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The Twilight of a Mughal Dream

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The Twilight of a Mughal Dream

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Following the birds flying in the twilight it becomes easy to pass quickly from one dream to another.
This is the twilight of a Mughal dream.
The ethereal beauty and tranquil charm of Safdarjung’s Tomb, which is located in Delhi, is a distinctive and an elegant style of architecture in which indigenous traditions of Indo-Islamic architecture were combined with forms and techniques imported from Iran and Central Asia.
Safdarjung was the powerful Prime Minister of Muhammad Shah, the Mughal emperor between 1719-48.

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Searching for Enlightenment

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This is a picture of the Mahabodhi Temple in Bodh Gaya which was built next to the Bodhi Tree where Siddhartha Gautama, the Buddha, attained enlightenment, it is located in the Indian state of Bihar.

According to the Jataka tale, when Buddha first came here, the Papilla, or Indian fig (Bodhi) was a massive tree.
It stood at the centre of a mandala composed of a silver white sandy ridge, encircled by creepers and a grassy woodland with all the trees inclining towards the Bo tree that stood in the middle.
Close by were the pure, glassy waters of the Neranjara river, with many pleasant bathing pools.
When he sat down in front of it facing East, a long vista opened out to through an avenue of Sale trees to the glistening beach of the crystal Neranjara.

After he left, he never looked back, and never visited again.
But he did recommend it as one of the four memorable places worth visiting for inspiration.
Buddhist believe this is the navel of the universe, the vajra seat, where past and future buddhas achieve the ultimate state.

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The Land of Mowgli

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The Land of Mowgli

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“As the moon came up behind the hill it shone through the openwork, casting shadows on the ground like black-velvet embroidery.”
– Rudyard Kipling, “The Jungle Book” (Kaa’s Hunting).

As far as I can remember The Jungle Book must certainly be one of the first book I ever heard about.
It never left me, it’s always in a corner of my mind ready to overpower my dreams.
I took this picture during monsoon in the temple complex of Khajuraho in the Indian state of Madhya Pradesh.
It is surrounded by a dense jungle which inspired Rudyard Kipling and it is not too far from the village where the real Mowgli leaved.
Don’t get amazed when you read this little piece of information, it is even possible to visit his house near Katni where he died when he was very old.

This is indeed the land of Mowgli, Bagheera, Baloo and of course the harrowing Sher Khan.

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Pertaining to an Ethereal World

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Pertaining to an Ethereal World

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This is a view that belongs to the hypothetical upper, to the higher regions beyond the earth or beyond the atmosphere; celestial as, ethereal space, ethereal regions.
Those places where anyone visiting Vanarasi (Benaras), “the oldest living city in the world” would easily enjoy no longer to be found.
It was shot along the Ganges from Panchganga ghat at that intangible hour characterized by lightness and insubstantiality, where nothing wants to belong to this world anymore…

“Go, heavenly guest, ethereal messenger.”
Quote by John Milton (1608–1674), English poet.

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An Everlasting Dream

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The legend says that Shah Jahan used to watch Mumtaz Mahal’s Tomb from this window at Lal Quila, the Red Fort located in Agra during the last seven years of his life as he was under house arrest by his son Aurangzeb.
I wanted the Yamuna River to reflect red shades in order to wrap the Taj Mahal in an everlasting love dream.

Emperor Shah Jahan himself described the Taj in these words:
“Should guilty seek asylum here,
Like one pardoned, he becomes free from sin.
Should a sinner make his way to this mansion,
All his past sins are to be washed away.
The sight of this mansion creates sorrowing sighs;
And the sun and the moon shed tears from their eyes.
In this world this edifice has been made;
To display thereby the creator’s glory.”

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Wrapped in an Orange Veil

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“The majority of (painters), because they aren’t colorists, do not see yellow, orange or sulphur in the South (of France) and they call a painter mad if he sees with eyes other than theirs”.
Vincent van Gogh (Dutch Painter,1853-1890)

This is a view of the “oldest living city in the world” shot from Scindia ghat before sunset.
The city was wrapped in an orange veil that the holy waters of the Ganges were reflecting.
It doesn’t matter if it was not really orange, it was the hour of the eagles, when they are flying low, looking for dinner and telling me to pursue my golden dreams…

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A Gateway to the Spiritual World

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It was at the end of the day, a life was ending there at Manikarnika ghat, the sacred gateway to the spiritual world, along the sacred Ganges, in a city of many names, known in ancient time as Kashi, the city of light, and refered in the Mahabharata as Varanasi (Banaras), “the oldest living city in the world”.

This is the place where people have to die in order to achieve liberation from samsara.
“Death, which elsewhere is feared, here is welcomed as a long-expected guest.”
“Death, which elsewhere is polluting, is here holy and auspicious.”
People travel from around the country and the planet to spend their last days in Banaras because, “Death, the most natural, unavoidable, and certain of human realities, is here the sure gate to moksha, the rarest, most precious, most difficult to achieve of spiritual goals”.

As I don’t want to be disrespectful, I wont show any closer picture of the funeral pyres, besides they are not allowed.
Those men who are mourning the dead one, will later walk away without looking back.

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