Jaipur

Suntem in intarziere si nu foarte cronologici, dar iata un update de prin 10 martie 🙂

Exploram incepand de la Agra trecutul Moghul al Indiei. Dupa minunea numita Taj Mahal si ale lui linii Persane a urmat orasul roz al Indiei, Jaipur, capitala Rajahstanului.

De la gara ne-a luat 20 se minute intr-o ricsa sa ajungem la hotelul nostru, un Haveli plin de sarm si istorie. Intregul drum prin oras am admirat curatenia (relativa fata de Delhi si Agra), fatadele minutioase si rosii ale cladirilor si bazarul local. Inapoi la hotel am fost primiti cu fastul Rajahstanului: am intrat sub petale de trandafir si am fost binecuvantati la intrare. Oli a si observat un mic Ganeș ce ne proteja din fața camerei. Ne-am instalat si am pornit sa admiram rosul de mai aproape.

 
Am avut noroc sa dam peste Dl. Khan, un sofer de rikshaw care, pentru urmatoarele zile, ne-a fost ghid pentru oras si minunile lui. Alaturi de el am vazut Palatul pe Apa, Fortul de Chihlimbar, Palatul Vantului, Observatorul Astronomic si Templul Maimutelor. Deja mi-e teama ca am scris prea mult ai nici nu am inceput macar:)

Toate obiectivele sunt simboluri ale Rajahstanului, ale independenței dar si subordonării fata de imparatul Moghul si ale puterii si bogatiei acestui stat. Amestec de Hinduism si Islam in stiluri si simboluri, delicatețe specifica arhitecturii persane si deitati Hinduse, opulenta, lux si tehnica. Fortul domina impunator valea de jos, mandru precum fostii regi ce l-au numit casa.
 

 

English
Starting with Agra we have been exploring India’s Moghul past. After Agra and the breathtaking Taj Mahal with his Persian lines we stopped in India’s pink city: Jaipur, the Capital of Rajahstan.

From the train station we had a 20 minutes rickshaw ride to our hotel, a charming and history filled Haveli. Through the city we admired the cleanliness (compared to Agra and Delhi), the intricate red façades and the local bazaar. At theObservf we were greeted with a typical Rajahstani greeting: we entered under falling rose petals and were blesses. Oli even noticed the small Ganesh protecting us from in front of our room. We settled and then left to see all thst red from closer.

Our luck was called Mr. Khan, a friendly rickshaw driver who, for the following days became our guide to the city and its wonders.  We saw Water Taj, The Amber Fort, The Wind Palace, The Astronomical Observatory and the Monkey Temple. I am already afraid that I have written too much and I have not even started yet.

All the sights speak about the delicate relationship between the Rajahstani kings and the Moghul Emperor, about being independent and of a different religion but being one’s subject. A mixture of Hinduism and Islam. Styles, symbols, persan curves and Hindu deities, opulence, luxury and technology. The fort dominates the valley bellow, proud as its former inhabitants