Pushkar
Much has been said about the annual Camel fair at Pushkar, Rajasthan. My first impression as we reached the outskirts, was that of a somnolent village tucked away in the middle of nowhere. I failed to understand what the lure to the place was. That impression did not last long. Pushkar is a village, for it is nothing more than a village, bustling with activity. You are assaulted by the sights, smells and sounds with such rapidity that it takes a while for things to register. What made the most impact on me was the people of Pushkar. The vibrant colours of their clothing enliven what would otherwise be a dismal landscape. The turbans and veils provide a much needed relief from the scorching heat of the day and the chilly nights. The laid back panache with which they carry themselves make them even more striking.
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| Husband and wife duo out shopping |
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| Turbaned devotee outside temple |
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| Ladies in red veils at the marketplace |
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| Vegetable market |
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| Rajasthani girl |
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| Village ladies |
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| Rajasthani man who serenaded us in the desert |
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| Beautiful mother and baby in the desert |
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| Rakesh, who took us around the fair |
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Husband and wife entertainers in the desert
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Ladies out shopping
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| Man in colourful turban out for a stroll. |
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| Man in white |
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| Ladies with fantastic nose rings |
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| Boy dressed as Lord Shiva for the celebrations |
(Photos by Global Nomad)
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