What is interesting about the village today is that it flourishes around the ruins and the deer park and it is frequented by loving couples, locals and expats. When we were there we followed a group of chanting women making their way through the narrow streets. We tried to find out what they were chanting about, probably the welfare of the wonderful babies that some of the women were holding with pride.
It’s tiny and can be walked though in a short while but there is not much chance of that happening when you know what is on offer. The Cotton shop at the entrance with wonderful bed sheets and spreads. The “Touch of Gold” shop near the school where they use old saris and brocades on their designs. The shop which I know my eldest will love full of sixties madness and floral flounces. The miniatures and lithograph shop, the rare book shop tucked round the back, the designer wear, furniture from Kashmir hand crafted and scented, the Bollywood Poster shop for the fans, the Living Room Café and on it goes…
When you are tired and in need of a drink or a nice curry pop up four flights of stairs to the Gunpowder café, with a wonderful view of the tank and the surrounding forest. My 90 year old mother- in- law got all the way up without stopping so that is your challenge for the week.
When you are seated and enjoying the view, have a buttermilk ( lassi ) with chilies and a hint of ginger to quench your thirst and cleanse you of any lurking winter bugs.
Delhi – icious