When someone mentions India, probably the most common image that comes to mind is THE Taj Mahal. I was there last week. Words will never do justice to the magnificence that is THE Taj. It has beauty that is quite simply indescribable, uncapturable, unfathomable.
A picture can only approximate her elusive beauty for her personality and coloration change depending upon the time of day, the quality of the light, the angle of the sun, the intensity of the moon. Put simply, she is poetry. And, as poetry, needs to be experienced in multiple encounters over different phases of our life to begin comprehension even then her true meaning will always be somewhat of an elusive illusion.
The Taj hosts about 25,000 visitors per day. We…
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