Wednesday, 18 April 2007


The Pink City. More terracotta than pink. But the uniformity had something of a unifying effect making the buildings have cohesion despite the fact they were quite different and unique.

This was more the kind of architecture I was expecting in India - terraces, balconies, turrets. And then there was the Hawa Mahal or Palace of Winds. Built by the poet King Sawai Pratap Singh including 953 pink sandstone windows known as 'jharokhas' meant for the ladies of the royal household, so they could watch the colourful bazaars and processions while not to being seen from outside.

Then there were elephants in the street.

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