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Taj Mahal: The Monument of Eternal Love

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By Anisa Reddy


Agra, India

A holy white tremendous building, a giant mausoleum as a symbol of love built by Emperor Shah Jahan.

The Taj Mahal was constructed between roughly 1632 and 1653 in Agra, India. Commissioned by Emperor Shah Jahan, the project was enormous, blended Indian, Persian, and Islamic architectural styles into a unified masterpiece, as a mausoleum for his wife, Mumtaz Mahal.

What a wonderful symbol of love and affection. I've never dreamt of seeing Taj Mahal in the newfound perspective before.

What I saw was a popular building that everyone wishes for. I guess, no one sees how is the beauty of love emerged from the bottom of the heart and manifested as this giant thing.

What I found was memorable than I expected to be. I saw purity as the building only has one main color, which is white, my favorite color 🤍.

That's miraculous!

Seeing Taj Mahal reminds me of my dream to find a true companionship in life. I wore red salwar kameez as the symbol of romance, completed the beauty of Taj Mahal in my experience.

Out of nowhere, there, spontaneously I asked "who is going to build this for me?" ❣️

But there is difference between Mumtaz and me, I would love to live in my empire while alive, not died.

A Constant Companionship
Mumtaz Mahal was not merely a loving wife and Empress but a politically savvy, and advisor to Shah Jahan. She wielded significant influence, traveled with him throughout the empire, joining him on arduous military campaigns even during her pregnancies.

She was trusted by him on state matters and acted as his confidante. She attended the council and was responsible for imperial seal, allowing her to review final drafts of official documents.

These actions demonstrate that she played a proactive role in the empire as Shah Jahan's right hand.

He commissioned the Taj Mahal as a grand mausoleum to immortalize her. A project that took that took over 20,000 artisans and 22 years with a significant portion of the imperial treasury.

The Final Resting Place
After his own death in 1666, he was buried beside her in the Taj Mahal, ensuring they would remain together forever.

After Taj Mahal, I went to Agra Fort, the place where Shah Jahan was prisoned and died. The story behind this is unbelievable. Shah Jahan kept looking at Taj Mahal to reminisce his wife and their memories.

I could see Taj Mahal from this place. But, due to heavy fog in the winter, it was not clear as the other days.


"How somebody could fall that hard for his lover?"

In this era where people could lay things down and move on from one person to the others, this love story would be a single in immortality. This incredible love story would be an inspiration to people now and in the future.


"Agra and its love story are immersed in my mind forever."

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