Sharing Our Home
Part of the wonder of travel is that we can not only learn from the places we go and people we meet, but that they can also learn from us. It takes some effort and forethought, but can deepen the relationships you make along the way.
We carried photos and postcards from Canada and brought them out whenever it was appropriate. Being able to share our lives with the Bishnois family we visited (among others) was a treat.
Farm Life Outside Rohet
The villagers in this region live pretty much as they have for perhaps thousands of years. We visited homes, and when Belinda began to enter the kitchen, she was admonished to take off her shoes. The strange thing was that the kitchen floor was simply cleanly swept earth. We watched new construction of brick, and examined the store of grain used by the family. After I saw workers using wooden pitchforks, I was determined to buy one before the end of our trip. Today, the simple farmer's tool reminds me of the traditional village farming of Rohet.
Folk Music while You Dine
We had a wonderful evening listening to Rajasthani music while having dinner one night.The musicians not only played their traditional instruments, but also sang and danced. Colourfully dressed, they entertained for hours. Before each song, they would explain(in fairly good English) what it would be about.
The setting for this performance was perfect- rooftop restuarant, moonlit evening, blazing candles.
Just near Loha Pol gate, on entry, is a monument set into the wall, which displays handprints,covered in gold leaf. According to legend, when their husband, the ruler Maharajah Man Singh died in 1843, all his wives emolliated themselves on his funeral pyre. These are their hand-prints. This practice, called SATI , was banned in the 19th Century, but still apparently happens in the remote rural areas of Rajasthan.
Even today, women pray at this Sati shrine , believing that it strengthen and enrich their lives.
The upper storeys around the courtyard were part of the zenana from where the royal ladies could look down on the activities in the courtyard. Zenana’s are the women’s apartments where they secluded.