Tag Archives: Bikaner

blog 109: seduced by a blond hussy!

I was at the camp drinking tea with Father when Son # 2 returned. “All went well Sahib Uncle! The Royal Munshi is aware of most of the Wahhabi File already it appears. We talked. That is to say he … Continue reading

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blog 108: the scales of gold

We arrived back mid morning. The Royal Hunter led me into an inner courtyard. It was lined with red roses that filled the air with their rich scent. But it was neither the rose or the scent I smelled before. … Continue reading

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blog 107: the ashina were

“You are not hunting sand grouse” the soldier explained. “We are hunting a wolf.” “Wolves are rare in the Thar and limited to the rocky wastes” I replied. “And wolves are taboo to hunt. They are tied to the harvest. … Continue reading

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blog 106: the white rat speaks

We dutifully reported to the Royal Munshi who was naturally expecting us at 8:30 exactly. So we dressed in our best khaki kurta uniforms and turbans and (as this was not a durbar) shiny black boots. Then we trotted to … Continue reading

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blog 105: i hope i have f–k this up already?

We were up at 3:00 and by dawn had exercised our horses and were commencing second breakfast when a trim officer in a precise tunic without trim or apparently rank insignia appeared. We invited the young man to have chai … Continue reading

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blog 104: bikaner

Piece of cake! We took the Rajasthan Road south and arrived at Bikaner. Bikaner is the northern principality of Rajasthan. It is the chip off the old Jodhpur — literally. An ambitious younger son decided to create his own princely … Continue reading

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