Time is a companion that goes with us on a journey. It reminds us to cherish each moment, because it will never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we have lived.
For some reason, they remind me of jalebis and even though there's no such thing as a green jalebi, I want to eat jalebis NOW.So yeah, thanks, Szerlem, for posting pictures of delicious green jalebis.
What have you been smoking km dear? Though if they were orange-ish I would have probably been reminded of jalebis too! These are too acidic green...(To add a bit of context, the bangles are tied by women who come to the ask for an offspring. Not for Aurangzeb, but near the grave of the wife (?) of his sufi mentor Burhan-ud-din Chisti.)
Wait, Aurangzeb had a Sufi mentor? The same party-loving, people-loving Aurangzeb? Travel does broaden one's mind.
the colours are fabulous, dear SZ. and yes, that GREEN :-)thank you fo explaining about the custom, i was about to ask :-)
I don't want any offspring (at the moment, anyhow) but I do want those bangles. Verde que te queiro verde!
km: well, not to take away from Aurangzeb's record as a zealot, but he was a lot more complicated than the caricaturized version we are fed and a lot of his religious posturing was to differentiate himself from Dara and quite a conscious effort - this was a man who was as enamored of wine and women in his youth as other Mughals. Also, some Sufi orders are less liberal than other and though the Mughals largely patronized the Chisti's even among them some orders are more liberal than others (just from experience I would say the Ajmer is more so than Nizammuddin in Delhi, but could have a biased sample).thanks r, and e, I do often think of you when I see bright green now!
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