Just after the close of Trans Himalayan trade from Johar valley, our traders suffered a great setback. Their future prospects related to restart of trade was completely shattered due to developing sever relations with china. Main concern was in terms of their income space. So these were the painful days. They had to decide what next? In the thinking process, majority of them preferred to look elsewhere for earning livelihood, some of them unwillingly chose to shift to their winter villages downwards Munsiari and were forced to adopt agriculture for which they were never prepared. Remaining families decided to settle in Munsiari villages and migrate to Johar valley. But there was a similarity in attitude and creativity. Johar valley bhotia tribe always dared to move beyond the cozy boundaries, which they inherited from ancestors. I wish to deliver the massage that our elders always faced the challenges courageously and conquered. Out of the doomed days one positive thing appeared that in the changed situation, people adopted various earning spaces. They focused in income growth and education of children, as elders had sensed the importance of knowledge power and new era of knowledge and technology revolution was bound to take place in wealth generation escalating future prosperity and advancement. This could be possible, provided there is education spread, facility provided by the government to some extent, creating positive attitude and mass awareness among the youngsters.
In the process of know your native place! during ninety’s, we had been to Burfu village, our native place as after 1962 war, most of the old couples, women in particular decided to settle in munsiari area, young people were out of home for service and private jobs and children came out of villages for education, they realized the need to shift to high Himalayan village to grow cash crops such as fapar(used in fast on religious occasions), oowa(high altitude product like wheat in lower areas), potato and sarso which high altitude harvest including growing herbs being sold in the market fetching high value. Besides earning they were enjoying climate which suited them most. It was obvious, rainy season of munsiari, was quiet boring and uncomfortable for them. In the changed circumstances, journey was inconvenient and lack of arrangements in comparison to what they enjoyed during trade with Tibet, as traders always took care of their senior member’s especially female comforts. I do admire females who realized need to come out beyond the comfort zone and created confidence and courage to be a partner in economic progress and making successful career of their children. They wanted to forget the past and work in a new environment.
We stayed there for a few days and planned to visit Milam one day. At Milam we met people there, who were migrating regularly to Milam for cultivation and other income related job commitments. It was horrible to see the plight of village, once the largest in Almora district in terms of number of families residing and population, it looked almost deserted and destroyed village. Hardly a few families were migrating to Milam. We met late Uttam Singh Sayana a prominent person and herb grower, discussed with him about future prospect of earning in new space and development related activities where local people can also participate in Johar valley. Thereafter we decided to return village. Village bilju on way to burfu, is situated on sloppy land,. Biljugarh(bilju river) was always considered dangerous in terms of uncertain river behavior. Level of river increases after noon due to melting of snow. Some of the team members were far ahead and they had already crossed river. By the time we reached near the river which looked simple and easy to cross over was behaving in a different manner, color was dark, water level was threatening us, in the mean time team members who were on the other side of river, shouting loudly cautioned us to be careful while crossing the dangerous looking river. However we analyzed the situation and decided to start from a particular side, one by one. With great difficulty, fighting with hostile current of the river, we reached other side of river safely. I thanked god for escaping us safely. Miraculously there was no loss of life. Mean while what I saw, that, late Amar kaka, who, was the eldest member of our team, settled at Didihat after close of Tibet business, had shown his intense desire to visit our native place, accompanied us(although we had been visiting Johar valley regularly) was virtually weeping and telling me, in case of tragedy, he would not forgive himself, truthfully it was a unforgettable emotional moment for me as it was a narrow escape from death. This made atmosphere serious for all for some time, therefore after relaxing for few minutes; we headed for our beautiful village Burfu.
In our village we participated in sri Raghunath puja, we offered prayer, our immense faith and complete trust on lord Sri Raghunath for prosperous life and protection from any kind of harm in high Himalayan region, the most difficult and remote border area deprived of from basic amenities. An assurance for decades for necessary infrastructure by the government is like mirage for border people of johar valley. However, inadequate arrangement does not affect amazing zeal to live happily. Worship function was performed nicely. It was enjoyable, pahadi songs program was arranged by village boys in the evening. Amazing entertainment! Fabulous and memorable event! Motto –learn to be happy!
After spending some time in the village, we proceeded for Munsiari we had hardly travelled five kilometers rain started, it was becoming difficult for us to continue journey but we were supposed to reach Munsiari by evening as per our program, therefore no was option left but to continue the journey. Surprisingly density of rains increased; everywhere there looked to be water. Any how we reached Bagdyar, we took tea, other items, we had brought with us and took rest for a while again moved towards our destination. Elder members had already left our company as it was not possible for them to cover long distance with us. It was a start of the most difficult journey in my life. Every moment there was a danger of landslide, falling of big boulders, collapsing of temporary bridges and horrible sounds of Gorigarh(gori river) running just below the bridle road as if ,it is going to swallow us. There was no movement of people accept we four men. As we started down to rargaree(name of place) towards rargaree patal(forest) there was terrible scene about 10 mts of road was completely washed away, hardly one feet in width was left there and boulders were falling from top side, we were terribly worried and thought, what to do? in the mean time boulders started falling from other side too, subsequently, where we were standing, we found road is about to slide down, just below of us, there was dangerous looking river, sounds of huge stones rolling down, colliding with each other, thus anticipating it will also merge in the river, we were minutes away from disaster, hence, there was no option left but to move immediately forward for the sake of god, stones stopped falling down for a while, anticipating gravity of situation, one by one we tried to cross the difficult stretch to avoid tragedy, thus we reached the other side with great difficulty. And took rest for some time without uttering a single word to one another in a udiyar(cave). It was a miraculous escape. Still it was raining continuously with more density; there was a sound of rains only, we realized death was almost near to us, a terrible experience! When I remember this unforgettable moment, I am frightened terribly and tremble even to day. With tremendous difficulties we reached Munsiari. It was a terrific day for all of us. Next day I heard the entire Munsiari-Milam road is badly damaged in many stretches of Milam Munsiari bridle road and movement of people is blocked. It took many days to clear for public movement.
D.S.Jangpangi
2nd May 2013