Overwhelmed, I come down to recover in what eventually becomes my favourite haunt in this 300-year-old, renovated, opulent, opulent, opulent haveli in Jaipur the verandah called Diwan-e-Aam and now the main sitting lounge of the hotel. As I sit, a row of monkeys walks on the edge of a parapet, a young one on its mother&rsquos back occasionally bouncing up to see beyond the wall. Birds hover in and out of the two neem trees and a restful breeze carries dark clouds from the northeast. But my mind is still reeling from the gold. But there is much else besides gold as far as glitter goes. There is silver, precious stones, expensive glasswork, carpets, paintings, chandeliers and shining marble all over the place, but it&rsquos the gold that I need to figure out.
Raj Palace was built as Chomu Haveli in 1727 by the then Prime Minister of the state, right when the city of Jaipur was being created. The haveli was born in an era when the world moved to the rhythms of long-distance trade, goods from various continents were shipped over large oceanic currents to other continents. Among the world&rsquos warehouses, ports and merchants, the land called Hindostan was known for its hunger for gold and silver. If there is any truth in the wistful title &lsquosone ki chidiya&rsquo for India, it resides in this bottomless appetite for precious metals that the land has always had even now about one-quarter of the world&rsquos gold production finds its way here. Much of the charismatic metal was bought as jewellery or hoarded by ordinary folk, but a good slice was used by the royals to bolster their status, ego and even health, as is evident from the ingredients of the &lsquoMaharaja&rsquos Special Health Portion&rsquo.