PRAGPUR, WELCOMHERITAGE JUDGE'S COURT
June 28th, 2014
I
recounted while I sat at the Open Air breakfast table all by myself sipping a
cup of warm green tea with honey, about how much I have been running.
Oh
I took some Liberty with the Cheese
The
reflection of the trees from the 12 Acre
large fruit orchard and the merry chirping of birds brought me to this
rather stark revelation of what I have been doing all the while! I have been
working way too hard, running too much, chasing an anonymous entity for long
enough to have forgotten that it lies within me. This entity is apparently
happiness in as small a thing as doing absolutely nothing!
The Lychee Tree
I
am quite a sucker for Romance. I love the stories of Jane Austen, Eloisa James,
and the likes. Gone with the wind has till date been my most loved novel (&
Movie for that matter!). Though I absolutely relish these novels for several
other reasons (perhaps in a later post), I particularly adore the pictures
painted of the valleys, lush gardens, Country Houses, Chandeliers, Candle
Sticks, Large Mirrors, Ornate Ceilings, Fireplaces, delicate linen, lavish upholstery,
exquisite carpets on wooden floor, oh I could go on and on. There was something
about that world that only wanted to be beautiful & peaceful. Such is the
world of WelcomHeritage Judge’s Court,
Pragpur, a sleepy hamlet in Himachal Pradesh, soaked in exquisite beauty and
heritage.
Apparently
the Judge’s Court was built a century ago by Sir Justice Jai Lal’s father for
his son, who was a lawyer at the Lahore High Court during the era of the British
Raj. It was initially built for the purpose of a summer home which was the
residence of the Lal’s until late 1980s when his grandson, Mr. Vijai Lal
envisioned this to be a Hotel. And today, The Judge’s Court, is just not a
hotel, but a destination!
Blue
skies, gentle Breeze, fruit orchard, farms of seasonal crops and a Grand
English style country Manor all containing 20 elegant heritage soaked rooms and
suites. It was as though I was Emma Woodhouse and had magically time
travelled into a land that in my mind only existed in fiction. But lo and behold,
it was tangibly a reality!
I
was indeed tempted to adorn a Marie Antoinette styled gown, in peach and walk about the verdant gardens of The Judge’s Court.
Well, at present Miss Woodhouse certainly did not have people’s lives to meddle with but
certainly a large mansion having rooms with fireplaces, candlesticks, large
antique mirrors, library, exuberant dining room and excellent service men.
Salons to read books and verandahs overlooking the gardens to stretch and
unwind.
Miss Woodhouse
embraces sweet slumber!
I
love drama! Everything in life suddenly comes to life when drama takes me over.
Sometimes I am too intolerant with my melodramatic behavior, so much so that I
strive to censure this avatar of myself. But as I walked into the lanes of the
Heritage Village of Pragpur (Apparently the very first proclaimed), I was so
very thrilled to see my fictitious reality springing to life. Cobble stoned
lanes, English Styled Sloped roof, window panes with French Glass, all of the
Heritage Village that has been painstakingly restored by the family of the Lals,
just added a great vintage frame to an already rolling drama!
Most
of these houses are over 300 years old. WelcomHeritage Judge’s Court Houses 3
Suites amidst this bygone era! See for yourselves!
"Narrow Streets of Cobblestone"
So
much about the destination, WelcomHeritage Judge’s Court. More about ‘In and
Around’ the destination, follows.
Suggestion: Just pick up a book and read on. This vacation is not about mindless trodding, but it is about unwinding and finding yourself in a Romance Novel!
Order
a massage if you think you are too uptight, that will bring you to shape so that you may do the
above!
- --Jane
/ 12.30AM – 5th July 2014
