Kolkata Kaleidoscope- Part1


The Victoria Memorial is a museum and tourist destination that was built in the memory of Queen Victoria


The old co-existing with the new

Kolkata (erstwhile Calcutta), the capital of the state of West Bengal is by far the largest city in Eastern India. Once the seat of power of the British Raj, the city today is a potpourri of the old and the modern where underground metro railways exists with electric trams, where air conditioned taxis coexist with hand pulled rickshaws, where Victorian era architecture jostle for your attention in company of swanky new buildings, where global eateries like KFC and Mc Donald’s satiate your hunger along with the roadside stalls selling traditional savories like beguni, phuluri, cholar dal, luchi, kochuri, shingara, deemer devil,rolls, jhaal muri, phuchka and ah the list is endless……


A Kolkata street food that packs a crunch “Deemer Devil”- Boiled egg coated with spiced mashed potato rolled on breadcrumbs and deep fried to a golden brown.

Modernity is slowly but surely overpowering things that bear a testimony to an era gone by, but the city still retains an old world charm.

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The Loyal Sentinel- A Lion statue at the entrance of the Victoria Memorial, one of Kolkata’s most renowned landmarks

In my subsequent few posts and photos, I envisage to bring out the flavors, sights and colors of Kolkata as I encountered and experienced it during my recent visits to the “City of Joy”.


Some of the old buildings in Kolkata are still resplendent outshining even the more modern swanky ones…


But some buildings have borne the brunt of the vagaries of time.


The tussle between the old and the new is on and these three buildings are a symbolic testimony to that.

Expect the unexpected in the city of Kolkata, made famous the world over by virtue of being the headquarters of the Missionaries of Charity and the work place of Mother Teresa (who after her canonization is now known as St Teresa of Calcutta).


House of eminent Bengali playwright Shri Girish Chandra Ghosh that is located right in the middle of a busy road in the Baghbazar area.


Two laborers rest adjacent to an idol of Sri Sri Sharada Ma, wife of the the Bengali sage and philosopher Ramkrishna Paramahansa, so as to emphasize the fact that divinity abodes in the masses.


Africa in Kolkata?? Giraffe statues on the pavement of Baghbazar Street


A man prays at the gates of Balaram Mandir, the house of Balaram Ghosh a disciple of Ramkrishna Paramahansa. The house is now a branch of Ramkrishna Mission.


Kolkata is situated on the banks of River Hooghly, a distributary of River Ganga. A lonely boatman rows back home to the loved ones after a hectic day.

There is no greater love than the love of FOOD and the Kolkatans are Gastronomic Cassanovas to put it mildly. Every nook and corner of the city is filled with gastronomic delights.


A Bengali is incomplete without his plate of rice and fish. In the picture a typical Bengali lunch of shukto, bhaat, daal, aloo bhaja, maach and a chorchori.


Luchi, Kosha Mangsho and Posto Bora at 6 Ballugunge Place, a bunglow that has been converted into a fine dine restaurant specializing in authentic Bengali Cuisine.


The deadly duo-Fish fry with kashundi (mustard)

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Buttered roti and Mutton Masala at Aminia, one of the more famous chain of restaurants in Kolkata that serve Mughlai delicacies


A boiled egg, two pieces of Mutton and a piece of spiced potato and lo you have the unique Special biriyani of Kolkata. Arsalan and Aminia are supposed to be the best biriyani makers of Kolkata.


A roadside eatery selling Aloor torkari, Luchi and bhaja


Chicken cutlets from a roadside stall. These stalls and small shops that dot the Kolkata eating landscape give any of the leading restaurants a run for their money with respect to quality, taste and of course the prices of their items.

After every eat, the Kolkatans crave for something sweet. The sweet tooth of the Kolkatans is legendary and every locality has its own sweet shop that sells the best of Bengali sweets and the stars more often than not are the famous Shondesh and Mishti Doi.


A typical sweet shop in Kolkata dotted with sweet goodies. This one is a neighborhood sweet shop at Pikepara.


Mishti doi- sweetened yogurt is one of the more famous sweet indulgences in Kolkata. The doi is served in a ‘haand’, an earthen pot with a wooden spoon. The delicacy is creamy, flaky and delicious.

End of part 1

To be continued……….


Serene & Scenic- Lake Jayana Sagar, Badi

The epithet “City of Lakes” amply describes Udaipur and justifiably so, as the city is home to world famous lakes like Lake Pichola, Lake Fateh Sagar, Lake Swaroop Sagar, Lake Udai Sagar, Lake Rang Sagar and a little further off Lake Jaisamand to name a few.


Serene & Scenic- Lake Jayana Sagar, Badi

Lake Jayana Sagar situated about 12 kms north-west of Udaipur near the village of Badi might not be that well known a name but the lake exudes a surreal charm and serenity that overwhelms one and amplifies mankind’s insignificance in front of Mother Nature.

Locally, the lake is known as Badi ka Talab meaning The Pond of Badi, because of its proximity to the village of that name.  It is by this name that the Lake is more widely known and the name Lake Jayana Sagar, might not ring a bell in many a mind both local as well as among visitors.

A devastating drought hit the erstwhile kingdom of Mewar during the 1660s AD. Maharana Raj Singh-I who was the king of Mewar during that time constructed the fresh water lake as a famine relief project in a bid to counter the effects of the drought. The construction of the lake started in 1662 AD and the lake was formally opened for the public on 15th November 1664 AD and was named Jayana Sagar or Jiyan Sagar, after the name of Raj Singh-I’s mother Jana Devi. Six lac Indian rupees a princely sum for those days was the total cost of building the lake.


The embankment of Badi Ka Talab

The lake and its catchment area are spread over an area of 60 square mile. A 180 metre long and 18 metre wide embankment that has pavilions and steps that also have half submerged pavillions that lead to the water of the lake are the main attractions. The view from the pavilions especially during the sun set is spectacular. A few shikaras or small rowing boats plying on the waters augment the scenic magnificence of the lake.


The factually incorrect information stone at the entrance to Badi ki Pal

Recently, Badi ka Talab has been brought under the Sajjangarh Wildlife Sanctuary that is nearby and is being promoted as an eco destination. The once free access to ‘pal’ or the embankment of the lake now costs rupees 10 per person as entrance fees.


Invigorating drive around the lake

A serene drive around the lake through the lush winding road that links it with the village of Gorela at the foothills of Sajjangarh- the Monsoon Palace, nourishes the body and mind and acts as Mother Nature’s own detoxifier and releases one from the clutches of the materialistic world, albeit momentarily.

Tajpur- Sun, Sand and Serenity!

On a family vacation to the City of Joy, Kolkata, the capital of the East Indian state of West Bengal, it was my father who zeroed upon the coastal hamlet of Tajpur, on the Bay of Bengal, in Mednipur district.


Teeming humanity at Digha Beach

About 180 kms from Kolkata, Tajpur is a less visited sea shore destination though the famous sea town of Digha and Mondarmoni are located at a stone’s throw away from it.


Howrah station


We took a morning 11.15 am Duronto Express from Howrah railway station which raced past scenic meadows, villages, water bodies and lush green vistas. We were served a sumptuous non-veg lunch pack on board and by 2 in the afternoon we were at Digha, the terminal point of the train.

From Digha, Tajpur is about 20 odd kms and waiting for us at the station was a mini van sent by the resort that we had booked for our stay at Tajpur, the Mallickaa Resort.


Fish farms enroute to Tajpur

Our journey from the Digha railway station to the Mallickaa  Resort took us about half and hour and during that period we could gauge that we were gradually getting away from the hustle and bustle of the city and a huge wave of humanity to something that was quieter, less uninhabited, something that promised, bliss.

From the main highway, our van took a turn onto a narrow road that had fish farms lined on both its side. We soaked in the beauty of the place and breathed the freshness of the air and before long we were at the gates of the Mallickaa Resort.


The resort in itself was pretty amazing with ample flora and fauna within it precincts. Turkeys, swans, pigeons, hens, rabbits, guinea pigs all roamed around freely in the vast greenery of the resort. It did not have a swimming pool but to compensate for it, it had a pond in which one could go boating. The pond also acts as the breeding ground for the fresh water fishes that adorn the menu of the restaurant of Mallickaa.


The pond in the resort


Boats at Mallickaa Resort


Turkeys on the ground


Guinea pigs

We checked into cottages that had their own unique names and were comfortable with all basic amenities in place. A cat nap later we were ready for our tryst with the sandy serene shores of the Tajpur beach.


Uniquely named cottages


The wooded road to Paradise

An unpaved, about half a kilometer long, road from the main gate of Mallickaa resort through Casuarina groves and dense shrubbery leads you to inverted crescent shaped beach of Tajpur. Oh, What a sight it was to behold! A few shacks scattered around and with hardly a soul around, the sea shore was an epitome of serenity, a place that washes away all your materialistic worries and detoxes you and uplifts you spiritually. The noise of the sea crashing on to the shore, adds to the surreal experience. One could spend hours and hours together in the very lap of Mother Nature, far from the maddening crowds.


The Tajpur Beach


Sun, sand and serenity


Fun on the run


Detoxing effect


A fisherman at his trade


Toto-the electric rickshaw

Though we year marked a shack that offered food and drinks on the beach itself, the grumblings of the gastronomic variety forced us back to our temporary dwelling within the confines of Mallickaa resort. The resort provides the services of a Toto, an electric rickshaw for a charge, for guests who desire so but we walked our way back through the delightful wooded road.


King sized-Breakfast


ABC-Authentic Bengali Cuisine


Up and close


Crab Masala

At Mallickaa resort, the farm fresh vegetables, fish and poultry made our gastronomic indulgences even more satiating. For breakfast we had loochi (a fried Bengali bread made of flour), begun bhaja (fried brinjals) and aloor torkari (a potato dish). Lunch was an Authentic Bengali Cuisine affair with bhaat (rice), dal (lentils), aloo bhaja (fried potatoes), lau chingri (a prawn & bottle gourd dish), shorshe parshe ( mustard fish), chingri maacher malai curry (a prawn delicacy), topping it off with a nolane gurer rosogolla (a spongy sweet filled with jiggery). For dinner chicken korma (white gravied chicken dish), butter chicken, fried crab masala, dahi chicken (chicken in yogurt) and rotis (Indian bread) were the star attractions.


The misty morning


Dew drops from the foliage breaking the silence enroute to the beach

The next morning, after a good night’s sleep, we were off again to absorb the beauty of the Tajpur beach. It was a misty morning and that augmented the tranquil magnificence of the whole area. An overwhelming calmness reigned all over, periodically broken by dew drops sliding through the dense foliage making an eerie noise that got amplified in the hushed environment.


Mist overpowering everything else


Fog all around

The sea was hardly visible even from the shore. The fog and mist had truly embraced it in their bosoms. A biting cold wind swept through the large expanse of sand and sea. No animal was in sight let alone humans. Gradually, the sun started overpowering the prevailing murkiness. Resilient village folks started trickling out, doing their daily chores, facing the challenges that a brand new day had on offer for them.


Resilient villagers trickling out


Brown crab

Sea creatures too started coming out of their hiatus. Red crabs, brown crabs and other varieties of oceanic life forms could be spotted on the beach.


Red Crab


Sea Creature

Our explorations on the beach had made us hungry and we made our way back to our designated base camp, the shack that offered food and drinks.


Food at The Shack


A most pleasurable breakfast

Breakfast at the shack was a simple one but one which provided us with utmost pleasure. Loochi, aloo kopir torkari (potato with cauliflower), double egg omelet, sipping piping hot coffee, soaking in the visual gems that Mother Nature had on offer, ah life indeed was heavenly on that wonderful morning in December.


Good things happen over a coffee

But as with all good things in life, our trip to Tajpur too came to its conclusion but not before we had energized ourselves and filled our minds with memories that we would be cherishing for life.



Saas Bahu Temple-The Forgotten Wonder



Famous, the world over for its shimmering lakes, Udaipur, often called the Venice of the East, has a facet which is lesser known. The capital of the erstwhile princely state of Mewar, Udaipur boasts of some ancient exquisitely carved temples. Though temples like the one dedicated to Lord Jagdish, an incarnation of the Hindu deity Lord Vishnu and the one dedicated to Lord Ekling ji, the chief deity of the Royal House of Mewar are revered and thronged by thousands, some others like the 11th century temple complex of Shahastra Baahu, popularly known by its local name ‘Saas Bahu” have been relegated to the back pages of relevance and reverence.

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Set on the banks of Lake Bagela near the Ekling ji temple about 22 kms from Udaipur is the small hamlet of Nagda, which lore claim was one of the earliest capitals of Mewar. Nagda is named after its founder Nagaditya, the fourth King of Mewar from the linage of King Bappa Rawal, and is set in a surrounding which is breathtakingly picturesque. The temple of Saas Bahu expands the magic and charm of the place. Built in the early 11th century, the twin temple complex which is right on the shores of lake Bagela, is an example of exemplary architectural workmanship of ancient Vaishnav art form.


On a sunny winter December afternoon, we decided to take a road trip to the Sahastra Baahu Temple Complex. To get to the Saas Bahu temples, you have to turn left adjacent to the embankment of the Lake Bagela, as you approach the steep slope that takes you to the temple of Ekling ji at Kailashpuri. A glaring drawback en route to the temples is the absence of any road signs or indicators that might help you to reach the temples without getting the feeling of having got lost. The narrow road takes you past a resort aptly name Heritage Resort and centuries old Jain temples but even the approach road towards the Saas Bahu temple complex is devoid of any signage that might proclaim its existence to the wandering visitors. An empty and derelict parking lot added to the confusion.


We took a steep road past the parking lot and were greeted by the sound of cascading water from a small artificial water fall beside a small shop selling curios. The shop owner doubled up as a parking attendant and after paying INR 15/- as parking fees to him, we began our tryst with the complex that houses the twin temples of Saas Bahu.




Entering the complex, which is maintained by the Archeological Survey of India (ASI), you are greeted by a well maintained garden and beyond that is the raised platform on which are the temples of Shahastra  Bahu dedicated to Lord Vishnu in an incarnation with thousand hands (hence the name shahastra meaning thousand and baahu meaning hands)







The complex though is more widely known by its distorted name ‘Saas Bahu’ temples.  Saas in the local language means mother-in-law and Bahu connotes daughter-in-law and it is not hard to fathom why the temples are known as the Saas Bahu temples. Standing right across each other, the ‘Saas’ temple which has a beautiful archway at its entrance,  is comparatively larger in size than the ‘Bahu’ temple which has a fascinating octagonal carved ceiling, signifying the relative place of importance that a mother-in-law has for the daughter-in-law and the family in general. Both the temples are adorned by some exquisite carvings depicting events and figures from Hindu mythology like Lord Brahma, Vishnu and Mahesh besides others like Ram, Parshurama and Balrama that showcase the sculpting prowess and vivid imagination of the sculptors of that time.




There are two more much smaller temples on the platform, both in ruins. The ancient temple complex has been a witness to destruction by marauding invaders for centuries and it shows. Today, the temples despite the scars that ravages of time have wrecked on them mercilessly stand resplendently in resilient abeyance to their creators and as a proud reminder to modernity that the past has more gems hidden in her bosom than the future can even aspire to provide.

Bhilwara-The Textile Town of India


Railway Station-Bhilwara

Railway Station-Bhilwara

About 165 kms away from Udaipur on the Chittorgarh-Ajmer-Jaipur highway lies, Bhilwara, the town made famous by the teeming textile mills that have resulted in it being bestowed with the epitaph the “Manchester of India”.

Tribal women on the roads of Bhilwara

Tribal women on the roads of Bhilwara

The origin of the name “Bhilwara” is obscure and there are many variants to why the town is called Bhilwara. But the most widely believed version is that once the town was inhabited primarily by the indigenous tribals of the region, the Bhils, who were subsequently vanquished by the settlers. In present day Bhilwara, the original citizens are a minuscule minority with the “Maheshwaris” and other business classes being the dominant groups.

The roads of Bhilwara

The roads of Bhilwara

On the whole the city, especially the older part, is quite well planned as most of the roads are connected to traffic roundabouts (“chourahas”) which further lead to more roundabouts and getting your way through the city is that much simpler.


Chaos on the roads

But the traffic is chaotic and the traffic sense of the people even more so. You would be tempted to thank your stars even after conducting a basic thing like crossing the road, successfully.

Roundabouts of Bhilwara

Roundabouts of Bhilwara

Since, Bhilwara basically is an industrial and business town, the places of attraction in the city are few. One place that caught my fancy and is a wonderful place to visit if you are, even a little bit, religiously inclined and love serenity, is the temple of Harni Mahadev, a temple dedicated to the Hindu God of destruction, Lord Shiva.

The majestic outer entrance of the Harni Mahadev Temple-Bhilwara

The outer entrance gate of the Harni Mahadev Temple-Bhilwara

Located at a distance of around 6kms from the city in the village of Harni, the temple of Harni Mahadev is neither overwhelming nor awe-inspiring from the outside. In fact the entire temple complex is very simple and frugal in appearance. But lo, as you enter the main temple, the sight of the natural Shiva Linga beneath an uncut natural solid rock is a spectacle to behold and fills you with a religious fervor. The Linga of Mahadev has idols of the entire Shiva family for company and you could even bath the deities with water that is kept in buckets the sanctum of the temple.

The entrance to the main temple of Harni Mahadev

The entrance to the main temple of Harni Mahadev


The Shivalinga of Harni Mahadev beneath an uncut rock

The Shivalinga of Harni Mahadev beneath an uncut rock

Harni Mahadev is the ancestral temple of the Darak family of Bhilwara, who are one of the richest and most influential families of the textile city. The temple complex buzzes with devotees during Maha Shivaratri and “Sawan” month when more than 10 lac people visit the temple in 3 days.

A serpent shaped religious structure outside the Harni Mahadev temple

A serpent shaped religious structure outside the Harni Mahadev temple

Just outside the Harni Mahdev temple is a unique temple that is shaped in the form of a serpent around a Shiva Linga. This structure sure is an attraction of the place, especially for young kids.

Roadside non-veg joints near Railway station

Roadside non-veg joints near Railway station

Bhilwara could be a difficult place, if you are a carnivore by your eating habits. There are a very limited number of restaurants that serve you non-vegetarian dishes. Some roadside joints in the Muslim dominated area around the City railway station provide you with some delicious non-veg street food but if you are looking for some great non-vegetarian fine dining experience, you would be thoroughly disappointed. The roof top restaurant of Hotel Ranbanka is probably the only place where you could have decent food to satiate your carnivorous taste buds.


But connoisseurs of vegetarian food are spoilt for choice in the textile city. Mughlai, Continental, Chinese, Indian, Fusion and street food, you name it and it is all available in Bhilwara. People throng street side stalls that sell katchoris, samosas, pakodis with kadi and also go to restaurants like Saffron that serve you multi-cuisine vegetarian dishes. Even a small shop near the city railway station that sells buttered buns and tea, is full round the clock. A neat swanky restaurant, again near the railway station by the unimaginative name PFC (Priya Food and Continental) and Amit Palace Hotel on the Ajmer Road has an amazing variety of Continental cuisine on offer besides the regular Indian fare.

A terrific fusion sizzler at PFC, Bhilwara

A terrific fusion sizzler at PFC, Bhilwara


Delicious Indian fare at Saffron restaurant

After meals, if you like to munch on a betel leaf, popularly known as “paan”, then Bhilwara has a very special place on offer, the JBB Pan Corner. Here you can get a variety of Paans, that range from INR 15/- to a mind boggling INR 1500/- per piece.


JBB Pan Corner near Bus Stand


The rate list- From Rs 15 to Rs 1500/-

All in all if you are a veggie, then Bhilwara sure could be a foodie’s paradise.

In a nutshell, the city of Bhilwara, in itself might not be very attractive at first look but it sure is a place that grows on you overtime…….


The Holi Escape (Part-2)-Daman


The west Indian city of Daman is part of the union territory of Daman and Diu which were in turn part of the Portuguese colonial territories of Goa, Daman and Diu. Absorbed into the Indian union in December 1961, after a short skirmish between the Indian and the Portuguese troops, Daman today is a popular tourist destination on account of the sea, sun, food and fun (read- lots of free flowing alcohol, in stark contrast to the prohibition in the neighboring state of Gujarat).






The drive from Baroda to Daman took us through the industrial heartland of Gujarat as we passed through the textile city of Surat and the chemical hub of Ankeleshwar on towards Vapi.



The road was excellent and the countryside was lush and green, dotted with intermittent water bodies that irrigated the farms. It took us about three and a half hours to cover the distance of about 300 odd kilometers and we were at last into the gates of Hotel Princess Park, Nani Daman, our retreat for the next two days. The hotel was right on the edges of the Arabian Sea and the rooms offered majestic view of the sea and the beach (if you could call the beach, a beach).


The city of Daman is divided into two by the Daman Ganga river, Moti Daman and Nani Daman. Moti Daman has the Jampore beach and Nani Daman has the Devka Beach and the Princess Park hotel was bang on the Devka Beach. The beach and the sea at Daman, though is quite unlike any other sea and beach, I have ever seen. Devka beach, which is very dull, rocky and blackish in color, is not at all tempting and the sea itself is pretty shallow. The amazing part of it all is that, it seemed as though the sea works in shifts (pun intended). Everyday, by 2 pm in the afternoon, the sea came gushing almost into the restaurant of the Princess Park hotel, aptly named Cafe High Tide and then the water receded, only to come back with a vengeance by 2 am at night.

The sea far off from Hotel Princess Park

The sea far off from Hotel Princess Park, Devka Beach, Nani Daman

The sea on the edge of Hotel Princess Park, Daman

The sea on the edge of Hotel Princess Park, Devka Beach, Nani Daman

We retired to our respective rooms for a short break to rejuvenate ourselves fully so that we could embark upon, to act on our intent to explore the tastes and places that Daman had on offer for us.

(to be continued)


A trip to the twin Holy Cities of Ajmer and Pushkar- (4th and concluding part)

Ajmer is home to a variety of sweets, but none more popular than the Sohan Halwa. Though there are many shops that sell the famed sweet, shops opposite to the Ajmer railway station are said to offer the best of the lot. In our quest for the best, we ventured into the congested old part of the city. Madar gate is gate that lies in utter ruins, standing in testimony to a glorious past. Beyond this gate is a shop which has been selling sweets for more than a century and a quarter. Moolchand Buddhamal Halwai was the shop we zeroed on guided by references and we were not disappointed. The sweet of this old and unassuming shop was pure and fresh and amazingly tasty. After having purchased a kilo of the sweet treasure, it was time for us to return back to Pushkar.

The Madar Gate

The Madar Gate

Sohan Halwa

Sohan Halwa

Moolchand Buddhamal Halwai shop

Moolchand Buddhamal Halwai shop

It was quite chilly in Pushkar that evening as the wind gained speed. We decided to take a stroll along the narrow lanes of the holy city and to explore it at night.  On the way were many old buildings that showcased the architectural splendor of an era gone by. We stopped by at a sweet shop and had glasses of hot milk and some unique chocolate ball sweets made of many ingredients like beetroot, mawa, sugar besides chocolate. After thus having finished our mini-dinner we kept walking towards the famed Brahma Temple, the temple dedicated to the Hindu God of creation, the only one of its kind in the entire world. Enroute, a poster caught my eye. It proudly proclaimed that below the very place the poster was pasted sat the famously eerily familiar named painter, Kikasso, who paints, as it was proudly claimed, as well as, if not better, than Picasso. With a smile on our faces we continued our walk till we reached the imposing gates of the Brahma Temple. The temple though was closed for the night and we turned back towards the Lake Sarovar, another not to be missed destination in Pushakar, having made up our minds to come to the temple again, the next morning.

A Pushkar Haveli@Night

A Pushkar Haveli@Night

A poster proclaiming the prowess of an artist, interestingly named "Kikasso"

A poster proclaiming the prowess of an artist, interestingly named “Kikasso”

The entrance to the Brahma Temple @ Night

The entrance to the Brahma Temple of Pushkar @ Night

The Lake Sarovar

The Lake Sarovar, Pushkar

The sacred Lake Sarovar is surrounded by beautiful Ghats all around. When we reached Gangour Ghat, one of the many, the scene was mesmerizing. The ghat was desolate, with only the sound of the waves hitting the embankments and a soothing trance music being played in a restaurant on the other side of the lake, being audible. We sat there admiring the haunting beauty of the lake at night.

We walked back to our hotel and slept blissfully.

A Ghat @the Sarovar

A Ghat @the Sarovar

A restaurant on the Ghat

A restaurant on the Ghat

Another Ghat @the Sarovar, Pushkar

Another Ghat @the Sarovar, Pushkar

We followed our routine of the day before for our breakfast, but with a change in the breakfast menu. We had vegetable cutlets with buttered toasts and cornflakes with milk, this time around and it was filling. We went to our rooms and got dressed up to check out. Checking out, we asked our driver to take us to the Brahma Temple. The narrow lane of our previous night’s rendezvous with the temple, was out of bounds, as no vehicular traffic was allowed through it, during the day. So we had to take a longer route that passed the venue of the famous Pushkar Cattle Fair that is held every year and is part of the event’s calendar of the state of Rajasthan. This fair draws tourists from all across the globe every year and is a big crowd puller amongst the rural folks who trade cattle in this fair.

Breakfast of Cutlets and Toasts at RTDC hotel Sarovar, Pushkar

Breakfast of Cutlets and Toasts at RTDC hotel Sarovar, Pushkar

The venue of the famous Cattle Fair of Pushkar

The venue of the famous Cattle Fair of Pushkar

The entrance of the Brahma Temple of Pushkar

The entrance of the Brahma Temple of Pushkar

During the day, the desolate stairs and the entrance of the Brahma Temple of our stroll of the night before were jam packed with devotees. We climbed up the flight of stairs of the temple and reached the orange domed main temple of the Lord of Creation of the Hindus. To find myself in front of the deity, whose temple, is probably the only one in the world, was an overwhelming experience. There are quite a few underground chambers within the premise of the temple that are dedicated to gods from the Hindu pantheon, especially Mahadeva or Shiva, the Lord of Destruction. Though bereft of any exquisite carvings or artwork, the Brahma temple exudes an attraction that is way beyond words and thus as we made our way back to Udaipur, I was lost in a reverie that was a concoction of religious and spiritual bliss with the places that we were leaving having already left an indelible mark in my mind forever.

The famous Brahma Temple of Pushkar

The famous Brahma Temple of Pushkar

Going back with memories to cherish for a lifetime

Going back with memories to cherish for a lifetime