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Rajasthan junket - ing

Learnt a new word today. Junket. It means a trip or celebration. Since today I have to write my post on R, I shall write about Rajasthan. K and I always wanted to see it and when his birthday arrived, as a gift I planned the trip for him. We covered Udaipur, Jaiselmer and Jodhpur.

Beautiful. I love travelling and I feel at least two to three times a year one has to go on a holiday. Not just to relax but to see something new. Your whole perspective changes when you travel. You come back nourished, happy and a new person. So for a lovely nine days we were roaming away in Rajasthan. 

Today basically is my "short cut" post where I will mostly photo blog as I am immersed in work. So here are some moments of my Rajasthan trip clicked by K who does seem to have an eye for photography.

“It is in your power to withdraw yourself whenever you desire. Perfect tranquility within consists in the good ordering of the mind, the realm of your own.” 

― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

“It's a cruel and random world, but the chaos is all so beautiful.” 
― Hiromu Arakawa

Goti soda anyone? I love it.

Slow down and enjoy life. It's not only the scenery you miss by going to fast - you also miss the sense of where you are going and why.
- Eddie Cantor

Not a fan of posing, so most of my pictures have me turned the other way.
Enjoying the sunset overlooking the lake. This was the rooftop of our amazing hotel, Jagat Niwas Palace.

“What comes, when it comes, will be what it is.” 
― Alberto Caeiro

Two things I love. Art and sunsets

The Ranakpur temple has around 1400 plus pillars and all are carved differently. Truly a marvel. Got some wonderful inspiration for my art.

While entering the beautiful Jaiselmer Fort

“A box without hinges, key, or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.”
J.R.R. Tolkien

One of my favorite photos clicked by our over enthusiatic guide. He slept on the floor and sent us upstairs so he could take this shot. Thank you Mr Guide! 

Jaiselmer is a very stark city. It is called the Golden city and truly is. Every house/building is made of sandstone. Beautiful yet very harsh

Rajasthani chat from a cart called "Bombe Bhel".


Our view from our hotel

The camel and "the sibling" share the same name. Karan.

You should not see the desert simply as some faraway place of little rain. There are many forms of thirst.
- William Langewiesche

Miss my Pup every second. Etched his name into the sand of Thar desert.

“I have always loved the desert. One sits down on a desert sand dune, sees nothing, hears nothing. Yet through the silence something throbs, and gleams...”
― Antoine de Saint-ExupĂ©ry, The Little Prince

He made a wonderful Shivling since it was Mahashivratri

Our guide was one ienteresting fellow. Late night on our way back from Thar desert he stops the car for some star gazing and also make us play with hedgehogs

“He's the only stable thing in the swirling chaos.” 
― Beth Revis, A Million Suns

Looted my husband in this shop. I love Jodhpuris!

“There are times when we stop, we sit still. We listen and breezes from a whole other world begin to whisper.” 
― James Carroll

Thats all for today. Getting back to work. 
PS- Here is the R doodle inspired by roses! My favourite flowers.


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