Thankful for a few hours’ rest in some rather comfortable recliner chairs in a quiet part of the Delhi airport, we proceeded to the gate to board an early morning flight to Udaipur. Nicknamed by some as “the Venice of the East” and regarded as a very romantic city, this southern Rajasthan location is a favorite spot on the tourist trail. The still early morning light cast its magical glow on all it touched. Standing at the edge of Lake Pachouli, I took in the scene. Milky white havelis danced in the rippled water. Green and yellow - reflections from some trees and a larger building - competed for attention. At a small temple across the lake, women were already partway finished with washing clothes in the lake, with freshly laundered items already strung out in front of the temple. Off to my left, an older woman beat her wet sari with what looked like a cricket bat. Along a railing, clothes hung like misshapen beads. A young woman with long wet hair continued wrapping the length of blue sari material up and over her shoulder, looking across towards the Jag Niwas palace in the middle of the lake and the mountains beyond. Flocks of birds swooped synchronously in the blue sky as if part of a choreographed performance, pausing briefly on old domes.
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