Just got back from a vacation in India and it was quite amazing. I had a really good time. India was a bit of a peculiar trip for me though. It had been calling me for a while. Here is the thing, if I could get personal about it.
I don’t travel for the usual reasons. Places call me. Simple as that. I was called to Greece, was called to Ireland, was called to Egypt and more. India called me for a reason too…
I am at a place where I am looking for someone to share life with. A good woman. Somebody unique and special. It has been on my mind for quite a while. I love that, sharing life with a woman. But due to a range of peculiar circumstances it hasn’t been my privilege for the past few years. But I have been feeling a deep Saudade and it is time now for me to find someone, or for someone to find me. I feel that.
Well, back to the reason of India. It is all about the Taj Mahal. It was built by the Shah of India as a mausoleum for his wife who died from complications of child birth. While nothing can assuage the pain of such a loss the Taj is still something special to behold.
So, when contemplating the search for love and the woman to share life with where else should a man go but the Taj? And I went…..
I went to contemplate…..
I went for inspiration…..
And I found some small fragments of inspiration in the shadow of the beauty that is the Taj Mahal.
I will not go into any details though. Where my life line extends and crosses with yours is not at this place.