Town
| Khajuraho | |
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| Coordinates: 24°51′N 79°56′E / 24.85°N 79.93°E / 24.85; 79.93Coordinates: 24°51′N 79°56′E / 24.85°N 79.93°E / 24.85; 79.93 | |
| Country | India |
| State | Madhya Pradesh |
| District | Chhatarpur |
| Elevation | 283 m (928 ft) |
| Population (2001) | |
| • Total | 19,282 |
| Languages | |
| • Official | Hindi |
| Time zone | IST (UTC+5:30) |
Khajuraho is a town in the Indian state of Madhya Pradesh, located in Chhatarpur District, about 620 kilometres (385 mi) southeast of New Delhi, the capital city of India. According to the 2001 India census, Khajuraho has a population of 19,282. Males constitute 52% of the population and females 48%. The town has an average literacy rate of 53%, lower than the national average of 59.5%: male literacy is 62%, and female literacy is 43%. In Khajuraho, 19% of the population is under 6 years of age. Khajuraho is located at 24°51′N 79°56′E / 24.85°N 79.93°E / 24.85; 79.93 and has an average elevation of 283 metres (928 feet).
Khajuraho is served by Khajuraho Airport and there is a railway station in the centre of the town.
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