Choti Kahani of Hawa Mahal – The Palace of Winds Speaks
Choti Kahani of Hawa Mahal – The Palace of Winds Speaks
Khamma Ghani, Atithi!
Rajasthan Ki Gulabi Sahar (Pink City) ma apka Swagat ha
Right now, you are standing in front of me. You are gazing at my intricate windows, appreciating the delicate jali work of my 953 windows. But do you honestly know me and the history behind my origin? I am Hawa Mahal, the Palace of Winds. I am standing tall in the heart of Jaipur. If you visit me, I will whisper the secrets of the Rajputana era. Want to know my story? Let me tell you the story of how I originated.
In 1799, I was born. It was a dream turned into reality by Maharaja Sawai Pratap Singh. The king was a great devotee of Lord Krishna. Maharaja envisioned me as a reflection of his sacred love for Krishna Ji. Come forward and take a close look at me. What you can see? You will find my structure resembles the look of the crown of Lord Krishna himself.
Maharaja Sawai Pratap Singh, sourced red and pink sandstone to build me. Lal Chand Ustad was the architect who conceptualized my design. I harmonize seamlessly with the majestic hues of the Pink City, standing as a proud symbol of Jaipur’s rich heritage. My architectural excellence is a blend of Rajput architecture and Islamic Mughal architecture.
Like many monuments of Hindustan, I was not born for war, nor to celebrate any victory or for any royal luxuries. The purpose behind my origin was much bigger. I am a silent protector of tradition and dignity.
Do you know that, in those days, the royal women of Jaipur followed purdah? Well, it was a custom for the then-women of that era. They remained restricted from being seen by strangers. The women of the Rajputana period were not allowed to step out into public spaces. There was a desire in their hearts. The Rajput Royal women longed to witness the vibrant life of the city. They wished to witness the colorful processions, the happening bazaars, and the grand festivals without getting noticed by any strangers.
And so, I was born—I am a palace unlike any other that you will see in India. My myriad windows and intricate jharokhas (small latticed balconies) are unique. Each one, was carefully designed, allowing the women of the royal family to observe the outside world without ever being seen. Behind my protected screens, they could watch the dancers performing during celebrations. They can hear the merchant’s bargain in the bazaars. I gave the royal women an opportunity to witness the changing seasons. All that while remaining hidden. I became their eyes, their connection to the world beyond the palace walls.
Is that all that you should know while visiting me in Jaipur? Dear Atithi, my purpose didn’t end there. The architects who built me had a secret in addition to being a brilliant design like a veil for the queens. My name, my windows, has a special secret. Are you aware of the significance of the name Hawa Mahal? Hawa, which translates to “the wind,” freely passes through me. The desert breeze may flow through my jharokhas because of the manner my construction was constructed. It contributed to the natural cooling effect. I kept them cool and comfortable in my chambers even during the hottest part of Rajasthan’s summer, when the sun is shining ruthlessly. I was given the name Hawa Mahal, or the Palace of Winds, for this reason.
Years have gone by, and I have seen numerous civilizations come and go. I stay, a mute chronicler of the past. I have heard princesses behind veils laughing, and I have seen royal whispers on my walls. The tender affection of a thousand desert winds was felt by them. Even if time has worn me down, my spirit remains unfazed. Travelers like you now come from far-off places to hear the stories I still speak through my windows, to touch the past with their hands, and to enjoy my beauty.
I wish to know—will you continue to narrate the story to others, dear Atithi? Will you let the world know that I am a defender of love, custom, and classic style in addition to being a monument?
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Another interesting tidbit about our great Indian monuments from you Samata.The beauty is that you do not overload with facts and make it so user friendly and engaging.
Oh I do remember the cool breeze even on a hot summer day when I stood on top of Hawa Mahal. It truy is the “Wind Palace”.
I am visiting Jaipur in March and this has come at the right time. Your bite-sized travel and history guide is so relevant
The way you blended history with storytelling made it feel so alive, almost as if the palace itself was speaking. I’ve always been fascinated by its unique architecture, but your post gave me a fresh perspective on its deeper cultural significance. It’s amazing how places hold so many untold stories, and you captured that essence perfectly.
I’ve been to Hawa Mahal, but the way you described it made me relive the experience all over again—so beautiful! I was unaware of many surprising facts about Hawa Mahal, like its resemblance to Lord Krishna’s crown. Thank you for narrating this piece of history so beautifully and bringing it to life.
I have been here many times. It’s truly a marvel and so ahead of its time. Given the climate change, we will need more palaces like this. I hope this little story resonates with more people and they take cognisance of the wonders in our India.
Wish they made more Hawamahals to beat the heat.I went to Jaipur in 2020 with my son and grandsons. It was a joyous time and I went into memory lane. Thank you for another enlightening story about our monuments, Samata
Loved how Hawa Mahal’s story came alive through its own voice. It’s more than just a monument, it’s a silent guardian of history, tradition, and whispers of the past. Definitely sharing this tale!
Another fabulous post at our India cafe, where journey has taken it’s next halt at Jaipur to listen to what Hawa Mahal has to say! Thanks for telling its story.
What a beautiful representation of the immortal monument. Such tals from history needs to be heard more and more.
You’ve done it again, make another of our monuments speak out to touch our hearts. Although I knew most of the information about Hawa Mahal, it was such a delight to listen from its own perspective. Kudos.
Hey Samata I like your this blog series. It feels like atmakatha of Hawa Mahal. I wanted to ask when you are in school and college you must win all essay competitions? 😄Jokes apart,
I like this post. Get to know many things about Hawa Mahal.
What an igneous way to allow women some freedom and access to the outside world, and also the naturally cooling way instead of air conditioners like we do now. The architects and designers of gone by era were truly brilliant
Such a beautiful way to bring Hawa Mahal to life, Samata. I am loving your this style of telling stories. Loved the detail about Krishna’s crown. Definitely makes me want to visit again and see it with fresh eyes. And don’t worry, its story will be told—monuments like this are more than just stone, they hold history and emotions. Loved this.
Your imaginative portrayal of Hawa Mahal narrating its own story is truly captivating. This unique perspective brings the palace’s rich history and architectural beauty to life, making me feel as if the walls themselves are sharing their secrets. It deepens my appreciation for this iconic monument and its significance in India’s cultural heritage. Thank you for offering such an engaging and fresh narrative that allows readers to connect with Hawa Mahal on a personal level.
Jaipur has been on my bucket list for ages. But summers are too hot and during other months, school doesn’t allow us to go. 🙁
Nice monologue of the Hawa Mahal talking about itself.
Your storytelling leaves me speechless, always. Again, an incredible piece of composition which involves one of my favourite sites of heritage: The Hawa Mahal!
I love Hawa Mahal too… born and brought up in Jaipur – this is one of our iconic landmarks that I grew up watching. The most interesting think that I find about it is that it is a facade – there isn’t really a mahal or a palace behind it!
Absolutely love the way you narrate your story. I didn’t know there was no “mahal” behind it. Phew! Hawa Mahal is high on my bucket list!
I remember standing in front of Hawa Mahal and being mesmerized with how beautiful and intricate it was! Imagine being a queen and being gifted such an amazing piece of architecture just so you can view royal processions without unveiling yourself. What a privilege!
The pink city Jaipur has been on my bucket list and i absolutely loved the narration here. I find it so amusing. Will visit