Bhainsrorgarh village is altogether a different world, a place that is still left behind in the time and technology. And believe me, it doesn’t hurt to see it that way.
Where people don’t seem to rush, no loud honking and there is a sense of calmness all around.
You ask for a direction and they will happily tell it to you not showing a sense of urgency.
They say “First Impression Is Your Last Impression” and I had not quite experienced this thing with a place till now.
But while I am writing this, the first time I encountered this village, is still going inside my mind.
We took a right turn from Rawatbhata and saw a milestone which had “Bhainsrorgarh – 4 Kms” written on it.
We kept moving forward and after a few mintues, we were on a bridge made over the Chambal River.
It felt like a huge mountain came out of the Chambal River and people started living there and then you see the Bhainsrorgarh Fort at the very end of the cliff flaunting its glamour from far up there.
I had my eyes wide open, the first time I saw it. It seemed like a ruined fort but still looked more impressive than any other modern 5-star hotel.
The sun was right above it and light streaks were falling over it penetrating the clouds.
I can’t explain through my words, how amazed I felt seeing it. At first, I thought I was seeing Jaisalmer fort in a parallel world surrounded by water almost contrary to its conditions.
Now, I wanted to see it more badly from up close, I already knew that it had been converted into a boutique hotel but I didn’t expect what happened with us next.
We asked a few people the way up to the fort and finally passing through the narrow lanes that kept narrowing with every turn we reached at the main entrance of fort only to find out a guard sitting there waving us to go back.
Telling us that, it is private property and you are not allowed to stand in front of it.
Fine enough! Couldn’t blame him, he was doing his duty.
But our main reason for going to Bhainsrorgrah village was not the fort; we had seen a photo of a hanging bridge made over a river that made us leave for this place.
So while we were taking a U-turn from the entrance of Fort, I rushed to the guard and showed him that photo of the bridge and asked for the direction.
We got to know that, this place is popularly known as “Jhula” in Bhainsrorgarh village from him.
He told us that there are two ways to go, one is closer and the other one is 4-5 Kms from there.
Obviously, we wanted to take the closer path but the problem with it was that we had to leave our bike at a certain point and walk for almost 2-2.5 km downhill to be at the bridge which didn’t seem to be a good idea in the scorching heat of 40-degree Celsius.
We had already traveled for 50-60 Kms in that harsh condition, so we decided to take the longer path.
Now we had left the village behind that was on the mountain and were surrrounded by fields on both the sides.
After traveling for a few moments we thought of checking if we were on the right track and again confirming the way to “Jhula”. (Google maps won’t work here, believe me.)
So, we stopped at a tea stall on the way and asked the owner.
He told us that, you guys are on the right path, just go straight from here and after a while take a left turn and then a bridge will come not the one you are looking for, but once you cross this bridge slow down and keep looking for a gate on your left.
Once you find it, open it and just keep following the trails, it will lead you to your destination.
I was very impressed by the way he explained us the path and
we left again.
In no time, we were on a bridge, just the way he told us. Once we passed it, we started looking for that gate.
Just after a few moments we found a black iron gate, we opened it and followed the trails.
Believe me we were literally riding inside the fields and I could see people working on the nearby fields which made me quite nervous, because I felt like; we were riding on someone else’s private property.
But it didn’t last longer, within 10 minutes we were there at the place we wanted after asking almost 15 people, and riding for 3 hours under the impressive sun.
But, was it worth it?
Obviously, it was. It felt like I was watching a 90’s movie, people were bathing at the ghats and that bridge was not in the best of its condition every step you take on it, it sounded like someone shot a bullet.
The fort was visible from here and it felt even more mesmerizing with water in the foreground and the walls going up the hill.
Every now and then a group of goat will come passing the bridge and you just stand there still, hoping not to be hit by them.
Although once they did something which made me jump but I will tell you this story sometime later.
There were buffaloes grazing grass and the surroundings were very peaceful. Kids enjoying bathing and we just sat there trying to soak all of it.
The sun was still prominent so we thought to wait there to let it set and take a few photos in the golden hour.
And then leave for Kota.
I just want to say that, I loved every second of this short trip and if you are someone who loves to visit the real Rajasthan.
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