We found that Chittorgarh offered a blend of history and culture, featuring the serene Kirti Stambh Jain tower and fragrant sarees. We also shared a satisfying lunch of dal-bati-churma with our driver, Deepak ji. Reflecting on our experiences, the journey back to Udaipur was marked by a deeper understanding of both valor and faith.
Every stone in Chittorgarh carries memory, but some rise higher than others — literally and figuratively. As we walked deeper into the fort, towers touched the sky, kunds whispered of battles, and the specter of jauhar hovered heavy in the air.
If Udaipur is the romantic heart of Mewar, Chittorgarh is its soul — fierce, tragic, unyielding. As we drove towards the fort that once stood as the largest in India, I felt as though we were approaching not just stone walls, but a living legend of Rajputana.
The trip to Nathdwara takes place along the roads of Rajasthan, where pilgrims travel barefoot, showing their devotion to Shreenathji, a respected incarnation of Krishna. Led by Deepak ji, we observed the lively culture and holy environment as we arrived at the Shreenathji Temple, feeling a deep bond amid the busy crowd and spiritual enthusiasm.
