I started working on a post on my observations and interactions with people of Ladakh. There are so many memorable incidences that I realized it is not going to end in a short post. Here is Part I.
A grandmother and a little girl were part of the family with whom I stayed in Leh. If there was one thing common between the two, it is a toothless smile that warmed our hearts. While grandmother’s smile had a reassuring feel to it, the bubbly little girl charmed us with her innocence. In the two months I spent in Ladakh, I found an abundance of effortless smiles. People smiled at their kith and kin and even strangers unpretentiously and greeted each other with a warm ‘julley’. Sometimes there is such a deep acceptance in their smile that you almost feel part of their family.
The smiles and goodwill were often seen in action too. I was initiated to the tolerance of Ladakhis as soon as I landed in Leh. With no money in the pocket and the ATMs in town not functioning, our cab driver Sirin did not make a fuss but agreed to take his payments next day. The next morning when we headed out to the market to begin our first day at Leh, our host Wangyal did not just give directions, but escorted us half-way through the maze of alleys to ensure that we don’t get lost.
After staying at Wangyal’s guesthouse for good ten days, we even left without making payments and did not have to worry much about leaving our hosts unhappy. We had to check out from the guesthouse before dawn to catch an early morning bus to Nubra Valley. When the attempt to wake up the hosts was not successful, we decided to leave and get to the bus-stop in time. We left a note instead, saying that we are coming back in a week’s time to make payments. I called Wangyal later in the day to apologize, expecting a disgruntled person speaking at the other end. But he seemed least bothered and had no complaints to make.
Later during our journeys in Ladakh, we have always had people helping us in situations of trouble. Even immigrants who lived in Ladakh for a long time have acquired this trait from the locals. Once when our rented bike was punctured and we were looking for help to get it back to Leh, an army officer and a truck driver went out of their way to help us. Another truck driver and his associates worked with us for more than an hour to get our bike started when it gave way mid-way to Pangong Lake. A mechanic who came on the way later pitched in his efforts to ensure that we were back on the road. Without these people, our journeys in Ladakh would have been a lot more difficult.
If there is one thing that catches a traveler’s eye on the first visit to Ladakh, it is the easy-going approach to life that Ladakhis have. You rarely see them complaining or worried about something, even when things go wrong. Rare are the times you see them sullen or fighting with each other. It is not that you never see this happening, I did encounter some one who seemed unhappy with himself and another one who got into a small skirmish with us. But most people are so cheerful that you would like to be in their shoes.
Visitors and anthropologists often associate this attitude to their upbringing, the traditional community life lead by Ladakhis, their religious nature and the harsh terrain they live in. In a typical Ladakhi Village not yet affected by modern living, the family works together and lives together, interacting continuously through the day. Families co-operate with rest of the village get difficult tasks completed, such as building a house or ploughing the farm. Children join the family in these tasks very early in life and learn to take up responsibilities. Buddhism teaches them to be tolerant and compassionate towards everyone. Interestingly, the most demeaning thing in Ladakh is to call someone short tempered!
Ladakh’s cheerful nature is infectious and easily rubs into people visiting the region. No wonder that I long to go back there again.
Must be a beautiful place. I dream since years of going – something always came in between. My cousin spent 5 weeks in 2009 there and came back with similar stories. I really have to find a way to go – btw, your story reminds me of similar experiences I had in Norhtern Laos. What memories – better than any other souvenir one can get!
Indeed it is a beautiful place, Fida. Would love to read the story of your experiences in Laos.
Very nice post Arun! Although human interactions are one of the important aspects of Travel, it is comfortably ignored while retelling the tales. Reminded me how lovely and helpful people were in Ladakh and Chhattisgarh as well. I am guessing this sort of friendly nature can only be seen in less commercialized places from my experience so far.
Yes Neelima. Increased business and competition sometimes changes people. But largely, I have seen people in hilly regions staying friendly despite change in their surroundings.
After my trip, I can never get over some of the people I met there…hardy, easy going, relaxed and always smiling and full of respect