A little away from Ajmer, where vegetation begins to get sparse and cactus begins to emerge from jutting rocks, narrow roads cut in the mountain lead to a place called Pushkar. It’s the only place in
Women draped in bright colored traditional sarees
Bus is packed with people all and sundry
To head to a place that appears to be all but dry
A dip in the holy waters,
A 3 km walk to the sacred altar,
To catch a glimpse of the creator
Camels and Cows get traded at the fair,
For prices that are considered fair.
People of all colors, dark and fair,
Come here to witness what is known as Pushkar Fair.
Beads, bangles, bells and bags,
Handicrafts, artworks and other skunk works,
Men and Women with blue, green and brown eyes,
It’s a color riot of sorts.
Sweets of different tastes and kinds are in the making,
Falafel, Pita, Pizza and Pasta are in the offering,
Bedi, Cigarette, Chai and Pan,
It just seemed like there was no ban.
Am at another world where peace with everything is what I make…
5 comments:
Enikkum ponam Pushkaril
ngeee ngeee...
ippo manisilayi nee enthinaa ivideyokke pokunnathennu..
soul stirring pics... :-)
Hey Guru..come on man..wud ve been fun had u also been there..but of course the place would ve lost its sanctity..hehe..
Sankha chetto, evideyanau? sukham?
Liked the new look, and the latest post,
Vivek
Vivek sir,
Thank you. :)
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