Long long ago, the Great King Alexander came to the Indus Valley to conquer it. From Indus to Beas, he spread his kingdom before turning back. He went home but left behind a few of his clansmen who settled in Ladakh. These men made this their home and lived a peaceful life in the Indus Valley. Unknown to many, they still live on as the last Aryan village in India. You can find them at Dahanu or the Dah Hanu Villages in Ladakh.
Lost treasures, Lost kingdoms and in this case a lost village and tribe. How could I not visit this, especially since I discovered that it is ahead of Alchi, close to Kargil. With my Ladakh Inner Line Permit in hand, I went ahead to meet the inhabitants of the Last Aryan Village. Questions filled my mind – Did they still have any relics of Alexander? How old was the oldest person? Did they practice their ancient traditions? How many people were there? And so much more. Answers to these lie in my visit to the Dahanu Village in Ladakh.
The Last Aryan Village in Ladakh
There is actually a cluster of 5 villages close to the Indo-Pak border in Ladakh. Dahanu actually represents two of these villages – Dah and Hanu. It is possible to visit the Aryan tribes only in these two villages. The rest of them – Sanit, Bheema, and Garkon are actually out of bounds. The Aryan race here is referred to as Brokpa or Dards.
Tall (6 feet and over), fair skinned, high cheekbones and light eyes – these I was told were the key features of the Indo-Aryan Brokpa tribes. Some of them are said to have blond hair too. They say that these are still preserved over generations as the Brokpa community married amongst themselves. The few Aryans that I met during the Naropa festival did not really strike me as typical. I waited to see for myself whether I could see the ancestorial traits of Alexander.
Getting to Dahanu Villages in Ladakh
The journey to Dahanu village was quite a long one from Leh. Going past the Alchi monastery, we followed the flow of Indus towards Pakistan. The mountain desert landscapes that accompanied the river kept the shutterbug in me going. I would have loved to hang out of my window as I had done in my previous Ladakh trip, but the chill in the air was quite formidable. (It was -1 degree that morning). Except for that one quick breakfast stop at Khaltse, we kept going till we arrived at what seemed to be single home in a no-mans land.
My last Ladakh trip took me through a different part of this area. It was from Delhi to Leh and Back. Check out what it was like and the route that you need to take if you are planning a Delhi-Leh road trip.
“We have come to Dah Village” – announced our driver. Surprised at the single home, I looked at him. He pointed to another home far below and said “That is where the other homes are. The car cannot go there, so you will need to walk it down“.
Meeting our first resident of Dah Village
With no one in sight but just a small home far below, we had no option but to embark on the zigzag trek downhill. To be honest, I expected a cluster of homes buzzing with activity – similar to the other villages that I had seen. Possibly like the Corn Village of Uttarakhand. However, this was quite remote. As we approached the lone home, we met our first resident Aryan.
He responded with his toothless grin to my Ladakhi greeting “Julley” and then, the conversation turned alien. He spoke only in the Brokpa Language called Brokskat or Minaro. Gesture language being universal, I managed to understand that his home was down by the stream and there was one more home just a little ahead. Using the same language, I sought his permission to click a picture for which he gave the cutest camera shy smile. 🙂
Chat over the Apricots
We walked on towards the first house, where two Aryan ladies were sorting out dried apricots. The older one broke into a smile when she saw us and offered us some of those Apricots. A perfect ice-breaker as we begun our chat with her. She wasn’t very comfortable with Hindi but was able to reply back in bits and pieces.
The lady had left her entire life in that village. She was beginning to get used to visitors of late, people from Leh who came to witness their dance. The furthest that she had been to was to Khaltse. She told us that her kids were on the farm while the children around the village were at school. She pointed out to the place where our bus had dropped us to indicate the location of the school. It was while talking to her, that I met Sonam Tundup – who became our official source of the tale of the lost Aryan village of Dah Hanu.
Brokpa Food & Life
Sonam Tundup is an Aryan farmer in Dah village. A true Aryan – as he proclaimed, his forefathers – including great grandfather are from the Dahanu Valley. Speaking fluent Hindi, he told us all that we wanted to know about their life in Dah. The population of the Aryan villages – all five included would not exceed 1000. There was one leader or sarpanch of all these villages. This particular village had around 100 odd men and 75 women. Most people around the villages know each other pretty well as they tend to marry within themselves.
It is a norm to only marry an Aryan as they believe in racial purity, However, with education creeping in and doors opening out to the youngsters, a lot of the newer lot have married outside. They are not easily accepted back into the village and hence, have made homes in places like Leh. Polygamy or multiple marriages are very common.
I had heard rumors about how German women came to the Dahanu villages to conceive – all in a bid to get a pure Aryan bloodline. Curious about Pregnancy tourism, we asked Sonam. He smiled and said – “There were some ladies who came but now, they no longer come”. Beyond this, he was quite shy to speak any more.
The typical occupation of the Aryan men is farming – largely apricot. They not only sell apricot in all forms but make apricot jam as well. The farmers also, rear goat, cow and yaks. Their normal food includes Yak milk along with Wheat (referred to as Papa) and vegetables. The newer generation of Aryans has started serving the Indian army and are posted in the nearby camps.
To endure the harsh weather, they used to build stone homes earlier. The toilets were just slabs with a low roof. However, with a little modernization creeping in, they now have regular homes. They have limited electricity and highly depend on solar energy, They also, have a gas connection. Earlier food was cooked on fire hearths, some of which you can still spot around the houses.
Aryan Festivals of Dahanu Village
Earlier the Aryans did stone worship. Sonam mentioned that his forefathers had rituals around those. There are no written accounts or literature documenting those lost years. Over time, the stories around them seemed to have dimmed as the Aryans now follow Buddhism. However, they still have some of their own festivals.
Bonona festival that takes place in September. This is their harvest festival which they celebrate with their traditional dances. The dances were referred to as Devta dances where the performers dress up like God. There are songs for 3 – 4 days after which the festival concludes.
A Brokpa language festival is now celebrated in August. This is done by the authorities to promote the Dah Hanu tourism and is not really an Aryan festival. The villagers prepare well in advance for the festival, where they practice their traditional dances and songs. On the day of the festival, they dress up in their traditional attire and perform at a single place for the visitors who come in from Leh.
Besides these, they have feasts to celebrate weddings and a child’s birth. The Aryan festivals are an occasion for all five villages to come together.
A traditional Aryan attire
Speaking of traditional Aryan attire, Sonam said that they have elaborate headgears. He called them Tepi and said that they are decorated with local flowers that are sewn together. The women wear their hair in long plaits and have long earrings and necklaces. Given the harsh weather, their coats are made of sheepskin and wool. These are brightly colored as they love all that is vibrant.
Escape during the Indo-Pak War
One of the key targets of the Kargil war was the Dahanu village. They had to be evacuated and moved to Khaltse for safety. The army occupied their homes in a bid to protect them from harm. Sonam said that they all volunteered with the army and helped them with their provisions. Minus one death, all of them were safe and alive. The one death was of a lady who refused to move and was killed in a bomb explosion.
Highly recommended read: Kargil war Memorial in Drass
Post the war, the Government helped them with their house repairs and other needs. “Things have been better lately, with the Government setting up a primary school in Dah and an advanced one in Khaltse. Our kids now are getting ready for the modern world.” – declared the man who knew Shahrukh Khan and Rajnikanth. 🙂 With a brief fold of hands, a Thank you and a Julley, we turned back to head home.
A Tea Invitation by the Aryan Lady
I meandered a bit towards the other home where I met another resident. He was in a hurry and hence, I did not indulge in a hearty conversation. However, he did pose for a picture before moving up. I even met a Jawan (Soldier) from the Indian Army in Dah. He was from Bengal but spent time helping these villagers – a thing that I guess all the nearby Army camps do. As I reached the place where the bus dropped us, I met this delightful lady.
Over 70 years old, she gave me the brightest smile ever. She pointed to a large mansion and said she was an Aryan who lived there with her husband. Her kids were all grown up and in Leh. Quite chatty, she invited me for a cup of tea so that she could show her jewelry. Very apologetic about her non-traditional appearance, she said that she had just washed her hair and hence, was not prepared. She said she had just removed her plaits and her long earrings.
I assured her that I would be back some other time for the tea. With her permission, I took her picture which I retained, only after she was satisfied with the shot. I regretted not having had that tea for I know she would have regaled me with many more stories of her master race – the Aryans.
How to visit the Aryan Village in Dahanu, Ladakh?
- The Aryan villages are quite remote and located near the India-Pakistan border. You can get to the Dah Village only by road from Kargil or Leh (165 km). There are plenty of cab services in Leh that you can hire.
- Leh is the closest airport. There are a lot of regular flights to Leh from Delhi and Mumbai.
- You need an Inner Line Permit to visit Dahanu Village. This will need to be shown at Khaltse. You can refer to this Ladakh Travel Guide for information on how to get this Inner Line Permit.
- The villages are quite remote and there is no restaurant or restroomaround. In fact, you will not get any after Khaltse.
- The villagers are very simple people and only a few of them can speak Hindi. Remember to be polite to them and seek their permission before clicking their pictures.
- Apricots are available in plenty and being simple people, they offer you a handful of these to take home. It is only polite to pay them for the crop as this is their livelihood. Sonam offered us bundles and we insisted on paying him. He just charged us INR 200 for half a kg as against 500 that you pay for the same crop in Leh.
- It is a good idea to go around their festival time so that you can witness their traditions in full glory.
- Please be mindful of their personal spaces when clicking their pictures.
- There is a fair amount of trekking you will need to do when you visit Dah Village. Wear flat shoes or trekking shoes for the same.
- It is always cold here. Make sure you are well bundled with a jacket.
- The light for photography can get really harsh here. Make sure you have your white balance and ISO settings geared for it.
- I recommend this as a day trip from Lamayuru or Leh as there are no hotels to stay close by. You could even opt for a Stay in Alchi
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