A legend to its origin, a unique temple, a camel festival, a holy lake and fairs and festivity-and yet this modest town, Pushkar will give you the laid back and lazy ambiance, that might be the thing you need, in its many cafes and an idle and relaxed culture. Every year, around November, the sleepy little township of Pushkar India comes alive with a riot of colors and a frenzied burst of activity.
It is an occasion for villagers from far and near to gather together and enjoy a welcome break from their harsh life of the arid desert and enjoy they do! In dazzling style and colors. It is an occasion for Hindu pilgrims to converge for a holy dip in the Pushkar Lake to "wash away the sins of a lifetime" and pay obeisance at the ONLY Brahma temple in the world.
Over the first five days of the pushkar fair, camels, horses, cows, goats, and sheep are sold and purchased. There may be long drawn negotiations, a quick transaction. Hard bargains are struck, the vendor praising the long list of virtues for his camel to the prospective buyer.
Womenfolk seem to have little interest in the business of animals and are more attracted to the glittering wares in the stalls under awnings. The large variety of intricate silver ornaments - hairpins and chains, nose rings and neckbands, cummerbunds, anklets, toe rings and the ivory bangles worn from wrist to shoulder . They would send any woman on a buying spree.
Fun and frolic
Camel races are the first event for fun. Usually a beast of burden, the camel all decorated in finery, imagines itself to be an ostrich, and rushes through the race like one. Then comes the event analogous to musical chairs and here as the music stops, the camel is supposed to manage to stick its long arching neck between two poles, each camel owner guiding its entrant by means of a silken cord attached to its nose ring. For the first pace in the beauty contest, splendidly bedecked camels are bought to the ring and paraded to catch the critical eye of keen judges.