Up at 4:30 a.m. to catch a train to Agra. I have just returned to the hotel after a five hour bus ride back to Delhi. As you might expect, the Taj was extraordinary. I think more than the building itself, it is the love story between Shah Jahan and Arjumand that moved me most. I am reading a book on the history of the Mughal Empire and am just facinated by the politics, ideologies and romance.
In case you were wondering, I did my best impression of Lady Di in front of the Taj!!! Please, you would have done the same
I am certain that this will not be my last trip to India!
Tomorrow will be the sixth day of the build and it is anticipated that one of the four houses will be completed by Tuesday. I am eager to return to the house that I have been working on as I can only imagine how much work might have been done over the weekend by the family and hired mason. The family has been so lovely and with each passing day, I think I have been wearing the mason down with pure charm and a genuine willingness to work!!! Although few, there have been moments when I catch him smiling in my direction and it is nice.
While it is exciting to see the houses progress each day, I can already feel the steady stream of emotions that will result when our job is done. I have grown quite used to the drive to Bawana, the crowd of people that rush to greet us each morning and wave goodbye in the evening. I already miss the interactions with the children who have practiced my name and hold my hand during the breaks between work. There are few in particular that I will miss the most. More about them later as I am being pushed out of the business centre at the hotel due to closing time.
Love, A xxo