Indian Diary: Entry No. 1
03.08.2013: Day 2- en route Agra
As I sit back munching on the McDonald's Happy Meal, peeping out the window of what will be our second home over the next few hundreds of kilometres, the previous day blends with the green fields outside, flying by as we move ahead in our excursion. Road trips outdo any other form of journey for me, and when these involve big groups comprising of family and friends, the charm is enhanced. The fact that this particular trip involves my beloved India, manouevering through roads to whom I am a stranger, takes the excitement to previously unheralded levels.
Having stayed abroad for a majority of my life thus far, making a few sporadic appearances in the past years, these roads now greet me like a long-lost friend. There's a tinge of recognition, mixed with a semblance of hesitation while both decide who makes the first move towards the other, whether they should lean in for their once trademark embrace, or settle with a formal handshake for the moment. With time that hesitation slowly fades away, only for me to leave my friend again for a few months, at times over a year.
This probably explains why I've been to one of the greatest wonders of the would only once in my entire life thus far, despite hailing from a city less than 500 kms from Taj Mahal. Now as I head towards the Taj for a second time, my excitement stems from the anticipation of admiring the known beauty. Beauty dazzles easily when first set sight upon, but true appreciation of beauty is reflected when a known marvel leaves you awestruck. Here's hoping to be dazzled once again by the timeless temple of love that has managed to do just that to millions of people over hundreds of years. Wah Taj!
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