FATEHPUR SIKRI 12/10/12
The abandoned historical city of Fatehpur Sikri was a very fascinating place, ornate like all the other Mughal buildings I had seen, and very well preserved. The multitude of other tourists made it feel like it wasn’t very abandoned, but it was beautiful and comfortable nonetheless. My favorite part of the day happened to be while we were walking around the Hindu Queen’s palace, when I found a peaceful corner of the stone maze where I was far enough away from all other people that it was nearly silent. I sat against the cool sandstone wall, among the shadows of diffused light bouncing off many walls to finally illuminate my peaceful meditative space. I whistled the tune to “Festival” by Sigur Ros as the echoes sang the soothing tune back to me. I wanted to sit there in peaceful solitude for hours, but instead we walked through a mosque where my Dad and I were followed by a terrifyingly disfigured little girl with great big bug eyes. India just has a way of giving you the best and worst of the world in close succession.