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Friday, 7 March 2014
Road Trip to Jaipur
Road Trip to Jaipur
It’s a cold sulking day, like any other wintery day
in Kanpur! For me it is something else though. Everything seems so much
brighter, sunnier and happier and lovelier! OMG! That was funny never mind
everybody because its my B-I-R-T-H-D-A-YI am talking about . And I go crazy on my birthdays. Its proven. This
birthday though is little different!
My first “married” birthday!Making tea for everybody in the morning that
day was something that could have moved me to tears sometime back but not
anymore. The transformational journey from Ms. Garg to Mrs.Gupta post marriage
may have been little messy initially but now 359 day/nights later I feel like I
have never known anything else. So much for a guy I have never seen or met or
talked or even heard of last year. SIGH! Well this is true for most of the
Tch Tch its not so bad though guys! Last night Mr.
Gupta decided to be little cheesy on my birthday (so unlike him!) and surprised
me with a “Teddy cum bouquet” and my favorite chocolate cake, decorated the
living room with lighted candles and balloons and sang the old age birthday
song for me . He even called 2 of his buddies to add some chorus. I could not
stop kissing him, hugging him and doing what not, (grins!).
Mr. Gupta is a “Scindian”( a term used for the students of Scindia School, Gwalior). Being
that is advantageous . You get to know the elite of India at such a tender age.
Mr Gupta’s best friend is a blood relative of some Maharaja of Gwalior. I don’t
know exactly what and who. All I cared about was that he was getting married
and we were going to a royal wedding. Ooh la la!
Before you get all charged up and geared for “the
ROYAL WEDDING” please note that I just went to the wedding because I wanted to
accompany my husband. It’s a type of all boys wedding! I mean except for the
bride of course, i.e. from the grooms side, only the males of the family went
plus the grooms Sisterplus uninvited me.
We started around 12:30pm on my birthday i.e. 1st
of March, delayed by my early morning birthday celebrations followed by Mr.
Gupta’s last minute salon visit, and factory inspection.
Although we took our driver but because Mr Gupta
loves to drive and I love to sit next to him while he drives so it was us in
the front while Driver saab relaxed
and spread himself in the back seat of our very new Duster.
The ride was little bumpy till Agra owing to all the
diversions the road builders have made. It is being said that the road to Agra
is being made into a six lane road but I really doubt that’s true because in
parts where the road is newly done neither looks any bigger than 4lane nor it
looks anymore better. So I and Mr. Gupta came to the conclusion that they are
actually trying to make an overbridge over all the villages, gillas and the smaller towns so as to
make it convenient and faster for the travelers. What they are really trying to
do is as we all know is a different story altogether!
Tired of all the diversions and dust, we took a
break at Sikandra which is just 1hour from Kanpur. Surya Dhaba on the outskirts
of Sikandra is a modern dhabha with outside garden sitting and almost clean
We had Dal tadka, Paneer Butter Masala and butter
roti. I would recommend all the road travelers to avoid paneer at all costs
when making a stop at such dhabas. I feel they are not upto the mark mostly in
terms of quality n all.
After that the journey was pretty much smooth, if
you don’t count the fights over the music selection, where I was bent towards
English songs while Mr. Gupta wanted to play all the old sad songs. And while
we are at it have you heard the song ALIVE- By the empire of sun?It’s a must on your itunes collection! Oh! It
almost make you feel you have a Life!
I forgot to tell when me and Mr. Gupta are on road
trips I generally play the role of “not so good” or “a kid would be better than
you”kinda of NAVIGATOR using GoogleMAPS App. This app is a must have. I would highly recommend it. It had never
got us wrong. With very little brains and a good internet connection, you are
in for a hassle free, confusion free road trip. Whohoo here we come JAipur.
It took us good 9 hours drive to reach Jaipur
including 40mins luch break and 30mins. Of getting stuck at a jam near Agra.The
entrance to Jaipur is one of its kinds. Jaipur lies behind a long tunnel which
is now all too freshly pink and fully equipped with camera surveillance,
traffic control and other modern security. On the other end of the tunnel is a
breathtaking view of the Aravali hills. When we entered, it sure made us think
of some other era!
Jaipur “the pink city” is not so pink anymore,
besides the tunnel. You will find some pink houses here and there. We reached
Marriott J.W. which is very near to the Jaipur airport and were received by the
groom himself. His ‘down to earth’ attitude totally won all our hearts. He
showed us all to our rooms himself and tried to make as much time for us as
Hotel Marriott is like any other 5star with very helpful
staff and good O2spa. Try the Balinese massage there its good. Restaurants and
lounges are good enough nothing extraordinary but. We celebrated my birthday at
The LOUNGE –a pub. The DJ was good, the crowd was soaring hot, which I really
did not expect owing to the city’s reputation of protecting the culture. The
only minus was there were no snacks being served at the place which was a big
downer for us as we were little hungry after such a long drive.
After all the partying and catching up with old
friends the Scindians, Mr. Gupta and me retired to our stateroom on the
executive floor (7th floor) at 3am. Owing to the late hours we kept
, Mr. Gupta could not make it for the breakfast the next day. I did though, and
enjoyed my buffet breakfast at Okhra, a 24*7 multicusine restaurant on the ground
floor, just behind the main lobby.
I settled for a corner seat which had a view of a
huge artificial water body, the central area of the hotel around which the
hotel building is built 7storeys tall. This water body is made of black marble
and has water falling softly on all the sides where it collects and is
circulated giving an impression of endless pool. It also has little marble
vases with some green flowers coming out of it, 3 on each corner. They appear
to be lazily kept over there and drifting away in the water. The thing which
makes it most mesmerizing to me though was a marble window made in the exact
centre of the pool. It was like a ‘window to the world”. Sitting therealone I felt calm and felt seemingly happy.
Rest of the day was already planned by the groom. We
all had to go for the royal luncheon held in the moghul gardens of Jaigarh Fort
which comes under the Maharaja of Jaipur who is a relative of the bride. On the
way to Jaigarh fort was this local market johari bazaar. It sure looked heck of
a place to make a stop for me with all the pink little shops linedalongside for 1000metres selling silver
jewellery, jodhpuris bright textiles but Mr. Gupta smelling the danger pressed
the accelerator hard and made a dash for it!..and I missed my girl friends .
What a lovely time we would have had here.
Rest of the day passed away nicely at Jaigarh fort,
where we met lot of maharajas and kunwars, no kumaris and maharanis though,
apparently I was the only lady there besides Prithvi’s sister and she had
decided to skip the event due to some reasons unknown to me. Neverthless I got
enough male attention from all the royalty being the only one although I would
like to credit my good looks and impecaable lady like mannerisms for it
(grins!). And we easily viled away our time in the moghul gardens of Jaigarh
which once used to be for the ladies of the palace only.
In the evening me and Mr Gupta had to make a quick
stop at the World Trade Park(WTP) next
to the hotel. No no I didn’t need to shop. It was because I left Mr. Gupta’s
tuxedo hanging in the almirah of our room in Kanpur. Let me mention though that
when I gave this info to Mr. Gupta in the morning when he was in the bathroom
going through his morning chores and I just behind the door (the timing to
divulge the info was preplanned so as to reduce the impact of anger I was
expecting) he took it without a blink. It was as normal for him as reading
about celebrity breakups in the Kanpur times every morning. It was as if he
almost expected it out of me. God! It made me love him more or what! WTP is a
must visit if not for shopping(though it has all the high street brands) then
for the architecture.
In the evening after returning I headed for my
Balinese massage followed by jacuzi, spa and sauna at the O2 Spa@Marriott while my hubby in his brand
new suit went to the city palace for the wedding. Yeah I could not go as was
not supposed to go. Mr Gupta had a good time though. There was lot of alchohol
(loads..Chivas Regal bottles were flooding the place or so I heard) and also a
Light and Sound show talking about all the Maharajas who have ever ruled
With this our small trip to Jaipur came to an end the next
day. After thanking the groom and meeting the family we headed to Delhi. But
that’s another story ..right ;)
PS: No one , I mean no one got to see the bride
except the groom and I am guessing and hoping the Sister. She had a long ghoonghat covering her face. Sigh! So much for a guy she had never seen or met or
talked or even heard of till 3months back. My my my ….it all comes with a
prize, be it gargs or guptas or maharani’s!