dome falls on the cenotaphs of Emperor Shah-Jahan and Mumtaz Mahall, queen of his realm and his heart.
Enough of sightseeing! I was longing for my guru. Jitendra and I were shortly traveling south by train toward Bengal.
“Mukunda, I have not seen my family in months. I have changed my mind; perhaps later I shall visit your master in Serampore.”
My friend, who may mildly be described as vacillating in temperament, left
dome falls on the cenotaphs of Emperor Shah-Jahan and Mumtaz Mahall, queen of his realm and his heart.
Enough of sightseeing! I was longing for my guru. Jitendra and I were shortly traveling south by train toward Bengal.
“Mukunda, I have not seen my family in months. I have changed my mind; perhaps later I shall visit your master in Serampore.”
My friend, who may mildly be described as vacillating in temperament, left
