|Small building on top of the big hill.|
|Small building looking down to the lake.|
Finally followed one of the Amber Fort walls up to the top where there is a small building, a shrine, and a resident man, (I am not sure who was more surprised, me that someone lived in the building or him that someone appeared--and we aren't talking an easy walk up the hill.) He was very kind, we could speak enough to determine that we couldn't really carry on a conversation, but he didn't ask for anything, made some hand gestures I interpreted as "make yourself at home," and then went about his business. It was a lovely exchange as if I wasn't a white woman with a ball cap, sunglasses, and a pack and he wasn't a brown man with beads, a wrap, and sandals. I reflected on the other beings of this nature who I have had the opportunity to witness (my all time favorite is the one who lives on the street with dogs in Vrindavan), but for some reason I felt the impulse to return with some offering.
"What do you take a Baba-type being who lives on the top of hill and doesn't appear to need much, so you are not insulting?" Gurudev suggested I start with a few pieces of fruit and not to be surprised if he throws them on the ground. Ok, it sounds like an adventure... I have never had this impulse before, but Gurudev suggested I try and proceeded to tell me about a Saint who had lived up there. I so love this part of India.
|A new view of Amber Fort|