Starry Nights on a North India Tour: A Journey of Cosmic Exploration

Starry Nights on a North India Tour: A Journey of Cosmic Exploration

This was a journey of exploration. We were all bound together by our shared curiosity about the cosmic world. Our heads were constantly tilted upward, gazing at the stars. However, our true focus was the search within ourselves. Tagore eloquently captured this emotion in poem number 38 from Gitanjali.

"THAT I WANT thee, only thee-let my heart repeat without end. All desires that distract me, day and night, are false and empty to the core.

As the night keeps hidden in its gloom the petition for light, even thus in the depth of my unconsciousness rings the cry-I want thee, only thee.

As the storm still seeks its end In peace when it strikes against peace with all its might, even thus my rebellion strikes against thy love and still its cry is-I want thee, only thee." 

The trip was definitely arranged with great care and attention. A lot of hard work went into ensuring that those passionate about astronomy would have the opportunity to witness serious astronomical instruments. This was something that amateur astronomers often spoke about but rarely got to experience firsthand – to touch and feel the sheer size and capability of these instruments.

Most of these installations were government-owned, surrounded by high security. Access would not granted on personal motivation alone, and they were not open for commercial tourism. As , it is becoming increasingly evident that outer space and astronomy were playing pivotal roles in the defense sector.

The collective heritage of scientific advancement was awe-inspiring. Each instrument was a product of countless small innovations, enabling us to unravel secrets millions and billions of miles away. It all was science at its most ingenious, a result of centuries of dedicated observations and the relentless curiosity of humanity about what lies beyond. 

Patriotism and the pride of national advancement permeated every institution. They stood at the forefront of science and technology, a stark contrast to a nation that not long ago was under colonial subjugation, grappling with widespread poverty. The determination to improve living conditions and share knowledge with the world had elevated us to this esteemed position, a sentiment palpable in these institutions.

Behind the glamour of outer space exploration lay the harsh realities faced by scientists. They required proper nutrition and were often called upon for strenuous, all-night observations, especially on clear nights.

We encountered individuals like Mr. Chopra at the Udaipur solar observatory, diligently ensuring the dome's alignment with the telescope. While a modern electronic hydraulic system would have cost a fortune, Mr. Chopra's contribution was both humane and essential.

Among  them were young, bright scientists who had conquered some of the most challenging qualifying exams. They chose to work with institutes like ISRO, leading the charge in space science and technology in India. We glimpsed the struggles they faced in finding their true calling, like Mr. Upadhaye, now merrily assembling instruments to measure the sun's various properties in Udaipur.

Names like Mr. Gaurav , Mr. Ashirwad and Mr Agaarwal stood out as deeply scientific individuals who understood the enthusiasm of amateur astronomers. They generously devoted their time and unwavering attention, patiently fielding questions that might have seemed trivial but were met with enthusiasm and thorough answers.

Magic unfolded not just in our minds, sparked by giant instruments and intricate hydraulics, but within our diverse group. We hailed from different backgrounds, age groups, and motivations. Yet, we converged on the platform of astronomy, not only to exchange scientific insights but also to understand one another and forge connections that would endure on Earth.

Some of us were deeply entrenched in our careers, while others had drifted through life, now using astronomy as a bridge to self-discovery. There were even those with minimal interest in astronomy, present as support for their loved ones. The bouquet of personalities was astonishing, and over seven days of adventure, the most beautiful of connections blossomed.

For all of us, space became a cathartic canvas where our individual expressions found resonance in each other's quality. We learned, even when we encountered things we didn't particularly like. Still, we persevered in our observations.

Looking at the cosmos, I felt a twinge of embarrassment in this age of instant gratification and conspicuous consumption. Nevertheless, I knew I was facing in the right direction. The unadorned travel, often not associated with holidays, played a significant role in maintaining balance. The rigorous routine made even basic creature comforts feel like luxuries. Amidst the search, we discovered a little more of ourselves.

Bhanu Srivastava