I kept a journal during my travels and am going to transcribe those entries here.
I found an in-the-hole internet cafe! I was so excited to finally find an outlet to the "real world," and to be able to express all of these feelings I had pent up. This was my facebook post:
I
HAVE INTERNET ACCESS!!! Found an internet cafe and omg wow the little
things in life I can't believe how much I've missed being online!
WELL... India is such a freakin overwhelming place, I don't even know
where to begin. Riding in an auto rickshaw is a death-defying
experience, but fun at the same time. Garam panni is not really garam..
lukewarm at best. The driving here is nuts, period. The food
is delicious. The markets have a fun environment. I've had such a
beautiful spiritual experience in the dargahs, praying at the tomb of
the saints. There are beggars EVERYWHERE. I mean everywhere. Like
literally everywhere. My mind still cannot fully process it. I saw the
Taj Mahal yesterday and I felt like I was in a dream, it was simply
magical. I'm seeing bollywood and slumdog millionaire at the same time.
Over-freakin-whelming. Six days here and I'm just now getting the hang
of it.
Tonight was Mawlid al-Nabi, which is the Prophet Muhammad's (PBUH) birthday. We had quite an experience inside of the Nizamuddin dargah, as we participated in group prayers and observed and touched relics of the prophet's. The dargah was decorated with lights, flowers and beautiful drapes; while there was a sea of people in a small space, there was also an undeniable energy. I felt like I truly took part in a holy experience and there was a beautiful contentment in my soul.
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Inside of the festive dargah |
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A strand of the prophet's hair is held by the wax |
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Passing through |
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There was a sea of people in a small space |
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The prophet's footprint, preserved and immortalized |
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Quite an experience just to behold this |
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Lights make an event quite festive |
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