Justa Greater Kailash
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... so sleeping was going to be basically impossible. I gritted my teeth anyway put in some earplugs and attempted to sleep. I think I was probably awake until about 12 at the earliest but I daren't look at the time, so who knows. We then got a taxi to the station at 4:15. The drive was strange, Delhi was actually quite quiet and we quickly realised that red lights don't matter if there is no traffic- who knew?! We jumped in the train after luckily finding seats and even ...
... but perhaps I was there at the wrong time. Had I stayed until 6:30 or so I would have the impressive arati ritual in which lamps burning ghee (clarified butter) are circulated around the temple. But the jet lag was beginning to take hold and we returned to the hotel. On our return, we passed down the embassy row, the very impressive and broad Shanti Path (the widest avenues here seem to be called paths) where the most important embassies and ...
... heralded the coming of a promised one as expected by all previous religions. He was, of course, locked up and executed by 750 gunmen six years later, but not before word got around. So once he was shot to pieces, one of his followers stepped in claiming to be the messenger that god had promised. He took the name Bahá'u'lláh which means "glory of god" because he was ...
... chose to sit next to me; she could have sat in the other aisle seat where her husband was, and had the whole aisle space to also claim as her own, or in their middle seat and had the luxury of spilling over into the two seats on both sides of her. I'm just lucky, I guess. But then the drinks cart appeared. Red wine, please, this time. The rest of the flight was much smoother.
... 8220;What the ______?” , so I went in search of a lunch that would be easy on my stomach. I found spaghetti.
In India, the guest is God. The young man doing the cooking at the home stay always asks after serving in his very broken English, “Is it good? Do you like it? Is it good?” It is good and I tell him so, but ...