Stories from photos
His Royal highness Rawal Sunderlal Singh was part of a long line of rulers from 12 th century AD when his great grandfather Rawal Jaisal Singh had started the empire of Jaisalmer pushed through war from the great swathe of land they ruled starting from Afghangistan .
They were a salute state of the British empire ie a state that deserved a gun salute .
Singh looked at the man sitting across him , from the hard glass of frosted exteriors as the icy rocks sloshed the brown liquid the fine whisky .
He sipped into it savouring its oaky casked flavour and swished its rye raunchiness of a true scotch .
The man with the hat in his jeep he had glimpsed in the courtyard surely wasnt a tourist he played to convey .
The suns burnish in the coppery skies and the chill of a november evening in the desert with him sitting on the sandstone turret of a towering fort .
He looked down to the teeming market as busy as ever at this time .
And then he heard a distant rumble of the sturdy jeep the man with the hat drove and saw a fine haze of dust bellow as it wound into the desert .
A silhoutte of slowly lumbering camels on the dunes never hid the by now tiny jeep steaming ahead .
Was this the man from RAW he was tipped about
The one whose mission in life was definitely not what he feared but still his focussed gaze when they met had disturbed him .
He turned to his old retainer standing with his walrus moustache
Oh kon he ?
Oh ....... laughed Hukum Singh
Oh tho ek malayalee aadmi he
Idhar se uski daddha rehte he
pehle saal phir ,
unka uske baath enquire karne ke aane he ,
Koi RAW aadmi ,aur police waale officer nahi ,maharaj
Ye tho maamuli aadmi he
Koyi gadbad nahi he saab !!
I just heard all this in my custom built Bose ear piece
one of a kind .
The same mini mike Hukum singh was given to plant on the king 😊😁
It was good indeed .
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