While I was still planning this India trip, I remembered my Art History class back in college, and back when I became a teacher of the same subject. I remembered when we studied ancient Indian art. I remembered these temples with exquisite stone carvings of human figures all around the walls of these structures. There were figures of deities, of gods and goddesses, and erotic figures. While looking at where I want to go, I though I wanted to see
ANCIENT art, same as what we studied in Art History, I wanted to see with my own eyes those art pictures that we and my classmates only appreciated through a projector. Then my friend lend me her various brochures of India, and as I was browsing through them, behold, I saw where I wished to go!
In Khajuraho! And it's in the north, where I planned to go, just a few hours of train ride from Delhi. I got really excited that my route planning revolved around Khajuraho. I just really gotta go there.
In my mind, Khajuraho would be my third stop. But like in any travel, things could go out of hand. I wasn't able to book my train tickets ahead of time for my trips because of some tourist-unfriendly circumstance. I was lucky though to stay in a guest house in Agra that offered train bookings, but I was sort of like a chance passenger for the train going to Khajuraho because I inquired a day before the departure. For a time, I was preparing my mind that it may not push through. But thank God, it did!
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| Hidden from the forests of Khajuraho is the Kandariya Mahadeva Temple, the largest in the Western Group of Temples. |
