Joyous in Jaisalmer

A cluster of white tents, golden dunes, the setting sun and the rising moon, and folk singers and dancers performing around a bonfire—does it sound like the perfect setting for a movie? We lived such moments amidst the golden dunes of Jaisalmer ... moments frozen in time ... joyous moments amidst joyless terrains.

Next morning, as we left the tents behind, I carried with me the spirit of Jaisalmer—to create magic out of simple things—the video below is a testimony to that.

'Wah' and 'Nah' Taj

Twenty years had had passed since I first saw the Taj. I was only a son then, and now I'm a husband and a father. I see with new eyes, feel with greater depth, is more aware, and concerned about my surroundings. Tragically, I am also human, so all concern do not necessarily get transformed into action.

Looking at the Taj had had been a 'Wah' (or Wow) moment as a gawky teenager and it was no different as a middle-aged man.


But I wasn't quite prepared for the 'Nah' moment behind the Taj (look closely at the bottles strewn around) and on the banks of Yamuna.


I did pick up the bottles and dumped them at the waste bin, but I did not have enough resources to clean up the Yamuna (you probably think I'm deluded). Is it too much to ask each individual to do their part, or does it sound like idealistic rants of a deluded individual? I am, however, a strong believer of personal freedom, so I would leave the choice for you to decide. It's your choice which side you'll take—one who litters, or one who cleans up.