The Lost Havelis of Shekhawati
It was at the fag end of the lonely street. Camouflaged under unkempt creepers and easily missable. A sign covered with cobwebs and dust read “Poddar Haveli” and as I tread over a pile of creaking dried leaves, my jaw dropped in awe. An 18th century haveli stood ceremoniously, with a rustic, iron lock on it’s intricately … Continue reading The Lost Havelis of Shekhawati
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