Saturday, 15 September 2012

Into the Heart of Rajasthan

Early in the morning I headed out for Ranakpur. A cup of tea en-route took away all my inactiveness. Far from the hustle bustle of the city, the rural regalia of the place was enchanting. Surrounded by hills, Ranakpur was cooler as compared to other of the cities of Rajasthan.

Evenings were extremely pleasurable here. The Ranakpur Jain Temple is the major draw for the tourists here. Built in white marble, the temple was probably the most spectacular structure I had seen till date. I was impressed to see the exterior of the temple whose charm could bowl over even the most seasoned traveller. I walked up the stairs and believe me when I say that the interiors were irresistibly splendid.

Over 1400 pillars in white marble dot the interiors of the massive temple. What was even more amazing was the fact that every marble pillar was carved unlike the other. These carvings were so unique and so beautiful. Words fall short to describe its matchless glory and photographs are not enough to display its splendour. It is purely white everywhere with sun rays entering in through spaces and settling gingerly over the gleaming floor. The temple was magnetic enough to allow a visitor sit and keep looking for hours, I bet.

Tuesday, 11 September 2012

Redefining Journey...Explore Something More Than Pink


Khimsar was left miles behind, but the sands are unaffected of borders. I stepped in Pokhran, the renowned spot for Nuclear Experiments and was welcomed with full “warmth” by the desert. The sun was about to set down when I arrived Pokhran, so atmosphere was not too warm but I knew it was going to be cold in night. Pokhran is located around 112 km. from the main Jaisalmer city. I remember the telecast of extreme Nuclear tests/explosions of May 1974 and May 1998 on television which drew international attention towards this small town. The town falls in the midway of triangular route between Jaisalmer, Jodhpur and Bikaner. I stayed in a guest house in the night and enjoyed the traditional teekha & chatpata (spicy) Rajasthani food. The local people in the guest house told me about the legendary tale behind the formation of these deserts. According to the myths, Lord Rama once wished to dry up the ocean of Sri Lanka to get a way to reach there. But when the king of that ocean prayed him for not to do so, Rama fired his arrow into river Saraswati which flowed here. The river dried up by the heat of the arrow and the place turned to a barren desert.