Project |
BAM Jawai Resort |
Location |
Karjat Maharashtra |
Plush silence in the lap of stone.
Set in the striking wilderness of Jawai, Rajasthan—where leopards live alongside shepherds and sunset skies turn granite pink—BAM is not just a resort, but a conversation with stone, light, and legacy.
The land itself is the first storyteller. A vast 3-acre site sculpted by ancient boulders—some so colossal they shrink you into stillness—hosts this luxury retreat. Guests arrive via a dusty off-road track, already immersed in safari terrain before a welcome is even spoken. The path narrows into a rocky passage, only to reveal a grand unfolding of spaces, nestled, never imposed.
The architecture doesn’t arrive. It appears. Rounded, low-lying forms curve into the earth like they were always meant to be there. At the heart of it all, the clubhouse—curved like a nest, part stone, part sky—becomes a quiet refuge for reading, working, or simply watching the light shift. Arched skylights breathe warmth into its library and coworking zones, all cradled near a boulder that has likely been here for centuries.
From here, the resort branches out—just as nature does.
One path winds toward the backpackers’ cluster, where circular dorms form intimate courtyards. Vaulted brick roofs and shaded outdoor spots invite conversations over chai or guitar strings. These are spaces that feel cocooned yet social, each courtyard offering a frame of the rocky Jawai skyline. (FESTIVE DIWALI EXPERIENCE)
Another path slips into quietude. Ten superior rooms, each shaped like a private pod, sit near dramatic boulders—framing them like personal sculptures. The washrooms open up to backyard hammams, where golden afternoon light plays over lime and stone. It’s a place that feels both primal and plush—almost like a cave carved by memory, not machines.
And then there’s the restaurant, an architectural performance in itself. A circular stone shell wraps around a translucent bamboo cube—the indoor dining.
The space between them? A semi-open eating court where the roof seems to rise on four tree-like columns, letting the wind and smell of Rajasthani thalis sweep through. Beyond this is the swimming pool—a horizon of water melting into the sunset hills.
Materials speak of the land.
Locally quarried stone, lime plaster, bamboo ribs—they root the project in place while adapting to Rajasthan’s harsh summers. These elements don’t fight the heat; they flow with it, much like the wildlife this land quietly hosts.