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We were closed into a tiny
room with mirrors all over the ceiling. In the pitch
dark, an attendant lit up two candles and holding
them, waved his arms slowly over his head. In a
typical guides’s tone (Don’t
blame the guy – he must be repeating the same
thing hundreds of times a day!), he said – "Thish
is the winter bedroom of the rajah. Shince it was
too cold to sleep in outshide, he made thish bedroom
with tiny mirrors on the ceiling. If you look up
onto the ceiling, you will find the same effect that
the oil lamps beshides his bed made. Tinkle, tinkle,
little ishtar…" And it really
was a marvellous sight - twinkling stars on a clear
night!! |