Hidden as a little part of England in India: the Hosur revelation

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It sure occurs as a specific assertion of identity to have a name of one’s own or even better, make one’s identity out of the string of letters that merely eke for out its place in unique singularity. And yet there still rests a peculiar charm in finding one’s appeal instead along the play of references and the similes, or more aptly in striking similarity as well, without for once having to squander still that individual identity of which one is in and by their very defining. Whether it be any entity along the iconic play of the name, place, animal, thing or just about any other existence, and particularly the ones ‘parlaying’ their essence upon a proper noun of their own moving from the common noun characterising of their kind, this drawing at times of a parallel of them with other worldly or even otherworldly existences speak in their sounding of a resonance out of which entails a different altogether assertion of shared uniqueness that while might be ironical indeed in its very evocation as an idea tends to dwell however in more ‘validating’ a feeling of it. For indeed there isn’t anything quite like bonding over similar interests, whether those be the ones harboured by us or instead occur within us as part of our very nature, this lineage in the likenesses furthers effectively ties of commonalities.

Sometimes physical in their manifestation, at other times more intertwined in the inner realms of our being are such similarities that make for such epithets and nicknames and sobriquets suggestive of that very trait in sharing. And while humans and animals vibing across such weirdly comforting discoveries in resemblance are common assertions of this kind, it still are places like towns and cities and countries and nations that emerge as the most popular of such bynaming conventions. Striking a chord across all natives of either locale strikingly similar to each other to encompass indeed very evident trails of the identity of one another in their popular description, these places conjuring of twin or even multiple strands of the character of each other into themselves allure in a special assertion of their non unidimensionality. Because much like in our ditching of the convenient multilinear term for a more fancy but made up still conveyance of the same connotation, there exists indeed a gratifying feeling in eliciting a singular place for oneself even along all these parallel runs of the universe.

Inciting us to embark on this discourse of shared identities is the similarly dual status entailing to an Indian city from the southern part of the country. Even more striking though is the revealing in knowingness of this industrial city, deriving as it does its popular mention as the enchanting expanse of what it is essentially not from another global city or state but in fact from an entire nation of distinction! Exalted in immense measure of its existence as the Little England of India is this quiet and quaint indeed city seated in the state of Tamil Nadu, just a few kilometers away from another namesake town, the namesake though asserting the congruency of its nature in again the epithetic evocation of either. As an easy, breezy town in essence, in going about its day to day business and way of life despite the prominent industrial stature and nature of it, the quiet nestling of Hosur in the Karnataka- Tamil Nadu border is a coming together of such elements of the world that celebrate the pleasure in simplicity even when being steeped still in very distinctive facets of its exploration. Known for its export of the most beautiful, exotic roses to equally pretty and exotic parts of the world, yet relatively unknown across its geographical identity in existence, Hosur manifests itself as a land of intriguing contrasts across its dimensional existence in multifacetedness. Legendary almost in its more than 2000 year old history that has bestowed it with considerable distinction in touristry interest while being buoyant in being a present day top industrial hub of India, Hosur is as captivating a discovery in diversity as it can possibly be. And with its locational proximity to the uniquely immersive city of Bangalore, this city of myriad claims definitely counts as an expanse of exquisite harbouring of such charms festooned indeed in its more than maverick meanderings across the realms of both natural beauty and industrial grandeur.

But what makes Hosur the ultimate destination in enchantingness is indeed the glory endowed upon it entailing out of the epithet that describes in, even when not in singularity. As the Little England of India, a title it shares with the neighbouring town of Thally as well as with the Kolar Gold Fields in Karnataka, Hosur is instantly alluring in the mention of its very name. Sprawling across the anyway pristine facades of what sum up the entire southern expanse of the country, at an elevation close to 3000 feet above sea level, the climate of Hosur is a pleasantly ambient assertion of its equally ambivalent dwelling in beauty. And it is this particular attribute defining its existence that earned it its remarkable epithet, conjuring as it did a feel of the similar climatic characterisations of the country of England that once ruled over India. Fascinated therefore immensely by this soothing haven in discovery that invoked nostalgia among the British pertaining to their very homeland, Hosur came to take upon itself this identity availing out of a place thousands of kilometers away from it in physically but scouting out similar precepts in scenic beauty. Not just this distinction of its being though, the locational elevation of Hosur is also what makes it an ideal climatic paradise for the exotic prettiness of the rose to unfurl in all its supreme glory. Across such resplendence of its existence in numerous aspects of what makes it a rare phenomenon in exploration, Hosur truly is a world of remarkable diversities blooming within one. No wonder this place of all distinction has by virtue of its serendipitous similarity eked out for itself a status in such exaltation that equates it indeed to the stunningly scenic fore of what sums up the magical almost might of England.

Even beyond the English link though, Hosur presents itself as as touristically worthy a destination to travel to whether it be for its exclusive residing in an all season salubrity or instead across the treading of its many a places of religious, cultural and historical importance. But even here the unmistakable essence of England manifests indeed in the very identity of Hosur, expressing from across the grand ruins of what asserts as the once mighty Kenilworth Fort, not just named but also built to resemble the Kenilworth Castle otherwise located in the namesake English town. Continuing with the distinctive status of just about everything that accrues to Hosur on account of its British drawings or even otherwise is this fort steeped in the aura of love over the heritage of history, built as it was by an Englishman Mr. Brett for his Scottish wife that though finds recognition also as Brett’s Folly, perhaps on account of the fact that the couple never ended up living in their castle of love. Whatever that might be though, Kenilworth Fort still is significant an architectural specimen of Hosur, as probably the only fort in India built to resemble an English castle and standout therefore in its definite Scottish presence across Indian settings and commands a special status indeed in every splendid spree of sightseeing.

Heavenly in its serene presence amidst immense beauty, Hosur takes equal interest in offering the other interpretation of divinity across its treading. With the ancient Chandra Choodeshwar Temple characterising its being from atop a hill as not just a literal route to heaven but also offering a panoramic view of the entire flamboyance of the Hosur assertion, the very evident streaks of the religious vibe penetrates deep into the essence of a city varied beyond measure. Equally offering an experience in vibrant distinction is the Maa Pratyangira Kalika Alayam or the Pratyangira Temple worshipping a deity who asserts indeed her powerful presence as a goddess with a male lion’s face and a female human body representing the union of Shiva and Shakti. As a stupendous structure in presentation that which immediately lays bare the immense power of divinity that flows therein, this is another Hosur attraction that is sure to leave anyone awestruck.

Another place of interest that Hosur holds in deep esteem of its historic past is the Rajaji Memorial housed in the nearby village of Thorapalli. The birthplace of the last Governor General of India Chakravarti Rajagopalachari or Rajaji, the namesake memorial serves as a fascinating stop for those interested in great happenings and greater personalities of the times wrapped up in the glorious echelons of history. Otherwise though, for ardent pursuers of the beauty of nature itself, Hosur has more than enough rose gardens bursting forth in a profusion of the flower’s universal magnificence, in such shapes and sizes and types of them that is sure to drive anyone to utterly fancy the very fancies of love. The other routes warranting as enriching an unwinding experience along the alleys of the natural resplendence across the radiant extent of Hosur are equally worthy prospects to scout out- whether it be the Ecological Park and Walker’s Lake or instead the other Little England close- by’s namesake Thally Garden and Lake or even the little further away hill stationey charm of Bettamugilalam evoking a notion of beauty through the very literal translation of its name as being the place where the hill meets the clouds, Hosur surely is an abiding expanse of hearty reach. And to believe that one could encounter the sheer drama of the English landscape in this very Indian place of humble happiness sure is what makes the experience all the more fitting of this fanning of foreign flair.