


The crowd was getting thin as we reached near Khuri. Usually I always had some unforgettable moments in my previous trips and the pattern was about to repeat in a few minutes. The crowded bus left at 1.30pm for its one and a half hour journey to Khuri through the driest lands of India where wind mills lined the road on both sides. Even before I left from Bangalore, I had informed Badal Singh(+91 8107339097), the man who runs the Badal Guest House, where we planned to stay, that we were coming. We ignored the autowallahs and walked half a kilometer to a very small bus stand to catch the bus to Khuri. Our plan was to go to Khuri (a small village 50km far from Jaisalmer town) to do the night camping in the TharDesert.
A tale in the desert leather code#
Smiling Buddha was the code name for that invention that could kill millions of people in a second…what an irony!!! From that day onwards Pokhran has become synonymous with the nuclear bomb for many of us.Īround 11.30, the train halted at Jaisalmer where the great Indian railway ends.

That incident which is glorified in modern India’s history happened on a Buddha Pournima night. It was Pokhran, a really small town in Rajasthan which never would have become famous but for the successful nuclear tests by India. I jumped out from the seat seeing the station’s name as I opened my eyes around 9 in the morning. Like a sandcastle made by a child -Golden Fort
