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Verdant India



Welcome to the country whose native’s boasts of belonging to the oldest civilization in the world. Mughal, Armenians, Turks, Arabs, Persians, Mauryas, Portuguese, French & Britishers came but their departure left traces that are indelible. What we are today is assimilation & amalgamation of tits & bits incorporated from their culture into ours which is rich, varied & acknowledged globally.

North abounds in flora, fauna, meadows, valleys, picturesque views, architecture while the southernmost part of the country is famous for beaches, backwaters, lagoons & temples. The aroma of tea gardens coming far from east amazes me. The roars of royal tigers coming from mangrove Sunderbans catch my attention. West is famous for Rann of Kutch & Gateway of India. My soul enlightens when I take bath in the sanctified water of river Ganges flowing from mesmerizing Himalayas, the abode of Lord Shiva. The palatial forts of Rajasthan recall the essence of bygone era that is still kept intact in our heritage. Yes, yes this is not any psychedelic story. We are talking about magical India aka Bharat. Our country offers a vast array of nature. India is well known for its spiritual & pilgrimage sites such as Badrinath, Kedarnath, Haridwar, Amarnath, Golden Temple, Sum Temple, Jagannath Puri, and Meenakshi Temple. Needless to say, the architecture of our country is a fusion of various influences dating back to Indus Valley Civilization.


With this in mind, I tried to essay a synopsis of India. With a country as a big as its history, a mere mention of India takes us into a wonderland surrounded by spellbound & majestic rivers,valleys,mountains,tea estates,fields,temples,beaches,national parks, bird sanctuaries & many more. Thus INDIA IS TRULY MAGICAL…….   

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