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  • Kutch – my favorite place to be!

    Kutch (or Kachchh)

    Kutch, by far is the largest district in India. Kutch literally means something which intermittently becomes wet and dry and it is called so because large area of Kutch is shallow wetland which submerges into water during rainy season, and is known as Rann of Kutch. The Rann is famous for the salt flats which become snow white after the rain water dries up.

    Sunset from the Train - on the way to Bhuj via Train
    Sunset from the Train – on the way to Bhuj via Train
    Banni Lands
    Banni Lands

    In Kutch is also my ancestor’s village. Unfortunately, I visited this beautiful place for the first time after I was 22 years old. I never grew up here but this is a place I am so fond of and I never miss a visit at least once in a year if not twice. The villages in Kutch are really awesome to be in and stay over. Life is here is very much laid back unlike Mumbai where it is too fast and one strong reason why I love to spend my vacations there.

     

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  • THE GREAT RANN OF KUTCH

    I have finally completed my travel post on Kutch and it is now live on my blog. Do check it out!

    Deep in the darkness of long night,
    Is when travelling at speed of light,
    I am going long away,
    To a different state of my own mind,

    Heavenly place may be waiting for me,
    To show its lovely palace of sand,
    Dunes I will miss and so will be the heat,
    B’coz its winter with blanket of mist,

    Its crystalline white mist I want,
    From you the natural wonder land,
    By each inch am closer to you,
    I am eager more to snap a shot!

    Black buck or a wild ass,
    Natural assets & your lemon green grass,
    Plucking peacock dancing in the hay,
    What a beautiful beauty you amass,

    Is gold and sandy so color to eyes,
    Mid night moon will soon quell its ties,
    A bright day and chilling sun light,
    My surroundings become just as bright,

    Wow, is what I feel to say,
    When I think of you and feel gay,
    Oh my dear wonder of nature,
    Don’t wanna wait to come your way,

    Isnt it true that I lust for your sand..

    Hey beauty just thinking of you,
    Ghoosebums spiraling my adrenaline up,
    Into my chest, to my right arm,
    No wonder that you are the great Rann..

    Rann of Kutch
    Rann of Kutch
    Swans in Kutch
    Swans in Kutch