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EDITOR IN CHIEF- ABDULLAH BIN SALIM AL SHUEILI

An Omani journalist’s tryst with the fabled Taj Mahal

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AGRA – INDIA: The dawn casts a soft, roseate glow over the Yamuna River, its gentle embrace cradling a vision of ethereal beauty. The Taj Mahal, a monument crafted from moonlight and memories, emerges from the mist, its ivory-white marble shimmering like a pearl against the blushing sky.


I stand among a throng of awestruck visitors, my senses overwhelmed by the sheer majesty of this architectural marvel. But amidst the click of cameras and murmur of hushed reverence, it's the words of our guide, a wizened Agra native named Shamsuddin, that truly unlock the magic of the Taj.


"Welcome, friends, to a testament to love that transcends time and mortality," Shamsuddin begins, his voice laced with the melodious lilt of Urdu. "This is the Taj Mahal, a love letter in marble, penned by Shah Jahan, the Mughal emperor, for his beloved Mumtaz Mahal."


An Omani journalist’s tryst with the fabled Taj Mahal
An Omani journalist’s tryst with the fabled Taj Mahal


As Shamsuddin weaves his narrative, the Taj comes alive. He paints a picture of Shah Jahan, grief-stricken by the loss of his queen, channeling his immense love into the creation of this architectural masterpiece. He describes the 20,000 artisans who toiled for over two decades, their hands guided by an unwavering devotion to Shah Jahan's vision.


We walk through the Moonlight Garden, its geometric perfection mirroring the celestial order above. Shamsuddin points out the intricate pietra dura inlay work, where precious stones like lapis lazuli and carnelian dance in a kaleidoscope of colors. He speaks of the octagonal mausoleum, its perfect symmetry echoing the harmony of the universe.


Inside, the air is cool and hushed, bathed in the dim glow filtering through the jali screens. Shamsuddin leads us to the cenotaphs of Shah Jahan and Mumtaz Mahal, their delicate marble forms veiled in white flowers. It's a moment of profound silence, broken only by the soft echo of our footsteps.


An Omani journalist’s tryst with the fabled Taj Mahal
An Omani journalist’s tryst with the fabled Taj Mahal


Emerging from the mausoleum, the midday sun bathes the Taj in a golden radiance. Shamsuddin smiles, his eyes twinkling. "The Taj Mahal," he says, "is not just a monument; it's a poem in stone, a testament to the transformative power of love."


His words resonate within me. The Taj Mahal is more than just an architectural wonder; it's a story etched in marble, a love story that transcends cultures and centuries. As I leave this magical place, I carry with me not just photographs and memories, but a newfound understanding of the human spirit's capacity for love and the enduring power of beauty.


The Taj Mahal, a dream in marble, continues to inspire awe and wonder. It stands as a beacon of love, a testament to the enduring power of human emotion, and a reminder that even in the face of loss, beauty can bloom. And for an Omani visitor like me, it's a glimpse into the rich tapestry of Indian history and culture, a testament to the shared human experience that binds us all.


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