Agra
by Bjorgvin
The emperor Shah Jahan (r. 1628-58) was the grandson of Akbar. His favourite wife Mumtaz Mahal (Taj Mahal is a corruption of her name) died in childbirth and in his grief he had this mausoleum built over her remains. The architecture is a blend of Indian, Persian, and Islamic styles. The Taj is generally considered one of the most beautiful buildings in the world and has been a UNESCO World Heritage site since 1983. It is believed that Shah Jahan intended to build another mausoleum of black marble across the river to house his own remains and connect the two structures by a bridge.
MotorBIke trip From New Delhi To Indore via Agra
by AndyIndian
The most awesome and magnifient man made structure of Marble stone on Planet Earth.
The one and only one TAJ MAHAL at Agra.
Groping for Words to Explain my Experience
Watching Movies and reading novels during your
student days excites us and plants many fancy wishes
and thoughts in our heart and mind.
Many of them are lasting impressions, which remain
just fancy dreams, which we carry to our grave.
One of them which most of us have at some point in
life is the thought of going around on a motorcycle, a
zooming powerful machine between your thighs .You
cling to it and go around and watch the cities whiz by
you and are enjoying your time. The bike is fully
geared and you weave in and out of the High way
traffic waving cheerfully to the people whom you leave
behind.
Having set the road on fire you come to a small
village and park your vehicle and soon it is a boon of
attraction to all the villagers. Simple villagers are
awe stuck. “It is an imported machine says one of
them”. “No ,No it is Indian cries another, I saw it in
the TV ad” he adds evidence to his claim.
Eyes open and the Dream is gone. In real life we are
very different people. We are a collection of complex
emotions, thoughts and logic bundled together by the
experience of time.
We do not know when our logic supersedes emotion or
emotion supersedes social customs.
We are ourselves such a big confused pumpkin with
pulls from the heart from the mind from social customs
from family from friends from relatives from
neighbours from collegeaus and the list goes on.
There are things we do we think we should do logic
says we should do that we hardly enjoy
And then there are things, which we enjoy which are
not logical which are not for matured people those
that are not acceptable but somehow we feel we really
enjoy them. Between these extremes lie all our
activities in life and happy is one who does what he
enjoys and enjoys what he does.
If Not entirely at least as much as is feasible and
permissible . The friendship saga matures and different stands
become crystal clear. Somewhere there is an
information leak and your parents question you “You
people are planning some trip on a motorcycle I heard.
The issue was settled. Was it not clear to you” and
the whole plan disappears into thin air.
Somewhere there you are lost and you become the symbol
of perfection being good in everything you do and are
a good social being.
But is that you ?
You are now mature independent and in apposition to
take decisions yourself. You have maintained your body and are capable of taking
the bike Journey which had been your obsession once
upon a time.
Kindle your self and let your child hood and
adolescent dreams out of the dungeon and free them.
Find out which of them are still burning and the bike
ride will be there.
Defying logic defying age defying the social taboos
and discounting the innumerable responsibilities on
myself I decided to take the trip.
I did not share this idea with many of my friends for
being talked and led out of it.
It was illogical I already knew.
It was childish I wanted to be one.
It was risky I wanted to take it.
It was dangerous I wanted the thrill.
It was difficult for my body I wanted to test it.
It was not for my age I wanted to hold it back.
It was irresponsible I was tired of being responsible
It was idiotic Exactly what my parents said then and
what I would call it now
But still I did it and now the day After after
traveling a full 850KM on my new Avenger From Bajaj
and another 50 in seeing the Taj at Agra and out I am
elated at the experience that I have had.
The full fury of the monsoon felt as the droplets
lashed on the vicer of the helmet I was in a heavenly
abode of my own cruising at 60 Km per hour and
counting the milestones passing by.
As my heading says,I am still at a loss to explain how
I felt and still groping for words to describe the
feelings. I just know I have felt something, which is
beyond the power of words to explain
Entrance Fee for Indian Visiters
by RAJASTHANBYCAR
Heritage Monuments
Taj Mahal Rs.20
Agra Fort Rs.20
Fatehpur Sikri Rs.20
Other Monuments
Etmad-Ud-Daula Rs.15
Sikandra Rs.15
Mariyam Tomb Rs.05
Ram Bagh Rs.05
Mehtab Bagh Rs.05 No entry fee for children below the age of 15 years, both Indian & Foreigner.
Taj Mahal is closed on Friday.
A few locals
by l_joo
A few locals seen here washing themselves using the tap, not a super excellent tip I know but at least you have an idea the way it look. This is the road lead to the West Gate of Taj Mahal, very crowded full of cheap hotels and restaurants.
Hand lifting the Taj
by l_joo
Hand lifting the Taj Mahal is one of the local custom I quite sure. The local peoples especially those near the Taj Mahal would offer you the Hand lifting the Taj photo which is a pose showing your hand lifting up the Taj Mahal while they take the photo for you. You will know when you are here.
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sai palace room
Taj Mahal
Agra Fort
Fatehpur Sikri, Uttar Pradesh, India
