Listening to: Bron-Ya-Aur by Led Zeppelin
Delhi is just as I remember- India at its most insane. Modern and medieval clash in the streets. Streets 7 feet wide feel more like tunnels with wires covering the narrow opening to the sky. Motorcycles and tuktuks and people push by and honk and glare at one another all racing to te end. Delhi is not a kind place. People are much more aggressive, and the Islamic men are bound to make even the most confident western woman feel like something they found on the bottom of their shoe. We went to one of the more famous mosques, fully covered, and we were still made to wear huge gowns over our clothing. Of course the Indian women who were dressed the same as us did not. Delhi isn't somewhere I ever wish to return to and I don't have very much to say about it other than its where visitors will feel the most violated, taken advantage of, and overwhelmed. The sites in Delhi also cannot compare to the sights of Rajasthan in my opinion.
We saw the building that the Taj Mahal was based off of, it was nice and quiet there. We also saw the foundations of Islam in India (something I've grown to resent during our trip here the more I hear about how India was before Islam arrived).
My advice: make Delhi a one day pitstop when visiting India.






1 comment:
we both have been very blessed to live in a society and culture that has women relatively on an equal plain. I have found you observations to be really interesting when pertaining to women... theres no place like home!! xoxo
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