A home first. Shaped over 46 years by love, daily care, and a way of living.
About
This is
This is
not a hotel.
Our home first, shaped over 46 years by love and daily care.
9.7 on Booking.com · Ranked #1 in Pushkar
46 years in, still refining, and stripping away what is unnecessary.
Love is the reason. We do what we love, with people we love, for people who love what we do.
If the farm, food, and quiet sound like you, come. You know who you are.
1 / 4
The story
The farm
The farm
comes first, always.
This is our home, and you are our guest. The farm is not a brand story added later. It is the beginning. PushkarOrganic was not built from a hotel formula — it grew from a way of life: land, food, work, quiet, and people who stayed. Nothing here was designed from a distance. The people you meet live and work here; some have been part of the farm for more than a decade. That cannot be manufactured.
The obsession
Built with
Built with
obsession.
Forty-six years in, the farm is still not finished — and that is part of its beauty. We do much of the work ourselves because the details matter to us. Care here is not a grand gesture. It is hundreds of small decisions, made every day.
Dedication and devotion
Love is
Love is
the driving force.
You cannot do this without loving it. The work, the land, the team, the rhythm — it all has to be real. We look for team members and guests who feel the same. We are selective about both, and unapologetically so.
The invitation
For those who
For those who
love what we do.
You've heard who we are. If this is the life you want, come. PushkarOrganic is best when you give it time. The food, sleep, quiet, pool, gardens, and rhythm need a few days to do their work. Then it stops feeling like a stay and starts feeling like a way of living.
A letter from the founder
Book
A letter from the founder
We built this place because this is what we love.
We love living on the land, off the land, with the land, and for the land. This is not a hospitality concept. It is the life we chose.
We built it with people we love. It begins with my father and my mother, who planted the first trees here in Pushkar desert sand, and gave us the land, the conviction, and the example of how to live. Then the team: the people whose work and care, across all 46 years, have kept this place standing. Without them, none of this exists.
No formula. No management company. No shortcuts. Holding that line for 46 years requires conviction — and conviction cannot be bought or delegated.
What we did not expect was how much the guests would shape it.
Everything great about this place today can be traced back to a particular guest — someone who loved what we were doing and pushed us to make it better. Kind words gave us the confidence to keep going. Honest suggestions built the farm. The people who came here with their energy, their attention, and their trust have been as much a part of building this place as any member of the team. They are part of this place now.
If something in these pages feels familiar — if the farm, the food, and the quiet sound like you — come. A guest the first time. After that, someone who belongs here.
Udai
