My ‘earthly’ experience: Kurnool escapade


It was more like an urge – to take the open road, the uncharted ways, to make no itinerary and make headway off to somewhere, halt at the first stop and explore, either ride into the sunset or melt with it. These were my first thoughts when I started my course of journey in the Eastern Ghats – starting with Kurnool, often referred to as the Gateway to Rayalseema – a province with a rich and varied history, a place of hot passions, of violent factionist loyalties, a land that was once the stronghold of Krishna Deva Raya and was once a cultural pot of the Vijayanagar empire.

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The imposing Buddha statue at Belum caves

I started my day with Belum caves. I have to say, I liked the place almost instantly. Surrounded by hillocks (which I mistakenly took for caves), impossibly calm and serene surroundings, the desolate roads, fragmented habitation, an unusual chill in the morning breeze and an imposing Buddha Statue before the caves, my brain kept registering the unusual charms of the place. The caves were explored some 130 years back and came to AP Tourism’s notice in 1980s. This is an underground cave, some 3.5 km long with an underground river. Well the caves are well maintained – they are well maintained and illuminated, timings are maintained, no food item is allowed inside and guide service is mandatory to look after the naughty types. The entrance is a circular pit and right away, one descends and then moves into a spacious chamber with a circular opening overhead. I craned my neck to see a deep blue sky at the rim of the crater! That was our last glimpse of the sky for a while.

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Belum caves

And in case if you are still wondering about what’s down there in the cave, there is history, some mythology and ofcourse natures old and long processes which have given birth to typical cave formations stalactites and stalagmites (hope it reminds you some of physical geography classes in schools). These are limestone formations – stalactites are ‘roof hanging’ downward growing formations and stalagmites grow from the base towards the roof. I remember, in school I remembered them as ‘stalactite hold tight to the roof and stalagmite might reach the roof’. These formations resemble so many things, some get as close to Shivlinga and there is a freshwater spring called ‘Patalganga’ deep inside where you need to go climbing the iron stairs and then to a narrow gauge, some meditations halls used by Buddhist monks and a feeling of walking through an underground river channel. The walk is arduous and the heat literally takes every ounce of water from the body but the natural formations, the intricately cut limestone walls as water took its turns, the play of lights as they fell on different surfaces, the hanging formations giving it some Disney touch and then the entire feeling of stepping into such unknown world; lights up your soul and you instantly feel a connection between yourself and this other world.

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Patalganga in Belum caves

One look back at what I had been to and a shot of the imposing Buddha statue and then back on road to Gandikota, passing through the desolate roads with the famous kurnool black tiles and few tractors splashing sand on one side and velvet green paddy fields on the other, before everything changed to an untouched, unmeddled with landscape – flat, arid and sad.

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Enroute to Gandikota

Gandikota (gandi means gorge and kota is the word for fort) is ruins of a fort built around 11th century, by a Chalukya king. They say it was impassable, well protected by the surrounding hills and deep valley and certainly the gorges in the Pennar River. There are two beautiful temples there, one of them built in Vijayanagar style architecture and still somewhat intact. But it wasn’t the temple or the ruins I was interested in. I had come all this way on opposite end of the Belum caves, a distance of 40 Kms which took more than two hours, driving on flat, muddy lands with nothing on each side of the road except for some thorny shrubs for miles and some scattered water pools, for something much more than centuries old fort.

We walked around the small fort through the ruins, ignoring the pigeon towers, capturing the view of the barren dry red land, to find the canyon. Further up the temple, something seemed hidden behind the huge cliffs. In a hope of finding the Great Canyon of India, I ignored the temple, walked further, only to be left amazed. It was that couple of hundreds tall tower, standing on the banks of the river that hid the view I had come for. It was bit difficult to climb through rocks to reach the right edge of the rocks to get a good grand look of something I had travelled so far for. It was helluva scary, but down was a view worth all pains. I gleefully smiled at the Columbus in me, before me were the Grand canyons of India. Deep gorges spread for miles, with the Pennar River snaking through it; just like the Colorado River images that have mesmerized me since childhood. This was a canyon on Indian soil, not be as big as the Grand Canyons, but it was majestic. And the view of the gorges, that cannot be put in words or captured in photographs, it is an experience, moments to live and itch in the memory lanes – the whole climbing the rocks moment for a perfect view, facing the strong chilly breeze hitting your face and the feeling of nobody watching you and you in the middle of a sweet story plot nature wrote, ah even a poet would fail to describe the emotions. (I couldn’t take pics as my camera battery died then)

That one hour spent in the desolateness of Gandikota, the light air, the light feeling, I almost felt like growing wings and take a flight over this intricately fashioned geographical feature. Wish I could do that, flying over the greens, riding into the sunset, drink the melting shades in the sky or colour myself in those colours to become an inseparable part of this landscape: might be a shade between the sinking blue and orange of the sky and the drunken green of the water below.

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Yaganti Uma Maheshwara temple_Kurnool

We left the scene for another drive to Yaganti Uma Maheshwara temple, our last stop. The temple has some history and dusts off some science too. This temple was constructed by King Harihara Bukka Rayalu of the Sangama Dynasty of the Vijayanagara Empire in the 15th century. It was built according to vaishnaviate traditions. It is said that sage Agastya wanted to develop a temple of Lord Venketeshwara on this site, but the statue couldn’t be stalled. Hence he performed a penance for Lord Shiva and urged him to settle here with Goddess Parvati in a single stone, which the lord obliged. Now the science part – it is believed that the Nandi idol (bullock of Lord Shiva) is continuously growing. Scientific estimates by Archaeological Survey of India put it at a growth rate of 1 inch every 20 years. The temple staff had to remove one of the pillars as the nandi size increased. Something in the stone material, but it does invite much religious interest.

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Yaganti temple from top

Well the temple itself looks like a scene taken from a fantasy movie, surrounded with towering hillocks, deep caves on the hillocks, amidst deep forest. Though only around 15 kms from the town of Banaganapalle the drive is through desolate lands wearing a rustic hue. On your way to Yaganti, do halt at a summer palace of the rulers of Kurnool. Though it maybe crumbling from inside, the exteriors of this imposing structure, constructed with the locally-available stone, has withstood the ravages of time and is still in impressive shape.  If a cubicle dweller person in you seeks some silence and a thought of unwinding from the digitally driven today’s world, this is one place – away from all chaos, you might be the only one there but take me, that won’t diminish the beauty of the place and the connection you will feel up on the hillock, looking at this amazingly designed structure.

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The ever growing Nandi

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Fast facts: Kurnool is about 200 kms from Hyderabad and has good connectivity with Hyderabad. It is connected to all major cities via rail network. The APTDC hotel chain Haritha hotels is a good place to stay, apart from Kurnool, they have a dormitory in Belum caves and a hotel in Gandikota too to stay.

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Opening at Belum caves_Kurnool

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11 thoughts on “My ‘earthly’ experience: Kurnool escapade

  1. Lovely write up. Enjoyed reading this one.
    I have read about Gandikota earlier too. I’m not sure if this is similar to the canyons near Kota, Rajasthan on river Chambal since I haven’t seen both. You must check out this place called Garadia Mahadev. It’s been extensively advertised in Rajasthan Tourism adverts. I have also written about it in my blog.

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    • I’ve read about Garadia Mahadev, haven’t been there yet. And rightly said Chambal also has great canyons, infact a trip across Bundelkhand on the so called badlands is super exciting and good to revive some old geography lessons. Shame that the Govt hasn’t been able to develop these for tourism.

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