Friday photo: Bikaner

I recently spent a few days in Bikaner as a guest of the lovely team at Narendra Bhawan (more on that soon) – think piping hot kachoris for breakfast, exquisite Jain temples and opulent havelis. This Friday, a vertical shot of the Rampuria haveli, right at the beginning of our heritage trail that provided a…

One winter weekend in Bharatpur

I have never taken any interest in birds, thinking of it as too much effort for too little reward (yeah go ahead, sue me). The first time I started to notice them was during the trip to Corbett this January, when I stayed with the enthusiastic naturalist Imran Khan at his home The Ranger’s Lodge….

Friday photo: Ranthambhore

From many summers ago, a memory from Ranthambhore… *** Also see: Friday photo series And definitely read my story on Ranthambhore from long ago… Burning Bright

A morning at Ranakpur

A couple of years ago, I was in Udaipur during winter, staying with an extremely warm and friendly family at their homestay. My host was perplexed when I wanted to see the Ranakpur temple, and suggested other “sightseeing” options around the area, and if I must see temples, then why not these and those Hindu…

Of prints and paisley

Close on the heels of the Anokhi museum story, here is a photoessay I had done for Marwar magazine on traditional Rajasthani prints and the hand block printing process – these images are from Sanganer and the Anokhi factory, both near Jaipur. The next time, will visit Bagru village too, to complete the story in…

The story of Anokhi Museum

The pink sandstone haveli with its elegant arches and windows is easy to miss. Many of the locals have not even heard of the Anokhi Museum of Hand Printing, found down a narrow dusty lane at Amber, eight miles outside of Jaipur, where women walk in colourful saris and children suspend their noisy games to…

Friday photo: Pushkar

From the Pushkar camel fair last year, a portrait… Here’s a photostory I’d written on the fair: Camels, Colour And A Million Gods *** Friday Photo (Nov 23): Cesky Krumlov Friday photo (Nov 16): Chettinadu

Camels, colour and a million gods

The scene at Pushkar is everything I expect from a mela. Not surprising, considering that like many of my generation, urban born and bred, my idea of a mela has been shaped by innumerable Hindi films where young hapless children are forever being separated from their mothers and siblings. Sure enough, the loudspeakers blare out…