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Someswara Gudi and Shalmala Ugamastala, Dharwad

Someswaragudi, A 12th century temple dedicated to Lord Shiva.


Since the temple sees regular maintenance- repairs and whitewash -it does not seem ancient. Once you step across the threshold and doorway, you'll notice the interior is still stone finish.


The Swami who performs pooja told me that the Shivalingu is a natural formation and not man-made.


Basavanna with jewelry around it's neck.


The raised foreleg is unique ...I've not seen this in any of the other Basavannas.


The columns are typical Chalukya style. They seem incomplete.


As you see the shikhara is a stepped pyramid.


This smaller structure is a Anjaneya temple.


A Bilva Patri tree


and a Banni Tree.


The temple is situated in a shallow valley. These hills... the hill range marks the border between the Bayaluseeme (plains) and Malanadu (hilly region).


The lake is generally known as Someswara Keri. About 25% of the water surface is covered with lotus plants.


A stone's throw from Someswara Gudi is the birth place of river Shalmala. Presently the river does not flow. There just a pond and a temple.


Shivalingu and the temple caretaker.


People, with a belief to wash away their problems, come here to take bath in the holy water and offer prayers at the temple.


Like any other Shiva Temple, there's a Bilva Patri tree with couple of ancient sculptures.




The pond water overflows in a trickle, flows about 40 feet ...gets absorbed back into the earth.



Few years back this valley was a silent place, away from the hustle-bustle of the city. Like any other city, Dharwad is growing rapidly ...swallowing it's surrounding hills, lakes, farm land and villages. :(

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Train journey Delhi to Dharwad

New Delhi, 1978 summer. Annual exams over and our vacation was planned. Mom, Dipi and I traveling in KK Express to Dharwad, a 48 hour journey in those days. Half-way through the journey I got fever. Within hours it was bad and was getting worse. I could not remember much about the journey… it seems that I was talking a lot which made no sense. Looks like I was hallucinating… the train we were traveling entered a skull cave just like the one in Phantom comics. Actually, railway tracks passed through few tunnels. …somewhere the train crashed into another train coming in the opposite direction and our bogie brushed against a bogie of the other train and few British soldiers were tangled and crushed between the bogies and I was screaming “serves them right”. I never liked British people for what they had done to the people of India. I do not remember rest of the journey. Mom told me that I talked more and more and she was scared.

I woke up in German Hospital at Dharwad. When they brought me here, it seems, I was in real bad shape and had put me on drips immediately. Typhoid! Mom had to spend a fortnight at the hospital with me. Mom recalls how she cried till I was admitted to the hospital… Mom’s Love.

One of my cousins was there, right next door, down with jaundice.

I visited the hospital sometime 2006 or 2007 to see my grandfather. Guess what? It was the same ward where I was almost 30 years back. Even now, German Hospital is one of the best hospitals in Dharwad. No frills, no glamor. Simple, neat and clean.

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