We need to talk about Bundi.
Or perhaps we do not need to talk. Let me show you:
the stepwell in Bundi dreams of Escher
the palace in Bundi fills you with hope
the people in Bundi know the value of cobalt
the lake in Bundi is clear as noon
the mirrors in Bundi dress themselves in patina
even the laundry in Bundi is beautiful
the ceilings in Bundi can speak for themselves
the tourists in Bundi carry sticks for protection against monkeys, and wear smiles just because
the cornices in Bundi take their good looks for granted
the elephants in Bundi descend from a family of royal octopuses
the trees in Bundi love a good backdrop
the horizons in Bundi look like this every day.
Couldn’t have had a better day here.
From Bundi with love,