Rang Mahal 소설 & 이야기

Ria happily posed for pictures standing next to wax figures of Barack Obama, Michael Jackson and Harry Potter. The next tourist spot that she loved was Iskcon Temple, which was also known as Sri, Sri Radha Rasabihari Ji Temple This one place surprised Ria. Never had she expected India to have such a temple. It was located close to Juhu beach and occupied four acres of land. It was a gorgeously carved temple that was crafted with marble. Thousand of devotees would come during festivals.

I just rounded my attention on the passing scenery outside and dared not make any conversation at all. It was probably a fifteen-minute drive before we arrived in Rohan’s workplace, but what I said about the building being his workplace was just an understatement. In truth, the place was more than that. First, the moment our car entered the premises, I was awestruck by how decorative the iron-wrought gate looked. Picture peacocks, elephants and lotus flowers made by talented artisans in black and gold colors. Second was the front garden that boasted plants, I bet, came from Asia; partnered with Hindu sculptures and fountains. Third was the structure of the house that I can say is really Indi

Shrinkhal said and took her inside a room Mugdha literally had tears in her eyes when she entered there. "remember what I told you? That if you love me again then I will make a library for you and like Shahjahan made Taj mahal for his mumtaz. So I kept my promise," Shrinkhal said Yes he kept his promise. The room was a library. It was big and spacious and had every kind of book there. " I never thought you were serious about that library thing." Mugdha said with tears in her eyes

Victoria requested Abdul who guided her inside. The moment Victoria stepped inside ‘The Mahal’ mansion her breath got hitched, it was not like she was looking at this place for the first time however there was something different about this mansion, honesty this was one of the prettiest mansion she had ever seen in her life, where entire mansion was made with delicately carved and polished glass, while entire flooring was done of exquisite ‘Persian Aqua green colored marble’, to add on to its beauty there was an extensively large chandelier right in middle of main area which had real diamond embedded in place of artificial crystal, Victoria was in daze to study this place when “Miss you pl

Maybe on that base, Mas Suma gave me the opportunity to work by giving me a dowry for a gallery unit complete with employees and all operations. Maharani Gallery and Cafe, the name is carved beautifully on a large rock. The gold color contrasts with the black of the river stone. Water gushes between these boulders, falling in a pool full of rocks and green plants beside it. Colorful fish running through the gurgling of spilled water.

Eh, he will live though. "Where are you?" "By lanes of Agra." Maahi grinned. "Taj Mahal is worth it." "I really hope so. But I haven't been there yet. I am shopping right now." "Oh." "Why are you calling in the morning? Our chat time is late in the night, isn't it? Did I not get some memo?" his muffled sound came, as if his nose was pinched shut.

I was with my group and Nirav and Kavya joined Aarav and his friends. After twenty minutes of rides we reached 'Golden temple'. The Golden Temple, also known as Harmandir Sahib, meaning "abode of God" or Darbār Sahib, meaning "exalted court", is a gurdwara located in this city Amritsar, Punjab, India.It is the preeminent spiritual site of Sikhism.

🩷 🍒 . The next morning, the Rathore mansion buzzed with life and anticipation. The household staff had been up since dawn, decorating the grand hall for the pooja. Strings of marigold flowers and white jasmine hung from the carved wooden pillars, filling the air with their sweet fragrance. Brass lamps, polished until they gleamed, were placed along the hall’s edges, their warm glow promising a sacred and serene atmosphere once lit. A large idol of Lord Mahadev, adorned with fresh flowers and holy offerings, stood at the center of the room on an elevated platform covered with crimson and gold cloth. Silver plates with kumkum, rice, and ghee lamps awaited the start of the havan.

After 2 days... Mihir's engagement... Shah Mansion. The mansion was decorated beautifully with lights and flowers, making it look more beautiful than any five-star hotel. Megha Shah got everything decorated as per her status and taste, Rich, elegant, sophisticated, and classy. Mehul Shah looked very happy but he seemed to be planning something and making some arrangements secretly.

I loved being a tourist because no one knew me, no one judged me, they just saw me as the white American tourist not Angelo the male whore or notorious bachelor. We went to India, Taj Mahal with all the honey moon couples all around and it was a constant slap in the face. I could have had that with Raina but I'm an idiot. Overall it was a beautiful place with marble craved in a floral patten decorated with semiprecious stones. It was designed by the mogul emperor Shah Jahan in the seventeenth century who, when devastated by the death of his beloved wife Mumtaz-i-Mahal, decide to build the beautiful monument in her memory. It wasn't my ideal place to visit but Brad swore that he had always wa