Bundi is simply magical. Imagine a small enchanting royal capital filled with dazzling fort, faded cupolas, intricate step wells, glassy lakes, ancient dusty bazaars and labyrinthine lanes of blue houses, set amidst bare brown hills, wild forests and myths, and you have what is known as the fairy tale town of Bundi. An erstwhile capital of the Hadachauhans of Rajasthan, Bundi lies 210 kilometers away from glittering Jaipur and it is a popular hang out for travelers looking for some offbeat Rajasthan experience. Though slowly getting increasingly visible in the tourist circuit, Bundi nowhere gets the crowds like Jaipur, Udaipur etc and this retains the blue town‘s magical timeless quality. During one winter I had spent more than a week at Bundi and had explored the town and its neighboring places to my heart‘s content. Those have been very relaxing days, going around the Rudyard Kipling‘s land on motorbike, catching stunning sunrises pour over turbaned shepherds, admiring brilliantly beautiful faces of the people and staring in amazement at the delicate murals of the famous Bundi school of miniature paintings.
Though there is no doubt that dream like Bundi too had its share of annoyances of traveling alone in India and the labyrinthine blue lanes had been littered. Some locals boys had been relentlessly amorous and monkeys had been a bit of a menace. Despite all that, Bundi‘s ancient streets have been traffic free and nights have been refreshingly silent. Thus, it is no surprise that the blue town is close to my heart and this post is an ode to my beautiful Bundi days.
RESPONSIBLE TRAVELING-BECAUSE I CARE