And then we crashed an Indian wedding. Tick bucket list We were welcomed in by the father of the groom who saw us peeking in the entrance, he said we were guests of India and therefore guests of his sons wedding and we were invited in, luckily before his son walked in with his new bride. We stayed for the procession and musical numbers. You guys, every day in India has topped the last, I’m overwhelmed by the kindness and generosity of the people here, all this and I haven’t yet seen the Taj
As we were about to leave Phandarej, the principal arrived, walking in on his hands, our first Polio experience in India. We sat with him and with our tour guide translating he told us his symptoms went undetected and led to atrophy in his early adolescence. He’d studied and became a teacher then advanced to principal, he’s been at the school for 15years. I’m going to forget all the different forts and palaces I’ve been to and the names of the curries, but I’ll never forget this day.
Hand on my heart the most beautiful building I have ever seen, after all my experiences in this country so far I didn’t think I’d be so excited over a monument in the end, but walking though the entrance doors I realised otherwise. I’m so happy but so incredibly sad too as it marks the culmination of an experience I didn’t want to end.
This is the Tomb of Humayun the second Mughal Emperor of India. His widow built it for him in 1570, 14 years after he died (in opposite to the Taj that was built by a later emperor for his wife). The architect Mirak Mirza Ghiyath was from Persia as Humayun spent many years travelling through Persian and loved the distinct architecture of the region. I absolutely loved this building architecturally and aesthetically, but as a tomb I just hesitate when it comes to lavish displays for a Muslims death.