From my trip to Mousuni, for the first time I heard a word Doladanga. After hearing this word I don’t know why this word was working like 'Morichika' in a desert.anyway I didn’t expressed my curiosity about that place . But gradually I became too obsessed with that name as well as the place.
However, in google I started to search about the place, but google made me disappointed because there is no genuine info about that place. At last I called Gopal Paul, founder of Izifiso . Almost 72 hours I asked him silly questions as I am 'BONGO SONTAN'. Thanks to Gopal Paul who gave me a clear view about Doladanga.
Now the thing is that, I thought I might come across with Doladanga with Mousuni group but due to some negative influence people were not going there. But I was very determined so I approached my dad & Mom . They were super excited and agreed to go with me. Immediately I booked train tickets from Irctc. As instructed by Gopal Paul we booked our Reservation till Bankura. It was 144 per head.
For bong tourist, Purulia means Ayodhya hills, Chow dance , Bagmundi hill as well as Bankura means Bishnupur & Susunia hill that’s it but Doladanga !!!!!!!!!where is it ????? 1st question I have faced from our local driver on around 4am in Bankura station. Immediately I called my camp incharge Subrata, then remaining part he managed . I understood that 1st we have to go Manbazar. That place was very known to my driver.
April 6th; we passed through the city of red soil Bankura, google confirmed me weather it is sunny but I felt cold wind. Within few hours we reached to Manbazar through morning picturesque of Bankura.
In manbajar we meet Suman. He helped the driver showing road directions. Gradually we entered to the village area…. gradually roads became muddy & weather became cool.
Finally we entered the village where 9 families lived, name Doladanga. This is in between Purulia & Bankura border. Whole village was covered with dense forest along with Ucaliptas as well as 'Sonajhuri'.
My mom & dad were very excited to see the soil-made home waiting for them & I got smell of wet mud; trees. I felt that I was in the lap of Mother Nature & I am safe here. Suddenly I saw something & thats look like a river but after that I confirmed that, that was flood plain of Kumari river. But it was looking like a river. There were three hammocks which was my Mom’s permanent destination.
After having breakfast (luchi & alur dom) I started to explore the village. I noticed there were particular 9 families. They were from Mudikora tribe. I spent time with them. They were humble & talked with me. Basically they do farming, fishing. Some people were connected with Doladanga tourist spot.