As soon as we entered the property, I could hear the beauty. I ran here and there just to locate where is he? The property was really beautiful, but what held me was the sound of the Peacock. I checked with the hotel staff. They guided me to the terrace. To my hard luck I could not find him. Instead, got some beautiful shots. I came back. But my wish was so strong that he came to meet me. And as soon as I saw him, he ran away. Hide and Seek you see.
I don’t know, but I have a special inclination towards Rajasthan. The thought of it takes me back to my childhood. I remember, spending our summer vacations at our drawing book village, near Pushkar. The thought of the same creates a landscape of beauty in front of my eyes. Why I call it a drawing book village; because it actually looked like scenery. Morning chanting, Sand, Birds, Hand pump, Rajasthani ladies decked in beautiful lehengas, Lake, Monkeys, shelf loaded with Chacha Chaudhary comics, Playing cards, Asht Chang, Jeep, Fragrance of cow dung cakes everywhere. So, the entire cousin brigade used to gather in our paternal hometown. It was really a brigade since we were almost 18 in number. So, those who have lived the beauty of the village would relate to every bit of it. Terrace was our first love. Sleeping on the terrace was pure bliss. We, siblings actually waited for summers so that we could enjoy ‘Chajje waale moments.’ You know what; the most beautiful part was waking up to PEACOCK dancing on the terrace. But remember, they stop dancing, if they find you staring at them. They spread beauty in silence. Today, when I saw him again, I childhood rush was uncontrollable. I immediately felt like writing and sharing with you all.
Imagine, even the smallest thing and instance has a power to make you relive the magic. Thank you Mr. Peacock for taking me back to my drawing book beauty.
I am sure most of you would be able to relate to it. Well, this is just a bit of it. I will keep sharing more from this property and Rajasthan.
Stay Safe. Take Care.
As soon as we entered the property, I could hear the beauty. I ran here and there just to locate where is he? The property was really beautiful, but what held me was the sound of the Peacock. I checked with the hotel staff. They guided me to the terrace. To my hard luck I could not find him. Instead, got some beautiful shots. I came back. But my wish was so strong that he came to meet me. And as soon as I saw him, he ran away. Hide and Seek you see.
I don’t know, but I have a special inclination towards Rajasthan. The thought of it takes me back to my childhood. I remember, spending our summer vacations at our drawing book village, near Pushkar. The thought of the same creates a landscape of beauty in front of my eyes. Why I call it a drawing book village; because it actually looked like scenery. Morning chanting, Sand, Birds, Hand pump, Rajasthani ladies decked in beautiful lehengas, Lake, Monkeys, shelf loaded with Chacha Chaudhary comics, Playing cards, Asht Chang, Jeep, Fragrance of cow dung cakes everywhere. So, the entire cousin brigade used to gather in our paternal hometown. It was really a brigade since we were almost 18 in number. So, those who have lived the beauty of the village would relate to every bit of it. Terrace was our first love. Sleeping on the terrace was pure bliss. We, siblings actually waited for summers so that we could enjoy ‘Chajje waale moments.’ You know what; the most beautiful part was waking up to PEACOCK dancing on the terrace. But remember, they stop dancing, if they find you staring at them. They spread beauty in silence. Today, when I saw him again, I childhood rush was uncontrollable. I immediately felt like writing and sharing with you all.
Imagine, even the smallest thing and instance has a power to make you relive the magic. Thank you Mr. Peacock for taking me back to my drawing book beauty.
I am sure most of you would be able to relate to it. Well, this is just a bit of it. I will keep sharing more from this property and Rajasthan.
Stay Safe. Take Care.
