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The Harmandir Sahib








Awe struck, I watch the Golden Temple at night listening to holy chants of Guru Granth Sahib. The glistening reflection of the temple on the Holy Sarovar mesmerizes me.The Holy music makes being played fills the air with divinity.

Darbar Sahib surrounded by Holy Tank (Amrit Sarovar)

Be it night or morning, the spectacular Darbar Sahib always enthralls.



The Holiest, the most revered Gurudwara of Sikhism




Tourists from all over the globe visit this revered site of Sikhism. 





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