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... 9. Both accompanied us to the platform and waited with us ( train was already late and had only stopped at two stations!) and ensured we were settled into our own two berth cabin. Manoj had also brought us a picnic of pastries, juice and muffins to keep us going!
What can I say about the train - it was quite comfortable when you lay down and it was certainly great to see the scenery changing as ...
... was a great start to the day.
Indian breakfast with Niamh and a slight battle with the cases and we said our goodbyes to the lovely Kate who has been so generous with her time and her insights into India and Vijayant who has doesn't seem to sleep but is always on hand to ensure your stay at Camp bliss is as good as it can be.
We said hello to a new driver and a much more comfortable car, Akssay lives in Jaipur and has been working for IM ...
... and thereafter going to temple for Khatu Shyam's glimpse. I felt so relaxed, peaceful, religious, secured, content and calm. I believe, people born religious here, hence on other side we are losing our culture, faith in God and religion in big cities, anyways it is not a right time to talk about village and city life.
About Lord Khatu Shyam Jee
Khatu Shyam was a grandson of Bheem (Mahabharat), son ...
... Music was blasting from loudspeakers on neighbourhood rooftops
all around town due to the festival. Lots of people were on their roofs flying
kites, little kids peering over the edge waving hello to the foreigner. The
guesthouse was a little more peaceful, and was one of my favourites on the
trip, run by the lovely Rajesh and his wife Sarla, an excellent cook.
After another night of “earplugs to the rescue”, I walked around the corner to ...
... their grain. Eventually the leader arrived, and a batch of several hundred hoped over the fence to begin the feast, with the others looking jealously on. ‘Maybe there is a pecking order,’ I thought. Every so often a dog or cow or villager trekking to the communal toilets outside the walled area would frighten the birds in the waiting group and almost all the feeding and waiting birds would scamper in a huge cacophony of wings and screeches, only ...