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My Visit To The Taj Mahal

I remember being in Agra way back in 1985 on a marketing trip. Got laid down with a  gastrointestinal problem. A good Samaritan took me to a doctor who injected some antibiotics into me.

I had to leave for Jaipur by 4 pm.
Burning with fever, still I entered the sanctum of The Taj Mabal and beheld it's beauty on a hot afternoon. 

I was alone. Could not make a detailed visit of this splendid monument to love. Nor could I see it in  moonlight.

Yet despite the burning eyes and debilitating effects of antibiotics i went and paid my respects to the lovers.

Had I left Agra without seeing the Taj Mahal I would never have forgiven myself for it

Cancer post of FB

In honour of my aunt and the  spirit to fight it in ways more than one.

The evils of
casteism
racism
apartheid 
inequalities of income
hunger
poverty
cruelty to animals
economic oppression

subjugation by mind control and cerebral engineering

crimes of war
and against women and children 
insensitivity and deprivation of the rights and needs of special needs challenged and autistic persons....

the homeless
The sick ...
The elderly......

and so many countless malaise afflicting  endemic civilisation like cancer - spreading and debilitating humankind

"Cancer is very invasive and destructive to our bodies, even after treatment is finished your body continues to fight with itself trying to rebuild all the damage caused by chemo and radiation. It's a long process. Please, in honour of some of your family members or friends who died or are fighting cancer, or even those who had cancer but are healed, please copy and paste on your page."

I Could Have Been One Of The Fifty Two

In the early morning of the fateful day of the Elphinstone Bridge tragedy I was planning to travel from Mahalaxmi to Kurla by the local trains.

I was up early and Rukaiyas as usual was sleeping. Since the past week or so I was considering the visit as my 65 year old special needs sister's diapers stock was dwindling and I had finally made up my mind to buy them from a whole seller in Kurla.

I would have caught a train from Mahalaxmi and changed lines at Elphinstone- Parel station and used the same bridge to cross over at about the same time.

But I got into some household chores and got delayed and then Rukaiyas woke up
Bathed clothed and fed her.

And although I had received news of the horrific tragedy, I decided to go with Rukaiya in tow. But boarded a local train from Byculla going directly to Kurla. As we passed Parel caught a glimpse of the ill-fated bridge.

A wave of horrific grief made me shudder. A video of images of the morning's tragedy rolled across in my mind.

I Could Have Been One Of The Fifty Two who died or were injured in the morning