Saturday, 6 June 2015

At Jama Masjid, Chandini Chowk, New Delhi

What is this - do I find myself relishing, why, embracing Islam as I sit here on this cool marble floor of the Jama Masjid this hoy afternoon?

Yes, as I entered the place I felt a higher affinity for this place - more than even that I felt for Akshardham - this place is open, honest, free..

I find muslims clad in their traditional wear but behaving perfectly "normal" om every other way. Yes, a vast majority of people jere are muslims and a meagre andfula re tourists.

Some praying, several taking pictures, quite a few lying down - relaxing, sleeping. Such a free, nice place to come to - I'm happy I came here.

India is a country that had a great population, which diversified with invasions..

Yes, Muslims invaded, killed, conquered, slaughtered, but the Mughals made the place their own, pouring their hearts out in the form of the undeniably beautiful architecture. Mughal culture blends into the prevalent Hinduism in a manner that is not only harmonious, but strangely beautiful as well.

I was foolish to think that India is only Hindu, there is unity in diversity here.

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