The surrounding environment appeared like dozing under the red stone drape in sweltering midday, as we were approaching to the premises of Agra fort. The radiated heat from the gigantic structures could be felt even from the farthest part of the premises. The mammoth structure of Agra fort came into the sight like a heat erupting volcano. It was inexplicably very hot. Immediately after our vehicle stopped, we were thronged by the tourist guides, some of them were even child and still confident enough to escort us. It was a confusing situation as I overheard a thrown word from a tourist, “no more guides”.
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Leaving behind the group of tour guides, we started our walk towards the Agra fort. The UNESCO world heritage site of Agra fort was in front of us like an upright symbol of masculinity, power, courage and strength. The apparently silent premises of Agra fort was likely to wake up any time with the entry of the marching band of insidious soldiers, churning dust and displaying their blood stained swords. I was inundated by the interesting anecdotes of history associated with the fort, the history of transformation of Badalgarh fort of the Rajputs to the present Red fort of Agra of the Mughals. To me, it is a fascinating remainder of the jubilant kings and emperors who dared to enjoy the possession of the fort with their indomitable courage and with the power of their sword. Agra fort is a place, where time has written numerous history of invasion, stories of great warriors and paved their way to achieve immortality. To me Agra fort is a centre of power, an exciting example of Mughal architecture, a place where art and architecture got new dimensions under the patronage of great Mughal emperors, and a jail where a great emperor passed his last days looking towards his immortal creation.
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The memorable journey through the palaces of the emperors came to an end with an approaching dusk. Afar from the Agra fort the Sun was slowly setting down like a huge fireball.
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