The city of Jaipur has its incantations. A once- walled city, pink city, forts, Rajputs, their alliance with the Mughals, the blue pottery, a herd of tourists- both Indian and foreigner- these are the images of Jaipur. A place is more than these images and yet these.
I recently went with my mother to Jaipur on a weekend. It was a birthday treat for her. Why Jaipur, then, you may ask? To believe in its myths, its incantations.
We took a bus from Delhi to Jaipur on a Saturday morning and it took us around 5 hours to reach the city. The highway near Jaipur is rather good, it being a major tourist destination in India.
The ridiculously silly thing that many of us come to believe because of our rather ill- learnt geography classes from school is that the whole of Rajasthan is a desert. As we were approaching Amer, we saw the modest hills of the Aravalli. In fact, the city of Jaipur is situated amidst the beautiful Aravalli hills.
We checked into our hotel at around 1 pm and were out on the streets by 3 pm. At first, we went to Hawa Mahal and bought 2 composite tickets. A composite ticket buys you entry into many monuments of Jaipur and you don’t need to buy different tickets.