When the summer ends...




Sunday, July 19, 2009 / 2:17 PM
Every woman wants to be remembered or appreciated somehow and what better way to build a Taj Mahal to show your undying love for someone. Delhi was an eye-opening experience, i have to say it was back to the 1970s. I have only seen Delhi in pictures but when i went there it was pretty much the same.And the level of poverty there is really heart-wrenching. One old lady was approaching our car to ask for money but the police officer ter quickly struck her with a baton, like how u see human beating a dog. You know it makes me realise how fortunate and lucky we are.

Proceeded to Taj Mahal. I just have to say it was beyond beautiful...












Nostalgic moments in Delhi.

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