Apart from these practical uses that a turbanis availed for, it is also a symbol of honor for the men of Rajasthan.Ĭolors have a deep meaning in our culture & give a beautiful insight about the lifestyle of the people of Rajasthan. To protect themselves from heat of the blazing sun and harsh climate, turbans are also used as pillows by men while travelling and can be used as ropes to draw water from a well. He wears a Marwadi gol paghdi & sings Pabuji ka Pad.They are found in various sizes and shapes and are influenced by many factors. Pappu Ram Bhil belongs to Bhil community. Jat community in Narwa village wears a bright yellow turban. The Kevat community wears only red Bandhani turban at all occasions. Making Pagdis has become a prominent craft and is an integral part of the rich heritage & an identity for many communities. “People of such a city must have the most colorful mindsets” said one,“…painting their imagination in colors flowing through their lanes… and veins.” Every corner of the city speaks a different story… You often see men sporting colorful headgears & this royal tradition have been followed whole heartedly. Their love for the color being so profound that they even decided to reside in houses drenched in a hue of Pink… “And Oh! How it merges with the gradient of the sky of the setting sun, the skyline of Jaipur!” & so does his headgear, thought everyone. Seeing the much excited crowd all ears to his narrations the King introduced his province… A city where colors are deep rooted in the culture and so the city itself is known after one of the most vibrant colors ever, as The Pink City. An anticipatory audience turned to the king of Jaipur as he began speaking. Soon the Durbar was filled with stories of amazement, with each sharing a bit of his own. “Every king tells a tale from their region!” said one, more out of a collective inquisitiveness to know about the King of Jaipur than to know about anyone else. On the spur of the moment whispers about the never seen before headpiece started echoing from every corner. Carrying waves of the oceans on his head, making sand dunes dance to his tunes he walked the sea to the deserted lands of Rajasthan. Jaws dropped, eyes hypnotized, heads turning in the direction of his waving tail as he walked past.
and the waves did indeed adorn his impeccably bright fedora… it’s tail waving with the wind, light as feather. This King of Jaipur was something… of a fresh wave, that irresistibly passed through each and every one present in the gathering…. He stands out like a white crane in the shimmering background of the afternoon river… and his headgear, a perfect pink shines brighter than all jewel put together. Miniature painting People Wearing Safa Turban, Rajasthan Amidst such pomp and show a man with a King’s composure and firmness walks in… not bedecked in jewels like the rest. One after another, kings enter the Durbar & the whole place lights up with their shimmering attires. Kings grace the occasion in finest Angrakhas & their blazing jewel studded headgear’s. Escorted by troops of horses and elephants decorated with finest imagery, jewels, textiles and armors, they are being showered with colorful flowers pouring over the gathering. It’s a sight to behold, men & women welcoming the Kings by dancing their hearts out.
Royals from every corner are called upon to decorate the occasion. Gathering commences in the middle of deserted pavilions where velvet carpets adorn the Dessert lands & Manganiyars play folk music as a bugle for the occasions to begin.
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