The Architectural Marvel Filled With Wonders #9 Hues Of Writing

The Architectural Marvel Filled With Wonders #9 Hues Of Writing

The sun shone brightly and the skyscrapers shimmered under the bright light. I got on the bus and sat on the seat by the window. The bus trudged through the city's traffic and after about two hours, it entered the Malshej Ghat. As I peeped out of the window, I observed that heavy clouds sailed in the sky. A cool breeze caressed my face, soothing my soul. Suddenly, the clouds burst and the raindrops fell. The pitter-patter was like music to my ears. Soaking in the calming monsoon I closed my eyes in an attempt to relax. Soon I slipped into a deep slumber.


The external clamour disrupted my siesta and I woke up still feeling groggy. Rubbing my eyes I looked out of the window and a yellow coloured board with Aurangabad written in black letters on it caught my attention.


Carrying my backpack I got off the bus. I reached the hotel and called it a day.

The next morning I was all set to visit the Ajanta and Ellora caves. This heritage site with the largest rock-cut cave complexes enchanted me. With a spring in my steps, I went about enjoying the view of this engineering marvel. The tourist guide informed us that these monuments dated back to the 600-1000 CE period. There are around a hundred caves on these sites. The Ellora monuments were built during the Rashtrakuta dynasty, which constructed parts of the Hindu and Buddhist caves and the Yadava dynasty constructed several Jain caves. The Ajanta and Ellora caves are adorned with beautiful sculptures, paintings and frescoes. These caves were used as a treat by Buddhist monks. The caves portray the Buddhist culture and stories expressed in the form of paintings relate to Jataka tales. As I walked through the caves I felt as though I travelled back in time.


This architectural marvel made my eyes twinkle in wonder and surprise. The few hours spent on this historical site will remain etched in my memory forever.


A few years later,


I drove through the Pune Highway and reached Aurangabad.

It was my first day as a restoration architect. The memories of this historic wonder had coerced me to pursue a career in that direction.


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Love

Latha

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