders” only “neighbors”

With every visit he makes, he grows a bit, in knowledge, experience and contacts a like and this makes him a citizen of the world and he hopes that one day he will be a citizen of the universe. According to him, the interesting people he met so far in the many wonderful places are all different flowers in the garden of life.

I love being a travel freak, Konstantino drew inspiration; I dream to dare such travel in my life at least once.  There is lot more to be discovered about us than we know so far. I’m waiting for such a defining moment in my life.
 
His further Journey from India.
Konstantino reached Bangladesh after the Indo-Nepal trip. He could not cross the Bangladesh-Myanmar border; so he was forced to take a flight to Thailand. He then went around Thailand, Malaysia and Singapore. He took a boat Catana 431 from Singapore to reach Mauritius. After exploring Mauritius; he took another boat Elin to South Africa. As on today Konstantine is in somewhere in South Africa (January 2017) with his bicycle meeting new people, learning new cultures and most importantly learning life at this very young age. Konstantino has covered approximately 36,000kms in this journey of contemplating life as on Jan 2017.
I will be updating his future journey soon……