During a visit to Pune last year, I had an opportunity to spend a couple of weekends exploring the drivable destinations with my band of brothers, sisters and some amazing people I now call friends. Although I have been to Pune a couple of times before but this was my first exploratory sojourn into western ghats. What I love about Pune is that no weekend can be dull – lakes, treks, drives, beaches, picnics – nothing is beyond reach.


Mulshi was our day-trip the day we landed in Pune since we could not wait anymore to get out and drench ourselves in the amazing greens around Pune. From Baner where we were staying, we took the Sus road from Pashan and drove by the Mula river up until the Tamahini Ghats. Mulshi Lake, on Tamahini Ghats is a quick escape from rush of Pune. We watched the waters turn shades when clouds flirted with the mountains.


While on the way to Mulshi lake, just as we were nearing Mula river bridge on Sus road we were seduced by a fresh green expanse of undulating landscape. We could not stop ourselves and decided to spend some time here. We discovered pizza tastes great when combined with roadside greens and erratic rain showers.


While the sun kept on playing hide-n-seek, the showers drenched us every now and then. After the dry and hot Delhi, this was a welcome respite.



Panchgani is a famous hill station in Satara disctrict and is known for its flat lands called table tops and boarding schools. It was our sojourn for the next day. Headed out in the direction of Panchgani we crossed Khambatki Ghat which begins on Surur-Pune Road.


Moving further we crossed Wai which is known for Mapro Gardens. After this every time I will see a bottle of Mapro squashes in the inviting racks of the multibrand stores in my city I will think of the beautiful green expanses which are home to Mapro.


We visited different table-top lands around Panchgani, incessantly posing, driving, riding, play. No desire should be left unfulfilled!





The sight of silvery rebellion of water as it cascades down the mountain face purges the soul in an unknown manner. The sight, the roar, the mist all create a mystical experience. Lucky for us, waterfalls are aplenty during monsoon.





No matter what age, place or time, it is absolute fun when we are with our siblings and we can escape into the careless and fickle abandon of our childhood, when we are guided by nothing but our whims and chase each fancy that can strike.

Much Love.

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