Now I may be am amateur to express my opinion on a global forum, but being born and raised in the Golden City of Rajasthan, I can assure you that there is no place like Jaisalmer. An avid fashion geek, foodie and adventure lover, I am open to variety and experimenting newer things in our world. And so, I had decided to visit one of the historical cities of India, Raipur.
Having no idea about the city of Raipur, I was clueless about the travel lines and accommodations in the city. The advanced technology of this generation came of much help to me. I found several options of Raipur flight plus hotel booking, which could have been a pinch in my budget, plus numerous trains that could take me on my journey.
The matter of booking a hotel room was also completed in the click of a button. I took the JSM JU Express from Jaisalmer the first evening. It would take me to Jodhpur, from where I would have to take the JU Puri Express to reach the adventurous city.
The Scenic picture that the sky was painted with looked like a canvass off an art gallery wall. The sound of the train track, the thrum of the people, piping hot teas and the cool breeze, lulled me into slumber as I closed my eyes dreaming of what lay ahead of me. Tiny villages, cities and stations passed by in a blur and I was already filled with pictures to write a whole book about.
The journey I took from Jaisalmer was like a leaf off a Ruskin Bond Tale. The breathtaking view of the various cities I passed through was worth the trip by train. Fitting my budget and still giving me much to write and cherish was a choice worth the money.
The simple girl from the rubbles of Jaisalmer was about to pain the city of Raipur with fluorescent colors now. With my entire journey planned and scheduled out, I was eager to reach my destination and with haste.