Temple Near Deshnoke

Karni Mata Temple Deshnoke

The cacophony hit me first. Not the kind of overwhelming noise one might expect from a bustling Indian temple, but a high-pitched, insistent squeaking that vibrated the very air. Thousands of tiny paws scurried across the marble floors of the Karni Mata Temple in Deshnoke, their collective presence both unsettling and strangely captivating. Rats. Not just a few stray rodents, but a teeming, writhing mass of them, revered as sacred within these hallowed walls. My camera, a constant companion for decades, felt almost inadequate to capture the sheer strangeness of the scene. The temple itself, a relatively modest structure compared to some of the architectural behemoths I've documented across India, is a fascinating blend of Mughal and Rajput styles. Intricate marble carvings, delicate jali screens, and silver doorways gleam against the backdrop of the desert landscape. But it's the inhabitants, the kabas as they are called, that truly define this place. The main entrance, guarded by imposing silver gates depicting scenes from the legend of Karni Mata, opens into a courtyard where the majority of the rats reside. They dart between the feet of devotees, scamper across offerings of milk and sweets, and even climb onto the statues of deities. Witnessing this firsthand, the initial apprehension gives way to a grudging respect for the deep-rooted faith of the worshippers. They believe these rats are reincarnations of Karni Mata's family and tribe, and harming one is considered a grave sin. Architecturally, the temple is a study in contrasts. The ornate silver work, a gift from Maharaja Ganga Singh of Bikaner, stands in stark contrast to the rough-hewn sandstone walls. The main sanctum, where the image of Karni Mata resides, is a relatively small chamber, dimly lit by oil lamps and the flickering light of faith. The marble floors, polished smooth by centuries of tiny feet, reflect the soft glow, creating an ethereal atmosphere. I noticed the intricate carvings on the marble pillars, depicting floral motifs and scenes from Hindu mythology, a testament to the skill of the artisans who crafted this unique space. One particular detail caught my eye: the numerous small holes and crevices in the walls, specifically designed to allow the rats free movement throughout the temple. This integration of the rats into the very fabric of the building is a powerful symbol of their sacred status. It's not just a temple that houses rats; it's a temple built for them. As I moved through the temple, navigating the constant flow of devotees and the ever-present scurrying of the kabas, I observed the rituals with fascination. Seeing a white rat is considered particularly auspicious, and I witnessed the hushed reverence as one emerged from the throng. Devotees offered food, touched the rats gently, and even allowed them to crawl over their bodies, a testament to their unwavering belief. Beyond the initial shock value, the Karni Mata Temple offers a profound insight into the diversity of religious beliefs and practices in India. It's a place where the seemingly mundane becomes sacred, where fear transforms into reverence, and where the constant squeak of thousands of tiny paws becomes a hymn of devotion. My lens, accustomed to capturing the grandeur of ancient forts and the intricate details of sculpted deities, found a new challenge in documenting this unique confluence of faith and nature. It's a testament to the power of belief, a reminder that the sacred can be found in the most unexpected of places.