Pink Floyd at Pushkar

It was one of those unexpected turn of events, albeit a pleasant one for a change. In the midst of the regular humdrum of office work, there came an offer to visit a client location at far-off Ajmer in Rajasthan. I had planned for my colleague to go there but had to go myself.

Even though it was a two day visit and was fully booked with meetings client side official accompanying me helped me get off on a well deserved 3 hour break (yeah, that's correct) sight-seeing in Ajmer.

A suggestion was made to visit Pushkar some 13 kilometres from Ajmer and I gladly took it. Added to this was that the trip was to be on a bike and the road took us through the hills!!

The hills of Aravalli ranges were inviting and eventhough it was a very short ride it was made highly enjoyable by the fact that we had a Honda CBZ Extreme bike and I was the driver.

The Brahma temple (the only ancient temple for Brahma) was full of crowds and the town of Pushkar was all bylanes, dust and souvenir shops.

The ride was the best part of the trip and I returned to work 3 hours later.

After another hectic day, we (me and the client side rep) returned to Jaipur at night for a flight next afternoon.

Lady Luck was on my side and there too we got a bike from one of my client's friends. I grabbed the chance for a never expected ride through the streets of Jaipur and again the Aravalli ranges waiting on the outskirts of the Pink city.



It was a pleasant drive going to Amber Fort atop the hill. Roaring up in first gear on cobbled path to the fort atop the hill was great. While returning, on a whim, I turned towards the Jaigarh Fort too, located on the next hilltop.

It was ride-through sight-seeing of Amber Fort, Jaigarh Fort, Jal Mahal, Hawa Mahal and of course the blushing buildings of Jaipur.All in 3 hours flat only to drive like a maniac back to pack and be in time to catch the flight back home.

Lost moments, belabouring in office, make it all the more pleasant when such breaks from blue steal over you.


* Pink Floyd is a small lodge-restaurant nestled in the by-lanes of Pushkar run mainly for the foreigners. I could see zonked out foreigners lounging with appropriate kitsch off the wall. Rates pricey for Pushkar completed the scene.