The City of Lakes
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1 min readMar 23, 2017
Lake Pichola, dipped in sunset, like liquid gold. Rippling softly, swaying to the rhythm of evening prayers.
The City Palace, holding the city together with its regal glow, reciting stories of its majestic heritage. Of battles conquered, of festivities held. Filling the air with the fragrance of India’s royal past. The City Palace, a reliable custodian.
And Udaipur city, its quiet companion. Basking in its shadow, as if completing the rhythm. The Palace, the heart; the city, its soul.
As you sit by the Ghat, soaking in the aura, the city embraces you with open arms. Making you one of its own. The Palace, your heart; the city, your soul.
