Continued Day 0 - 08th June - Amritsar
Aamir and Rajesh, finally made it to the bus stand battling the traffic and hot sun, profusely sweating yet with a huge smile on their face to see me in one piece. I had a quick introduction round between Navjot and them and we parted ways promising we would catch up in the evening over dinner.
The accommodation for the day was somewhere near Amritsar city railway station. We headed to the room straight and after a quick fresh up we were moving on to pick up our bikes from Gati Amritsar go-down. We were satisfied with the conditions of the bikes and were happily cruising on the steaming Amritsar roads in less than 30 minutes of unpacking.
Places to visit were decided upper-hand and the first spot on file was Jalianwala Bagh, mainly as it was closer to where we had picked up our bikes. Jalianwala Bagh is a place of historic importance, where General Dyer, East India Company, had mercilessly fired at unarmed Indians protesting peacefully against a certain British law. The place was walled on all four sides with only a small entrance to it. Hundreds of people lost their lives, shot brutally and some in order to escape being shot, jumped into a well and ended up getting drowned. The place now, has been developed into a beautiful garden and was crowded with people from all parts of the country. It was indeed an emotional experience to have been there in middle of a place were so many people laid their lives to keep the lamp of your independence struggle burning.
The Entrance to the Bagh..
Small museum within the Bagh..
Bullet Marks, closeup
A Panorama of the unfortunate event..
Place from where Dyer shot at people..
Once out of Jalianwala Bagh, across the street was the world famous Golden Temple. But thats not where we were going. Time was a little over 2 and we had 40kms to go to the historic Wagah Border aka Attari Border. So we pushed on and after a long and tiring ride to the Wagah border, we finally made it only to find thousands of people trying to gain entrance into the ceremony area. We saw BSF jawans horse mounted trying their best to keep the unruly crowd and making things fall in place.
Wow.. International border..
The India Gate..
The India Gate, Closeup..
The Pakistan Gate..
The Pakistan Gate..
Trade Gate.. Between India and Pakistan..
After a long wait in the dehydrating heat, we were let in but was quite unfortunately in finding a place to view the ceremony. Having turned down, we dejectedly returned to our bikes and started towards our room for a little rest. To be continued