Pune is famous for its good weather and different tourist attractions of Historic importance, scenic sites, and other activities developed in and around Pune.

In recent years there were few areas which got more attention from travel enthusiastic like Panshet, Khadkawasla, Lonavala etc to name few more. Since now days these area are getting crowded and being commercialized, I personally felt need to find something new which is easy to go and still not being explored and not got commercialized as other places.
And then one fine day I noticed area of Velhe Tahsil is the right choice. This area is full of lakes, Dams, Forts and Hills and ready to become new paradise for tourists like me. and the best part off this area is its good connectivity by “Good” road SH65.
The few attractions among many are,
1. Torna aka Prachandgad Fort
2. Rajgad Fort
3. Madhe Ghat aka Lakshmi Waterfall
4. Sinhgad Fort
5. Panshet Dam
6. Gunjawani Dam
7. Bhatghar Dam
8. Baneshwar temple
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One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls.
A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls.