The sight of Jodhpur quenched our parched eyes - the blue city offering a welcome change to the golden monotony of the desert. The city, from its blue washed buildings, , burnished forts and bright turbans, brims with artistic pleasure. The guardian fort, Mehrangarh beams majestically as a testimony of this cultural delight.
Our wandering thoughts were broken as the car stopped at the village of Salawas, about an hour south of the blue city, to meet with the renowned weaving community, known specially for their dhurrie rugs. The village seems to grow dhurries, with its low compounds, walls and paths covered with brightly colored and patterned rugs.
Our next stop was at Singhasni, famous for its matkha pots. Matkha or Matkhi pots are supposedly the first earthenware to be made by the potters. These ecologically sustainable pots were used in these dry lands to store and cool water. Wanting to experience for a fleeting moment that intimacy we once shared with the earth, the guests dug their hands into the clay. The clay, as if it recognised the distant hands, failed to shape itself into a pot.
Then we travelled to the village of Pipar, 65 kms to the south of Jodhpur, to be welcomed by fabric rolled out across the ground to dry in the morning. The car went around in circles lost in the middle of nowhere. Finally we entered the village with three big houses from where the best indigo dyed dresses are sent out to the world. Here, we met Yaseen Shahabuddin and his family, the last family left in the village who carry on this tradition of block printing and natural textile dyeing.