Our Kumbhalgarh trip was the most awated trip. Planning was going on for one and a half years. Finally got two holidays together and the weather was good so we left. Everything else was as it happens in every journey. Beautiful route, pause on the way to take photos. Somewhere good, somewhere bad tea. The place to see is to be crowded. Can't find a parking space.These are all part of every trip.We had our hotel bookings already so we didn't mind staying and eating. Couldn't see Sunday fort, went to see Monday. The crowd was still there.
Those who haven't seen the fort till now should know that there is not much to see. There was nothing like what I saw in Chittor or Mehrangarh here. Lack of care here.
Just keep climbing, it is definitely that the view looks so beautiful from such a height that the mind gets stuck there. And the rainy season is the one who is pleasant to sleep in enhancing the beauty.
Among all these common things, there was a special thing. That's why we found a small guide in the fort.
A small, almost 9-10 year old came to us wearing full shirt and pants and asked if you want a guide? Once I did not do it, but then I called him.
He said he would tell us the story of the fort. Little did we know, little was told by that little guide. He was stopping at every turn and was standing beside us and telling us everything in a rude tone but I don't know about others, I was more interested in his story than the fort. While talking I noticed that one of her hands was polyograsted.
When I asked, he told that ′′ his name is Sandeep, he studied in the same government school in 4th class. He learned all this from great guides.
He gives the money he got from this 'profession' to his mother so that his mother arrange for his uniform, books and fees. ′′
He stopped at one place and said that the security people will not let him go in front of him.
We gave him two notes of 50 and he said, if there is a note of 100, give it because he is collecting it. We gave him a 100 note.
Then he said he will click our family photo too. She told us the place and posed that ladies on one side and gents on the other, such good photos will come. She didn't like the first phone we let her click the photo, she asked me for another one and when I told her how to click she said she knows everything. He also told his brother-in-law that he can make three of someone's one in the phone
After roaming the whole fort, he met us again in Lakshmi Narayan Temple with his mother. As soon as he saw us, he came to give us Charanamrut because there was no Pandit ji.
We told his mother that is a very sweet and understanding child.
It's true that the lack in life teach you what we can never learn in facilities.
