Picture this, five PGP2 participants from IIM Indore, adventurers at heart, struck in the road, bang next to a RTO check post. The vehicle in which they were travelling from Gwalior to Agra has just been impounded by the cops for it being a private vehicle which is not supposed to ferry people across the border as a normal taxi does. The driver has just made a run for it, jumping into the first vehicle he spots on the road. The 5 guys are just struck there, without a single clue as to what needs to be done next. Now this was the exact situation that Kiran, Prakash, Venky, Govar and yours truly found ourselves in two days ago. The trip to Agra looked doomed, and even worse, we were scared that the cops would beat the stuffing out of us, for no particular reason. Ultimately, the cops turned out to be more understanding and even went to the extent of helping us out in getting into a bus which took us to Agra.
Now a trip that begins like this cannot be termed uninteresting. We finally ended up seeing and enjoying the Mughal architecture of the Agra Fort and the Taj Mahal. The Taj especially looked good, with the sunlight being next to perfect for some awesome pictures. Man, I’ve said this before, locales like this are a photographer’s nightmare, simply because of the opportunities each fleeting moment throws up for that perfect picture. I did my bit clicking around 272 odd pics of the entire fort and the Taj.
This is only the second time I’ve visited this beautiful monument, but it never ceases to amaze me. Pics can never ever do justice to this amazing piece of craftsmanship. The whole environment is so unreal. In spite of the 100s of crazy tourists, the Taj itself seems to be so serene, so at peace with itself and everything around it. I guess that is part of the unending fascination of the Taj.