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PINK CITY VISIT

 


We recently returned from Jaipur after meeting friends and relatives. The onwards journey was in the new Orange and Black ‘Vande Bharat’ train. Before we settled down, we were at our destination. A real superfast train with excellent services it was.

 

A sneak peak of the pink flamingos at ‘Sambhar Lake’ was a heartwarming sight. We could only get a glimpse of them as they were very far.

 

What caught my attention were the ‘Aravali hills’. They dote the landscape all the way to Jaipur. The eyesore was the way they were being gnawed upon, slowly and steadily. One by one people have taken the rocks piece by piece. The towering hills are now small ‘hillocks’. Most of them have been obliterated. Sad, but that is how this oldest mountain range is being destroyed.

 

The ‘Pink City’ has turned into a total concrete jungle. Urbanisation was distinctly visible. Our family was there to receive us at the station.

 

There were some green spaces in between where we spotted a few local birds. Hope their habitat is preserved. A visit to ‘Albert Hall’, which is also the name of my Father-in-Law, gave us a chance to not only watch a few birds but also an aeroplane leaving a vapour trail.

 

The family food festival started on our arrival. The first meal started with a bang with ‘Akhani Pulav and Mutton Curry’.

 

The second cousin invited us to dinner. It was chicken time. Chicken Curry and Cutlets. ‘Zabardast’ tasty it was but the ‘raita’ made you salivate. I could not help but ‘drink’ two bowls full.

 

The third cousin, who is into designing garments invited us over to his work place near the Birla temple the next day. We were treated us to a sumptuous lunch. It was different, delicious, and lip smacking. Even the ‘Gol Gappas’ were ‘hat ke’. The Chef had magic in his fingers, God bless him. Here goes the menu….

 

Starters

- crackers and crudites

- green pea & spinach hummus

- baba ghanoush

- bingo crusted yogurt spheres

Appetizers

- gourmet Gappa (avocado + roasted peanuts + strawberry chilli vinaigrette)

- cherry tomato & mushroom skewers with mint goat cheese

- chilli kohlrabi fritters with soft cheese

Mains

- butter squash rigatoni - pumpkin seeds and chilli oil

Dessert

- Tiramisu cones

 

My principal in life ‘Mar Jana par daliya ni khana’ got compromised when we enjoyed this finger licking vegetarian spread.

 

The fourth cousin, who is a renowned photographer with a leading daily announced that he had to go and cover an event in the ‘Galta’ area of the Pink City. I remembered that there was a programme on Nat Geo about the Galta Gang of monkeys. That Mahashivratri event I shall cover separately.

 

The menu at dinner was out of the world. ‘Nalli Nihari with Khaboos’ followed by Pan. There after his boys got onto the keyboard and guitar and mesmerised us with their vocal and instrumental performances. Well done boys, you rock.

 

Every visit brings to light some traditions which are exclusive for a particular place like the bangles made from ‘Lac’. Lac is a natural resin secreted by tiny insects called ‘Kerria Lacca’ that live on trees like Palash, Pipal, Ber, and Babool. The resin is produced by its female and harvested, purified, and processed into Lac used for making bangles.

 

A hardworking lady in the neighbourhood who had lost her husband in ‘corona times’ had started this bangle making business. We could not see the process, maybe next time.

 

The crowning glory was a visit to a friend’s farm house. I have no words to describe what the couple have done to create ‘The Garden of Eden’ in Jaipur. God bless their efforts. In my enthusiasm to catch up as we were meeting after 1993, I forgot to take photos.

 

Jaipur visit was thoroughly refreshing and rejuvenating. The love, affection and warmth shown by all was so heartening. A lesson learnt, that we must keep our relations alive and active. Let us take out time to bond, recall old times, laugh and enjoy life.

 

Our train journey back was as eventful where we carried parathas and ‘aloo ka bharta’ for dinner. The aroma of ‘achar’ filled the compartment instantly. Lest we forget the ‘Chai garm Chai’, ‘Kaapee-garam-Kaapee’ and ‘Chana Jor Garam’ vendors who walked the isle. We could not resist sampling their wares to reconnect with the good old days.

 

We are back home to the ‘Blue City’. It is time to get back to our routine and send thanks to all our relatives and friends who made our visit so eventful. I specially  made it a point to thank the Vande Bharat driver for a lovely ride.

 

When will we visit the Pink City next? I wonder!!!!!!!

 

JAI HIND
© ® NOEL ELLIS

 

 

पिंक सिटी की यात्रा


लेफ्टिनेंट कर्नल नोą¤ą¤² ą¤ą¤²िस


19/II/2026

 

हम हाल ही में जयपुर से लौटे हैं, जहाँ हम दोस्तों और रिश्तेदारों से मिलने ą¤—ą¤ ऄे। जाने की यात्रा नई ऑरेंज और ब्लैकवंदे भारतट्रेन से हुई। हम ठीक से बैठ भी नहीं पाą¤ ऄे कि मंज़िल आ ą¤—ą¤ˆ। सच में, यह ą¤ą¤• सुपरफास्ट ट्रेन है और इसकी सेवाą¤ँ भी बेहतरीन हैं।

 

रास्ते मेंसांभर ą¤ीलपर गुलाबी फ्लेमिंगो की ą¤ą¤• ą¤ą¤²ą¤• देखना मन को छू गया। वे काफी दूर ऄे, इसलिą¤ बस हल्की सी ą¤ą¤²ą¤• ही मिल पाई।

 

मेरी नज़र खास तौर परअरावली पहाऔ़ियोंपर पऔ़ी। ये पहाऔ़ियाँ जयपुर तक पूरे रास्ते दिखाई देती हैं। लेकिन दुख इस बात का हुआ कि उन्हें धीरे-धीरे काą¤Ÿą¤•ą¤° खत्म किया जा रहा है। लोगों ने चट्टानों को टुकऔ़ा-टुकऔ़ा करके हटा लिया है। जो ऊँची-ऊँची पहाऔ़ियाँ ऄीं, वे अब छोटी-छोटी टीलों में बदल ą¤—ą¤ˆ हैं। ą¤•ą¤ˆ तो पूरी तरह मिटा दी ą¤—ą¤ˆ हैं। अफसोस होता है कि दुनिया की सबसे पुरानी पर्वत श्रृंखलाओं में से ą¤ą¤• इस तरह नष्ट हो रही है।

 

पिंक सिटीअब काफी हद तक कंक्रीट का जंगल बन चुकी है। शहरीकरण साफ दिखाई देता है। स्टेशन पर हमारा परिवार हमें लेने आया हुआ ऄा।

 

बीच-बीच में कुछ हरियाली भी दिखी, जहाँ कुछ स्ऄानीय पक्षी नजर ą¤†ą¤। उम्मीद है उनका प्राकृतिक घर सुरक्षित रहेगा।अल्बर्ट हॉलकी सैर का मौका मिलायह मेरे ससुर जी का भी नाम है। वहाँ हमने कुछ पक्षी देखे और आसमान में ą¤ą¤• हवाई जहाज़ को धुą¤ँ की लकीर छोऔ़ते हुą¤ भी देखा।

 

हमारे पहुँचते ही घर में खाने-पीने का त्योहार शुरू हो गया। पहला ही खाना धमाकेदार ऄा — ‘अखनी पुलाव और मटन करी

 

दूसरे ą¤•ą¤œ़िन ने हमें रात के खाने पर बुलाया। वहाँ चिकन करी और ą¤•ą¤Ÿą¤²ेट का लुत्फ़ उठाया। स्वादज़बरदस्तऄा, लेकिन रायता इतना लाजवाब ऄा कि मुँह में पानी आ जाą¤। मैं खुद को रोक नहीं पाया और दो ą¤•ą¤Ÿोरी रायता पी गया।

 

तीसरे ą¤•ą¤œ़िन, जो कपऔ़ों की औिजाइनिंग का काम करते हैं, उन्होंने अगले दिन हमें बिरला मंदिर के पास अपने कार्यस्ऄल पर बुलाया। वहाँ हमें शानदार दोपहर का भोजन कराया गया। खाना अलग तरह का, स्वादिष्ट और लाजवाब ऄा। यहाँ तक कि गोलगप्पे भीą¤¹ą¤Ÿą¤•ेऄे। शेफ के हाऄों में जादू ऄा, भगवान उन्हें खुश रखे। मेन्यू कुछ इस प्रकार ऄा:

स्टार्टर

  • क्रैकर्स और ą¤•ą¤š्ची सब्जियाँ
  • हरे मटर और पालक का ह्यूमस
  • बाबा गनूश
  • बिंगो क्रस्टेऔ दही बॉल्स

ą¤ą¤Ŗेटाą¤‡ą¤œ़र

  • गॉरमेट गोलगप्पा (ą¤ą¤µोकाऔो, भुनी मूंगफली और स्ट्रॉबेरी-चिली विनेग्रेट के साऄ)
  • चेरी टमाटर और मशरूम सीख, पुदीना गोट चीज़ के साऄ
  • चिली कोहलरबी फ्रिटर्स, सॉफ्ट चीज़ के साऄ

मुख्य भोजन

  • बटर स्क्वैश रिगाटोनी, कद्दू के बीज और चिली ऑयल के साऄ

Sweet

  • तिरामिसू कोन
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मेरे जीवन का सिद्धांतमर जाना पर दलिया नहीं खानाभी इस स्वादिष्ट शाकाहारी भोजन के आगे हार गया।

 

चौऄे ą¤•ą¤œ़िन, जो ą¤ą¤• प्रसिद्ध फोटोग्राफर हैं और ą¤ą¤• बऔ़े अखबार से जुऔ़े हैं, ने बताया कि उन्हेंगलताक्षेत्र में ą¤ą¤• कार्यक्रम कवर करने जाना है। मुą¤े याद आया कि नेशनल जियोग्राफिक पर गलता के बंदरों पर ą¤ą¤• कार्यक्रम देखा ऄा। महाशिवरात्रि के उस कार्यक्रम का ज़िक्र मैं अलग से करूंगा।

 

रात के खाने का मेन्यू भी लाजवाब ऄा, ‘नल्ली निहारी और खबूस’, उसके बाद पान। फिर उनके बेटों ने कीबोर्औ और गिटार पर शानदार प्रस्तुति दी। उनकी गायकी और संगीत ने सबका मन मोह लिया। शाबाश बेटों, आप कमाल हैं।

 

हर यात्रा में उस ą¤œą¤—ą¤¹ की कुछ खास परंपराą¤ँ देखने को मिलती हैं। जैसे यहाँलाखकी चूऔ़ियाँ बनती हैं। लाख ą¤ą¤• प्राकृतिक रेज़िन है, जोकेरिया लक्कानामक छोटे कीट से मिलता है। ये कीट पलाश, पीपल, बेर और बबूल जैसे पेऔ़ों पर रहते हैं। मादा कीट इस रेज़िन का स्राव करती है, जिसे ą¤‡ą¤•ą¤Ÿ्ठा कर शुद्ध किया जाता है और फिर उससे चूऔ़ियाँ बनाई जाती हैं।

 

हमारे पऔ़ोस की ą¤ą¤• मेहनती महिला, जिन्होंने कोरोना काल में अपने पति को खो दिया ऄा, ने चूऔ़ी बनाने का काम शुरू किया है। इस बार प्रक्रिया देख नहीं पाą¤, शायद अगली बार देख सकें।

 

सबसे खास पल ऄा ą¤ą¤• दोस्त के फार्म हाउस की यात्रा। उन्होंने जयपुर में सचमुą¤šą¤—ार्औन ऑफ ईऔनजैसा स्वर्ग बना दिया है। उनके प्रयास काबिल-ą¤-तारीफ हैं। 1993 के बाद मिल रहे ऄे, बातचीत में इतना खो ą¤—ą¤ कि फोटो लेना ही भूल ą¤—ą¤।

 

जयपुर की यह यात्रा सच में तरोताज़ा कर देने वाली रही। सबका प्यार, स्नेह और अपनापन दिल को छू गया। ą¤ą¤• सीख मिलीरिश्तों को ज़िंदा और मजबूत बनाą¤ रखना चाहिą¤। समय निकालकर मिलना, पुरानी यादें ताज़ा करना, हँसना और जिंदगी का आनंद लेना बहुत जरूरी है।

 

वापसी की ट्रेन यात्रा भी यादगार रही। हम रात के खाने के लिą¤ पराठे और आलू का भरता साऄ लाą¤ ऄे। ą¤…ą¤šार की खुशबू ने पूरे औिब्बे को महका दिया।चाय गरम चाय”, “कॉफी गरम कॉफीą¤”ą¤°ą¤šą¤Øा जोर गरमवाले आवाज़ लगाते हुą¤ गुजर रहे ऄे। पुरानी यादों को ताज़ा करने के लिą¤ हम खुद को रोक नहीं पाą¤।

 

अब हम अपनेब्लू सिटीवापस आ ą¤—ą¤ हैं। रोज़मर्रा की जिंदगी फिर से शुरू हो ą¤—ą¤ˆ है। उन सभी रिश्तेदारों और दोस्तों का दिल से धन्यवाद, जिन्होंने इस यात्रा को यादगार बनाया। खास तौर पर वंदे भारत के औ्राइवर को भी शानदार सफर के लिą¤ धन्यवाद दिया।

 

पता नहीं अगली बार पिंक सिटी कब जाना होगा? I wonder!!!!!!

 

जय हिंद
© ® नोą¤ą¤² ą¤ą¤²िस

 

















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