This post is dedicated to Kukkiji without whom, it would probably never have been written.
It was past 8 in the evening and our OLTT travel group had just returned to our hotel in Bundi after a day’s exploration of temples and palaces. It had been a wonderful, but long, day and I was tired in the best possible way.
It was also the last day of our Bundi trip and we would all be returning home the next day — most would head off to Delhi in the morning, while Niti (my friend and co-traveller for the Hadoti Trip) would leave for Mumbai in the afternoon.
As I was getting out of the vehicle, Kukkiji, our guide stopped me. 
“Sister, one minute. Don’t go for I want to show you something.” Saying this he passed his cell phone to me which had a picture (left) on its screen.
“Where is this?” I asked in wonder.
“Here. In Bundi only. Just a couple of kilometres from your hotel.”
“Which temple is it in?”
The response was broad smile and a “It is not in a temple; this is at the entrance to a baori (stepwell).”
“Baori? You mean there are more baoris in Bundi? More than the four you showed us?
“Sister, Bundi city alone has around 52 baoris and there are more outside the city limits. I knew you would be interested in them; that is why I showed this photograph to you.”
“I want to see this, Kukkiji. I have to see this. I want to see all the baoris.”
“Meet me outside your hotel at 9 am tomorrow. You can’t see all, but you can see some of the baoris before you leave,” said Kukkiji.