Hotel White Plazo
Travel Blogs from Rajasthan
... actual border is 20 kms away.
The jawans at the post were happy to chat with me and narrate war stories. So few visitors come this way.
I had mixed feelings in the place - glad that I came, respectful of the sacrifices made by the armed forces in the war , awe at the way men live today in extremely inhospitable terrain and also sadness at the absolute futility of war.
... same place we were dropped off but two or so kilometres further on so someone had to go and look for him! I didn’t dare let him out of my sight after that! Following all this excitement, some of us opted to skip the City Palace and Observatory and we were dropped in the market to explore. This took the rest of the afternoon and gave us a proper glimpse into Indian street life even though it was rather overwhelming at times!
In the evening we went across ...
... he said a prayer for me with his hand holding my head the whole time....surreal....I really had no idea what was going on but he did explain in bad English and amusingly, gave me a business card to contact him for when he visited Mauritius (by the way Mauritian student is my new nationality/occupation now whenever people ask, I think it will make them think I am not as rich compared to when I say UK)....not a bad deal for a small donation I think and everyone else i saw ...
... with Sambhali we were expected by the Trust's new landlord, the private school, to provide one hour each of English lessons in the mornings. The overall impression one gathers of the Indian school system is a program which has been overloaded, undersupplied and just plain old worn out. Literacy rates in India for India are perhaps less than half of women and not far over that for men. The majority of Indians have not and will not ever finish any form of schooling, including ...
... beggar who was maimed, begging for money but instead of sitting on his buttocks asking for alms, he rolled on his back as if he was performing a circus act. And then I saw another crippled beggar performing the same act. The market has a medieval character to it, as if I was thrown back to 15th century England markets of noise, excitement, trade and alms-begging. Except that this is Ajmer in India and in the twenty-first century.
Rising above ...
- Room service
- Free parking