Once upon a time in Jaisalmer, the walls of Salam Singh’s Haveli trembled with occurrences of cruelty. Women feared event its shadow, and the curse it could bring upon them. A few miles away in the Thar Desert, Kuldhara village has similar stories of a curse, and remains an abandoned place. Legend says that it remains deserted to this day because of the misdeeds of diwan Salam Singh.
The musty smell was a constant feature. My childhood memories are attached to this smell, and then few. Like running down to buy kachoris if any guest came. Since the famous shop was so close, we followed the golden rule of “always eating fresh”.
Pink House takes me back to the memories of Himachal Pradesh where we visited in April 2017. I had always wanted to visit Dharamsala/McLeodganj. While looking up stays there, Pink House caught my attention, for its quirky wall art and cool vibe.
As someone who straddles two cultures, of Bengal and Haryana, she’s a person with some amazing stories. And she’s shared some for me to illustrate and use as part of my #BlogchatterA2Z challenge. So in Deepti’s words and with my illustrations …