Ajmer

Ajmer…a town which always amazes me…every time I go there I see a different side to it…probably because going there is a strange mix of memories from the past and present…every time I go there its after a gap of more than a couple of years…and so in my mind the past and present mingle and the emotions I feel are so mixed that at times I don’t really know if they stem from today or from some experience way back in the past…

We reached Ajmer only in the wee hours of the morning…no one knew we were coming and so it was a surprise seeing the kids knocking the door at 4:00 am in the morning…and of course things had to start with a cup of tea…every time I go to Ajmer my relationship with everyone is different…probably because I have grown up between each visit and thus the equation changes…my association with Ajmer is very strange…there is no place to which I feel emotionally attached or rooted to…though I was born and brought up in Delhi…I just hate the place…it’s not a place I want to be associated with…thus Ajmer is as close as it gets…and also because I have all happy memories of that place…it just feels strangely familiar…