Rawla Mandi - Transport To Other Cities and Villages

Transport To Other Cities and Villages

Rajasthan roadway Buses are only public means of transport in Rawla Mandi.Private bus services are other option of transport to other cities and villages.Private taxis are also available to move to nearby villages.

Main roads from Rawla Mandi to other cities and villages * 1 MDR 103 (Gharsana-Khajuwala road) :-This road connectes to 281 Head, 12 Mld, Gharsana on the north and Shekhra, Khajuwala on the south-west. * 2 365 head or KND road :- This emerges in west side of Rawla and helps to reach 7 KND, Khanuwali and then 365 head. * 3 Sakhi road :- This road emerges from above mentioned KND road and connects with Rawla village, Sakhi and then Gharsana. * 4 Dandi road :- This road begins from Keshav colony and connects with KPD villages, Dandi,Sattasar and then Bikaner. * 5 Rojri road :- This road emerges on the east part of Rawla mandi and used to transport to Bikaner.It connects to Rojri where it gets merged with Gharsana-Bikaner road. * Dol road :- On the western end of Rawla this road helps to reach 7 DOL.

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