Wednesday, September 10, 2008

golkondafort



Golconda is more than just the Fort; it's a little city in itself. Enter the huge iron gates, rusted in place for centuries, and you'll discover a community with its own schools, cafes and wedding halls. This was, after all, theGolconda is more than just the Fort; it's a little city in itself. Enter the huge iron gates, rusted in place for centuries, and you'll discover a community with its own schools, cafes and wedding halls. This was, after all, the original kingdom before Hyderabad. And where a shepherd boy once found a magic idol, there now stands a crumbling fort
.Once you reach the gates of the Fort, you'll find yourself propositioned by tourist guides who are full of old, fascinating stories, most of which are pure bullshit. But indulge them, and you're poorer by Rs. 250 (Fixed Rate, No Bargaining) and full of some quite plausible tales.A typical tour of the Fort starts with clapping your hands in the Grand Portico, walking up around 300 steps, and stopping on the way to squint around in prison cells and peer down ancient wells that are now choked with the garbage of a million indifferent tourists.
As you make your way up to the Durbar Hall, almost a kilometer away from the Portico and where that earlier clap resounds, you'll chance upon some sweeping views of the city.A few things everyone will tell you about the Golconda - acoustics, diamonds, secret passages. The first refers to the design of the Fort, which served an important function in days before the intercom.
The second detail is mentioned with some wistfulness for a time when Golconda's diamond mines were the only ones in the world. Legendary rocks like the Kohinoor and the Jacob have been unearthed here.The third and most intriguing issue of the secret passages is nothing more than a good story, because even if these rumored routes to the Charminar existed, the authorities have now walled up any seemingly furtive pathways to avoid accidents or mischief.Speaking of mischief, vandalism and a my-father-what-go attitude covers every last bit of the Fort today.
People either litter indiscriminately or hack their names on the beautiful old walls. The Durbar Hall, situated on top of a small hillock, bears the full brunt of this cruelty.Everyone, including the guides, knows the extent of damage, but they won't be bothered to do anything.
They'd rather sell you chips and soft drinks, so that you'll have something to munch on as you strain desperately to catch a glimpse of the Charminar from the terrace of the Durbar Hall. This Hall was where the royal couple held court with the commoners, and is the last stop on your tour after the rock-hewn Kali temple.before Hyderabad. And where a shepherd boy once found a magic idol, there now stands a crumbling fort.
Once you reach the gates of the Fort, you'll find yourself propositioned by tourist guides who are full of old, fascinating stories, most of which are pure bullshit. But indulge them, and you're poorer by Rs. 250 (Fixed Rate, No Bargaining) and full of some quite plausible tales.

A typical tour of the Fort starts with clapping your hands in the Grand Portico, walking up around 300 steps, and stopping on the way to squint around in prison cells and peer down ancient wells that are now choked with the garbage of a million indifferent tourists. As you make your way up to the Durbar Hall, almost a kilometer away from the Portico and where that earlier clap resounds, you'll chance upon some sweeping views of the city.
A few things everyone will tell you about the Golconda - acoustics, diamonds, secret passages. The first refers to the design of the Fort, which served an important function in days before the intercom. The second detail is mentioned with some wistfulness for a time when Golconda's diamond mines were the only ones in the world.
Legendary rocks like the Kohinoor and the Jacob have been unearthed here.The third and most intriguing issue of the secret passages is nothing more than a good story, because even if these rumored routes to the Charminar existed, the authorities have now walled up any seemingly furtive pathways to avoid accidents or mischief.Speaking of mischief, vandalism and a my-father-what-go attitude covers every last bit of the Fort today.
People either litter indiscriminately or hack their names on the beautiful old walls. The Durbar Hall, situated on top of a small hillock, bears the full brunt of this cruelty.Everyone, including the guides, knows the extent of damage, but they won't be bothered to do anything. They'd rather sell you chips and soft drinks, so that you'll have something to munch on as you strain desperately to catch a glimpse of the Charminar from the terrace of the Durbar Hall.
This Hall was where the royal couple held court with the commoners, and is the last stop on your tour after the rock-hewn Kali temple.

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