Children they are innocent, you can see a spark in their eyes, a spring in their steps. They have ambition running through their veins.
And more than anything, they are kind.
This blog talks about a child, a guide, a doer living her dream in the walls of Kumbhalgarh.
A family trip in the month of January is a must; it was southern Rajasthan this time.
Third morning of the trip we were in Kumbhalgarh, the fort with the world’s second longest wall yet unlike the world’s longest it still remains an offbeat location.
We looked out for a guide to give us some insight on the fort. The harsh truth though that you have to endure is that guides are expensive and you have second thoughts about hiring them or not.
We were deciding on whether to hire a guide or not when we say her, a child filled with that much life that the entire tourist and guide population wouldn’t have.
“50 rupees” she said “Mai pura bata dungi fort ke bare mei” ( I will charge 50 rupees to give you a full tour guide)
We couldn’t get a better deal, an honest guide for peanuts willing to pour her heart out in narration.
Her passionate narration started off with the description of the holes where the archers used to fire arrows from. It slowly progressed to the history of the rulers of Kumbhalgarh, their whereabouts, routines, hobbies, passions.
The nicest guide even showed us some of the restricted areas for the tourists and let in a few secrets that the other guides hide.
Just when we were at the end of our tour, the scared child with the ambition of being a guide was told to go away from our sights. She left without looking back.
Our efforts to call her back proved to be vain. The uncle’s demeanor and his thinking showed us how narrow-minded people can be.
Still I believe in that passionate young woman’s courage that she could fulfill her dreams, beat the odds and achieve great things in life one day.