The sight seeing started on an ominous note with a good south Indian meal in a south Indian restaurant called Saravana Bhavan... I ate like a pig considering that i was starving myself on the plane to avoid myself from spending 150 bucks on some useless crap. The first visit was to the place which is like an icon to our capital... The India gate... The climate that evening was pretty good by Delhi's standards of heat. The little cloud cover helped us form not being scorched by the July sun. The journey look us through the upper class of the residential areas. Rajpath road and the premises were extremely well maintained with not even a leaf out of place. The place around the India gate is a delight to a tourist, with beautifully manicured lawns and extremely well maintained roads. Well all this is expected considering that this is the place where 26th January's proceeding's start and places like the parliament and the Rastrapathi Bhavan are located. Me and my brother had a real fun time trying to read the names engraved on the masterpiece with the high zoom handy cam that we had at our disposal. Then after that we entered the high security zone where the offices of the Indian navy, army and air force were located. Now, these buildings also were superbly taken care of. Well because there was so much of security, all we could do was to just take a drive around the place and we got as far as the gate of Rastrapathi Bhavan.
We then moved to pay respects to the father of our nation. The place where he lies, Raj Ghat. The day got older and conversely the traffic was getting thicker. After a journey which lasted for about hour which would've taken just a third fraction of the time it took us in the place where i live, we reached Raj Ghat. Now, even here we were greeted with beautifully manicured lawns and well laid pathways. The most amazing thing about this place was that, there were more foreign tourists here that caught the eye than the number of Indians. It was good in a sense that he is still remembered through out the world. As we paid our respects and started walking back, i noticed the Indian cut of the place. The small corridor which took us near the grave was totally spray painted with pan masala's and other shit of that variety. So much for the respect that we pay for the person who took us to freedom.
Next, we went to visit a bit of history. Out of the numerous Mughal monuments in and around Delhi, we picked Humayun's tomb. The place which we could reach the fastest considering the time we had. The place was undoubtedly grand and was taken good care. But, we couldn't help, but to feel that the ASI could have done a better job. Now, whenever we visit such places we are so interesting in taking pictures and preserving memories that, we forgot to see the place properly in the first place. Strange.. So, i was also like any other of that category of people and i started killing my camera and started to give poses in all possible poses one could ever imagine with a tomb in the backdrop. Well, i got to see that part which i kept that listening to from people and history textbooks. It was REALLY like the Taj Mahal and there was an inscription posted in one of the corners that proved it. We had a good time sizing up the place considering that it was one of the more less visited historical places back there in Delhi.
We then thought of moving to our final visit for the day, considering that we had a real long journey to make the next day to Agra. We thought of making a different kind of visit and moved in the direction of the biggest mosque in our country, the Jama Masjid. It took us into the more native parts of the old city, the well renowned, DELHI 6! As we got into the place we regretted our decision of going there. The traffic was so much, that the driver was never able to shift into third gear. Fourth and fifth gears were a dream at that hour. After tussling in the traffic for about one and half hours we reached the outside of the Masjid. The number of people inside the mosque made it another bad idea to actually go inside. So we just had a outside glance and made our way back to the hotel to enjoy a good nights sleep to brace ourselves for the long journey the next morning!
We then moved to pay respects to the father of our nation. The place where he lies, Raj Ghat. The day got older and conversely the traffic was getting thicker. After a journey which lasted for about hour which would've taken just a third fraction of the time it took us in the place where i live, we reached Raj Ghat. Now, even here we were greeted with beautifully manicured lawns and well laid pathways. The most amazing thing about this place was that, there were more foreign tourists here that caught the eye than the number of Indians. It was good in a sense that he is still remembered through out the world. As we paid our respects and started walking back, i noticed the Indian cut of the place. The small corridor which took us near the grave was totally spray painted with pan masala's and other shit of that variety. So much for the respect that we pay for the person who took us to freedom.
Next, we went to visit a bit of history. Out of the numerous Mughal monuments in and around Delhi, we picked Humayun's tomb. The place which we could reach the fastest considering the time we had. The place was undoubtedly grand and was taken good care. But, we couldn't help, but to feel that the ASI could have done a better job. Now, whenever we visit such places we are so interesting in taking pictures and preserving memories that, we forgot to see the place properly in the first place. Strange.. So, i was also like any other of that category of people and i started killing my camera and started to give poses in all possible poses one could ever imagine with a tomb in the backdrop. Well, i got to see that part which i kept that listening to from people and history textbooks. It was REALLY like the Taj Mahal and there was an inscription posted in one of the corners that proved it. We had a good time sizing up the place considering that it was one of the more less visited historical places back there in Delhi.
We then thought of moving to our final visit for the day, considering that we had a real long journey to make the next day to Agra. We thought of making a different kind of visit and moved in the direction of the biggest mosque in our country, the Jama Masjid. It took us into the more native parts of the old city, the well renowned, DELHI 6! As we got into the place we regretted our decision of going there. The traffic was so much, that the driver was never able to shift into third gear. Fourth and fifth gears were a dream at that hour. After tussling in the traffic for about one and half hours we reached the outside of the Masjid. The number of people inside the mosque made it another bad idea to actually go inside. So we just had a outside glance and made our way back to the hotel to enjoy a good nights sleep to brace ourselves for the long journey the next morning!
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