I looked up and remembered you: I am sending you a postcard through India and its architecture
I am writing to you from India where I am currently traveling and working. For weeks I travel around the country, getting lost in markets filled with forests of flowers and in cities where the jungle conquers the bathroom with its clouds of sounds. When I am overwhelmed, I escape through the mole painted between a woman’s eyebrows, or I let myself be carried by the breeze that carries the scent of incense and marigold flowers. But above all, always I look up: at their mausoleums, temples and palaces. Or sometimes, even under my head that Indian culture is like the sea and you will never touch the bottom.
There is a map of feelings and emotions that point to the sky, messages that the architecture whispers, and that, with luck, will also fly towards you through this postcard.
Sending you love from the Taj Mahal
The Tear of India is made of marble and the most beautiful symbol of love in the world. After the death of his wife Mumtaz Mahal after giving birth to their fourteenth child, Prince Shah Jahan had this icon built in the city of Agra and on the banks of the Yamuna River with the intention of making it the most beautiful mausoleum on the planet. He wasn’t wrong. More than 20,000 laborers worked between 1632 and 1654 in the construction of a set of buildings combining Persian, Indian, Islamic and Turkish architecture.. There are as many plays of light as verses floating between its domes, but also shadows: no one will tell you that they cut off the hands of all their craftsmen so that they would never repeat the same feat again.