It goes without saying that the Taj Mahal in Agra, India is hands down all that AND a bag of chips.
My eyes have never beheld anything as beautiful and tremendously romantic.
My entire journey to India led up to this moment. All of the struggles I faced here dissolved. My mind was fixated on absorbing the magnificence of the Taj.
I was overwhelmed. I didn't expect it to be as great as it is. The complexity matched with simplicity was too much for me to handle.
My time here is complete. I can go home.
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Hey Rajiv,
I've been keeping up with the blog since its inception. I meant to comment on your posts earlier. Their earnest simplicity is a mirror of sorts of the Taj Mahal; they stand as monuments to an unforgettable journey. I am transported back every time. I'm looking forward to seeing you back in California and reliving a little of that Indian magic in your stories first-hand.
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