Saturday, 30 May 2015

OZORA – The psychedelic Tribal Gathering. Welcome to Paradise… Welcome to my World.


This festival lives up to the theme in its true spirit. The era of back to basics into the wild can only give an experience of a lifetime. The most striking part of this festival is it's ability to instantly make you fall in love. And if you don’t, I still love you J. Ultimately you get to stay in this ‘like lost fascinating world’ with lots of music, hippies, meditation, performances, art, food, activities.. to dance, to laugh, to love, and to live.  It was an experience I could never explain neither forget.

The festival was spread in acres of land over a lush green valley with open wooden showers. Imagine bathing under the trees and the sun in ice cold water. Your skin glows with its rays. The area spoils you with camping space. All and us camped with our campervans, tents, sleeping bags, blankets and made a home away from home by setting up a patio, garden, inflatable pool and kitchen. Lots of sunflower in my garden I must say. Come on..You live there for 5 days and sometimes more. It took us around 20 mins to walk from the place where we camped to the nearest music stage. Storm will come every day with lots of lightening, clouds, wind, rain and mud. But nothing can stop you. Slowly, you build a connect with everyone and everything in the festival. You spend your days resolving the bigger questions in life i.e. the direction of the wind while cooking, time of the storm and filling up before that, distance to various amenity points etc. 

The Ozorian Prophet, a daily newspaper was the only source of information available around. It had everything you wanted to know about OZORA which seemed to be like your life at the time.  Loved the paper.

Main stage, a place for trance lovers, a place I can spend my life dancing. Music, mud, dance, colours and smiles is all I can remember. I am still smiling.. Your heart follows your steps through the high frequency beats. Dance and smile, dance and smile, dance and smile till you reach a point when the stage takes an hour break from the music and you still find yourself dancing and smiling.

Chill out stage had more relaxing yogi music. We spent most of our zombie time eating and napping here. The breeze and the sand makes it a perfect place to sleep.  Music heals you here to go back to it again.

Pumpui was literally a huge tent with beats slower than the main stage but faster than the chill out stage. Lots of trees, straw and shade around. Music was closest to food and alcohol in here. It was a rest point for me between my campsite and main stage. I did all my poi practice here.. I am getting better.

Circus was the stage for everyone who wanted to perform. Fire shows, theater, dance, puppetry - you name it and it was there. It might not gain many brownie points for the presentation but was definitely worth your time for the effort. I was thoroughly entertained. Let’s go to the circus baby.. Its 20:00 already.. we will get late.. walk fast.. finally we are here on time.. lie down like a king and enjoy the goodness.

Magic Garden, a huge area comprising of Dragon Nest, Chambok house, Wheel of wisdom, Haven, Pyramid, Dragon arora and a few more. There was an official entrance to this garden (which was not really a garden) that had a little hut with magic garden written on it. There were so many little things like carvings on the trees, patterns and designs made out of stone, wood, stick, rope, colours etc, wooden bridge made in a shape of dragon face for no real reason, psychedelic paintings at the most random places you won’t notice otherwise and the huge wooden man. Such attention to details. Efforts of so many people to give something back to the festival over years have made this place like heaven. And you are always welcome to add your edition in this creative world.

Dragon Nest was one of my favorites. So much to do in such little time. The huts were made in the way that formed a dragon nest. Learning different types of massages, henna, information of universe and alignment, games, painting, cooking, pottery, wood carving, clay designs, body paints, glass designs was learning at a different level. Instrumental music was mostly played here with few performances every once in a while. We drank water from the taps around and it seemed more fresh than the distilled water.

Chambok House was the meditation centre. Lectures and documentaries on healing, calligraphy, psychedelic culture, sacral geometry, permaculture  were held here. Shoes not allowed inside, and silence to the extent that the place used to eco.

Wheel of Wisdom was like an arena that had concentric circles and lines made up of wood and stones symbolising the alignment of universe and human. There was a open area around it explaining the native American and Indian wheel rituals. Learning little history and beliefs is always fascinating.

Haven was a treatment centre. Name a message type and it was here. Thai, ma-uri, ayurveda, aroma, acupressure, cupping was a bliss to learn. Of course you can get massages while learning as long as you don’t get too greedy. And indeed even a quick massage will do wonders after dancing for hours.

Labyrinth was the best place to get lost. This maze was on top of a hill in the middle of corn fields. With the bushes growing taller than you and fresh corns hanging all around, your only hope was the sound of people talking from the centre of the maze. We did manage to reach the centre from where there were 7 ways out. There were lot of maze and marble games to play in the centre and the way.  Playing the drums made up of tins did give me the feel of a musician.

Restaurants or rather shacks had cold beer, water and so much to drink and eat. Food was everywhere from every part of the world. Tibetan food in Hungary was hard to believe for me but as I said, you name it… you have it.

Flee market was the little shopping bliss in the area. They had all the junky stuff one could imagine. They were selling so many things from India.. so beautiful and gypsy. 500 mts of straight mud road with shops on both sides and so many junkie things to explore was an experience money can’t buy.

Other facilities included a 24/7 Cigarette shop, medical centre, and any other help you might look for. 

Welcome to Paradise… Welcome to my World.

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