Rani Rupmati mosque in Ahmedabad was established in the years 1430-40 by the Sultan Mehmud Beghara and is named after his beautiful wife Rani Rupmati. Though relatively known outside Ahmedabad, this is one of my most favourite mosque of the city, apart from the Sidi Saiyyed mosque which is a walking distance away from here, yet far more popular.

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Rani Rupmati Mosque, Ahmedabad

I had been to the mosque a few times in the past as well and had always loved it. So this time when I was in Ahmedabad I decided to revisit my old memories and explore the mosque once again. But this visit was a little painful for me personally...

As I walked into the mosque, the one thing that struck me the most was the dilapidated curtain at the entrance of the mosque. It seemed I was all alone in the morning, but soon an old man walked out and wished me. He was the maulvi of the mosque and told me that the mosque has been maintained by his family for generations now. He saw my eyes moving to the curtain and he told me that it bothered him as well.

Though the monument is protected, it gets almost no funds for maintenance. It's an architectural marvel, but then Ahmedabad is full of such buildings so it's tough to get much attention. Without any money he was struggling to manage the mosque and keep it in pristine condition. He was clearly sad, but wanted me to go inside and take some more pictures. This has always been true of the mosques of Ahmedabad, people are always welcoming and taking pictures is not at all a taboo.

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Interiors of the mosque

I walked in, prayed a little and took some more pictures. The red carpet was beautiful land added an accent colour to the shots. But I was still sad when I walked out of the mosque. The old man was gone, so I simply bowed and walked back to my hotel, House of MG.


A bit of history about the mosque

Rani Roopmati was married to Sultan Qutubuddin of Ahmedabad. However, after Sultan's death his brother Sultan Mehmud Beghara married her, which was not unusual for those times. As Rani Rupmati was a Hindu, and the Sultan a Muslim, the mosque is a blend of both architectural styles. There are parts of the mosque which might appear much simpler than others, and in a way these also represent the personality of the kind and the queen as as the faiths they followed.

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Detailed carving outside...
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A mix of architecture...

I saw something similar at Adalaj ni vav also, which was built by a muslim ruler for his love for a Hindu woman he wanted to marry, but never could.

The mausoleum of the queen is also located right next to the mosque.

Architecture of the mosque

The mosque is actually quite a typical structure of the early sixteenth century. The roof os the prayer hall has these domes with the central part so raised as to admit light and air into the interior of the three ached entrances. In the facade, the central one is flanked by two minarets, one on each side.

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As I entered the mosque...
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The jharokha on the walls outside...

The small entrances have projected balcony window on each side and a latticed window neat the end of the facade. The mosque represents a significant development of mosque architecture in Ahmedabad. It is also remarkable for the rich and the varied sculpture of it's minar buttresses, balconied and latticed windows.

Damage to the mosque

The mosque suffered massive damage during the earthquake of Kutch in 1818 and only a part of it's once magnificent minarets now survive. Unfortunately this is true for many other mosques in Ahmedabad including the Pir Kamal Urf Malik Alim Ki Masjid.

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The damaged minarets...
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Another view of the interiors of the mosque...

To reach the mosque

The mosque is located in the western Indian city of Ahmedabad in Gujarat. Once you reach Ahmedabad (well connected by flights, trains and buses), it's easy to located the mosque. It is located close to the Sidi Saiyyed mosque which is far more famous and is located at the GOP near Lal Darwaza.

As you walk from the Nehru bridge toward the Sidi Saiyyed mosque on the Rustam Cama road, take a left as you reach the end of the road on the Mirzapur road. The road is quite an organic one and snakes around a bit, but stay on the main road. The mosque is just a few hundred metres away after the turn.

The Stanford Dish Hike is the most popular hike at the sprawling university campus, not just for the students but also the residents of the area and is called so due to The Dish that was built in 1966 as a radio reflector antenna for the US Department of Defence to study atmosphere. The 150 feet diameter of the dish also makes sure that it's seen far and wide, and tempts you to go up there and explore the hill. While I was a student at Stanford, I hiked up there a few times, but not often enough. Here are some of my lovely memories from the hike...

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The beginning of the hike...

We were in the US just for a couple of days and university was still shut for the Christmas vacations. It was quite cold, especially because I was coming from the rather warm winters of Ahmedabad, but when someone suggested we try the hike within the university I quickly decided to try it out. A hill within your own university sounded like a cool thing already, and a hike to the dish seemed just like a thing to do on a holiday.

We didn't have a car which made going to the dish an easy task as we didn't have to worry about the parking, which can be tough to get on a sunny weekend. But this was a cold and overcast weekday and there were only a few more people interested in the hill or the dish. In fact most of them seemed like locals who came for the hike almost daily.

With enthusiasm the three of us, Jag, Som and I, started our trek though Som was already shivering due to the cold. The multiple layers of jackets and pullovers didn't do anything to warm her up. But then she always feels cold rather easily, and we conveniently ignored her pleas to postpone the hike to a warmer day :)

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Bird sightings are not rare at all...
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Gorgeous houses can be seen from top...
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Here is a runner on the hike...

The hills looked low and the path looked almost flat, but we were completely wrong in underestimating the hills. Even after half of an hour of walk in cold, the dish was nowhere in sight and it was already sunset. Thought I wanted to walk further, we decided to head back home (or to a warm bar) and come again another time. The recent tales of a wild animals seen at the dish was another factor which convinced us not to become fresh meat from India for these carnivores. As we huddled together in a warm bar later on, we made a pact to come in the morning for the hike, a promise which remained unfulfilled.



A few months later I, however, came to here with another friend (let's call her D) who had just finished at Stanford and started working in Palo Alto. After a cup of coffee in Palo Alto, she offered to show me around the campus a bit more and I happily agreed. We walked around a bit, but the day was way to nice to just walk in the campus and we decided to hike up to The Dish and look at the campus from up there. She had a car and with much difficult we managed to park it at a place where she was sure won't get a parking ticket.

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Finally the dish :)
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Stanford campus seen from the hike...

Unlike my earlier trip, it was a busy hike and we had lots of company. There are multiple paths to the dish and we took one which was less crowded as we wanted to talk, and she was keen to tell me many stories form the campus. The hike looked small, but the 6.5 km trail can get a bit tiring and so carrying water is highly recommended. Many hikers don't necessarily come here to walk all the way to The Dish, because it's always there and they have done it often. But it was new to me and so we made a compete trip to The Dish and D also showed me a building which is apparently a secret underground laboratory, though I think it was just one of those legends about the place :)

Our day ended with another round of coffee later on (who can ever say no to coffee), and I was happy that I could finally hike all the way up to The Dish!

Timings

The Stanford Dish area is open to recreational visitors the following hours:

January:                                      6:30 am - 4:45 pm
February:                                    6:30 am - 5:30 pm
March:                                          6:00 am - 6:30 pm
April – August:                          6:00 am - 7:30 pm
September:                                6:30 am - 7:00 pm
October:                                      6:30 am - 6:00 pm
November – December:        6:30 am - 5:00 pm

The schedule is adjusted monthly to closely match sunrise and sunset.

Map

Here is a map if you need to walk or drive up there. The hike starts from the Stanford Avenue, and the parking spots are all there, or in the side roads.

As the sun was setting and the entire market was bathed in the evening golden sunlight for the final few minutes of magic, I reached the end of the sprawling KR Market in Bangalore.

Just as I was about to turn back and look for some bananas and coconut water for my evening snack, I saw this old woman with a tiny pup at a distance. Being a true-blue dog lover, I was intrigued and decided to say hello to her, and maybe play with the pup for a short while. However as I got closer I realised that there was not just one pup, but five and all of them were lapping up milk from a tray. The old woman  (let's call her amma) was helping the ones who were weaker while their famished birth mother (lets call her ma) looked on with love.

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Amma with her family :)
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Lovely pups drinking milk :)

It was such a beautiful sight that I felt a tear in my corner of my eye. Amma smiled and nodded her head when I showed her the camera and asked if I could take some pictures. I have forgotten whatever little Kannada I knew during my Mysore days, but sometimes it's really not needed. Smiles can do all the talking 😃


I felt quite sad looking at them all, but amma also filled me with hope. While on one hand we also have young doctors-in-the-making throwing a dog from rooftop for a fun video and teenagers burnt small puppies alive, here was a poor woman who was feeding so many pups and giving them a fresh lease of life. The most horrific of these all was the story from the same city when a few months back an old woman killed eight pups right in front of their mother for making too much noise. This might just be the tip of the iceberg of animal abuse in India, but thanks to social media some of these get reported and the perpetrators of these crimes do get punished.

This was one of the reasons I felt so compelled to write a positive about human-dog relationship.

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Feeling the weaker ones separately...
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And here is ma

I sat with them for a while and in a while ma also became more comfortable with me around. I don't try picking the pups, and with food around they were least interested in my love calls. Amma's humble shop was the last in the line and there were no buyers, and she was only interested in making sure the pups feed well.

Sometimes money and education do nothing, and one has to travel and meet people like amma to for a reassurance that humanity isn't dead afterall. I don't want to sound preachy, but I hope we all do realise that earth doesn't just belong to us humans but to all other animals as well.

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Amma with her kid :)
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Finally one of them in the box :)
Bar Colòmbia 1913 is the oldest cafe in Barcelona's charming district of Sant Andreu, and here is a short account of my unplanned visit there. Read on to know why this place can make anyone fall in love with the cafes of Barcelona, and why it's such a great idea to travel without an itinerary in an unknown city...

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Bar Columbia 1913

Sant Andreu is one of the oldest areas of the city of Barcelona and even today it retains an old town charm within the metropolis. The area developed around the church of Sant Andreu del Palomar and even today the church retains it's central place. The charming location was one of the reasons why I decided to pick an airbnb host here. The house was hundreds of years old, though refurbished now, and my stay was memorable. My fantastic host was a fan of bike-riding and took me to many unusual places, and we did an excellent shoot capturing Barcelona at sunset from a hilltop.



The next morning I was up really early and desperately needed some coffee. It was weekend and I didn't want to wake up my host, so decided to take a walk on the nearby Rambla de Fabra and hunt for a place for coffee and some food. I have always loved breakfasts in Europe, and my romance with them started years ago in Italy. But I had no plans today, except to find an open cafe which served some good coffee. Most shops were closed, so I ended up asking a lady at a newspaper stand and she immediately recommended a small and old cafe just around the corner - Bar Colòmbia 1913.

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On the wall...
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The bar counter
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Going up or coming down?

The moment I saw the place, I knew I was going to love my breakfast here, even if it was terrible to taste! The place had such charm that I was immediately bowled over. It was only later that I learnt that the cafe is actually the oldest in Sant Andreu and one of the most popular with the locals, though unfortunately it's unknown to most of Barcelona's millions of tourists. I was so happy with the place that I decided to write a short article about it, and spread some good vibes about the place :)

However, the best part was a long chat with Albert Miro, the owner of the cafe, who initially gave me stern looks but then warmed up when I told him about who I was and why I loved his cafe so much!

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Albert Miro and his apprentice 

This is what Miro had to say :)

"I have been working here for all my life, for the last 50 years at least. The cafe-bar was started by my grandfather in 1913 (and hence the name) and it's has been a popular joint in the neighbourhood, though it's not known anywhere else in the city."

He spoke almost no English so I had to talk through his apprentice, who was much happier to chat up with an Indian traveller as it's not common to see one in this side of town.

Of course, I didn't just talk but also had some food here - a chocolate croissant and coffee, and I must mention they were both good (but then they are good at almost any cafe in Spain). I spoke to an elderly couple who were extremely curious to see me clicking so many pictures, and they recommended me the sandwiches there.

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Finally my humble breakfast :)

Anyway it was time to walk some more and click some oranges in the inner lanes of Sant Andreu, and that's exactly what I did :)

How to reach Bar Colòmbia 1913?

The cafe is located on the junction of Great Streets and Sant Andreu Barcelona.

Address
Rambla Fabra i Puig, 1
Sant Andreu
Barcelona 08030

Map of Bar Colòmbia 1913

As I sat down on a bench at Bangalore's lovey Cubbon Park after a long and tiring day in the city, I almost dozed off. But the silent giggle of the uncle sitting in front of me woke me up. He was looking right at me and laughing out loud, but on closer inspection realised that he was not looking at me but looking past me! And now I could hear some more giggles, of women and children which filled up the open space of the garden :)

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Women playing tug-of-war in Bangalore!

As I turned around, I saw something that I had never quite seen before. There was a family having a ball on a Saturday evening. While the boring men of the family sat in the corner and played with their phones, the women got together with the kids and were having the best possible time. Ever!

As the team on the left won the first round in tug-of-war, the team on the right felt challenged to do better than the last time and played multiple more rounds! They lost every time but I loved the enthusiasm with which they got up from the ground and quickly got ready for the next round!



Enjoy some pictures of their fun times together :)

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All energies are into the game :)
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...till one of the teams lost the grip!
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And fell flat on the ground :)

By the way did you know that tug of war is an ancient game which was played by Egyptians, Greeks and Chinese? It was believed that Sun and Moon play tug of war over light and darkness. The game was called Helkustinda by the Greeks (and hence the title of the post), and was quite a serious sport back then!

The game was also popular in India in the 12th century, especially in the Eastern part of the country. There are carvings on the walls of Konark's Sun temple which depict the game in actions :)
Located far away from Srinagar in a small village called Ladhoo, the presence of the ancient Jeevnath Temple dedicated to Lord Shiva is barely known anymore, even to many Kashmiris. However, when I was traveling through the villages in Kashmir valley on a project to discover old and lost temples of the region, I asked people around specifically for leads to old temple which didn't exist on guidebooks at all.

Here is the story of how I discovered the Shiva Temple of Ladhoo.

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Shiva temple at Ladhoo, Kashmir
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Idols immersed in the pond...

I started early in the morning from Srinagar with almost no plans but lots of hopes. I visited the relatively well-known Avantipore temples first, but then had a long day ahead and no more temples. I decided to ask the ASI guy at the temple for some suggestions of unknown temples, and he suggested the Shiva temple at Ladhoo. The only glitch - it as a bit far and I only had public transportation to commute. Tourists were still uncommon in Kashmir, and no-one certainly visited the villages. Of course, I didn't care about these things and after changing three different vehicles I finally reached Ladhoo village.

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The local village market

There was nothing really special about the village, it was quite beautiful just like all the villages of Kashmir. But my entry to the village generated quite a lot of excitement and many people came out of their shops to see who this visitor with long hair was. I must confess that all this made me quite uncomfortable, but I had no other option but to befriend them. One of them invited me to his shop for some Kashmiri chai, and I agreed though I kept thinking that the tea could be spiked. Everyone had questions, and were quite surprised that I was a Hindu in search of old temples in the valley.



One young man and a boy volunteered to take me to the temple and tell me all about it. I bid the my curious new friends goodbye and walked further ahead. Within minutes we were at the temple and surprisingly there was very little that survived. But there was so much pride when they showed me the temple, and I could see why.

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Details at the temple
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Some more idols

The temple is really special because of the message of communal harmony it showcases. There are no Hindus at all in the village, yet the temple is still maintained by the caretakers of a mosque located right next to it. All that survives now is a small pond with few walls around and a Shiva idol somewhere inside. Apparently the idol becomes visible when the weather is dry, but this was time of rains and I could only imagine what it would look like.

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Mosque next to the temple...

The caretaker also told me an interesting story...

'The temple was built during the time of King Avantivarman. There was a famous Hindu sage who did tapasya here and the village used to be completely Hindu back then. When Shah Hamadan came to the valley and he brought the message of Islam with him. The sage was also very inspired by Shah Hamadan and embraced Islam. After him the entire region also took up Islam.'

It was around 5.30 when I decided to leave. It was also azaan time and I could hear a beautiful voice asking the faithfuls to bow before allah. It was getting close to sunset and I still had a long way to go. It was quite tough to find a direct vehicle for Srinagar, so I decided to take lift from a local boy who hen dropped me at a crossroad a few kilometres outside the village. It was kind of dark and there was neither bus or anyone else with me there. I certainly did feel uncomfortable.

Here is a video I recorded as I walked back through the village after the visit...


In about 20 minutes a bunch of army men walked towards me and rather roughly asked me for my ID. This was not unusual and had happened to me many times earlier as well. Once they saw my ID and realised that I was an outsiders, I got the worst possible scolding of my life. The head shouted at me at the top of his voice and admonished me for being so reckless to be alone in a Kashmiri village after sunset. They were furious and I could understand their point as well, but frankly I had never felt intimidated during the entire day.

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Walking back from the village...

Just then a mini-bus came and I got on that. They gave me a stern warning to be never seen in the area again. I was tired, yet strangely satisfied with all the adventures in the day. As the bus drove towards the highway, I looked out of the window and tried to ignore the loud local music. I knew more adventures will be coming my way soon...

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Planning a visit to Kashmir soon? Read these stories to get some more inspiration :)

An evening at Shah-e-Hamdam in Srinagar
Srinagar's Heritage walk through old city
Floating vegetables market of Srinagar
A brief history of Srinagar's houseboats

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This is a part of a new series called 'Lost temples of Jammu and Kashmir'. Long forgotten in history, I feel it's our responsibility to bring out stories of these architectural and cultural marvels, and keep them alive.
Located next to the majestic Albrechtsburg castle, the Meissen Cathedral (Hochstift Dom)is a Gothic church who stands high with pride at the highest point of the city. The cathedral was established in the year 968 and has been in use ever since. During the protestant reformation in the 15th Century, the Meissen diocese was dissolved and it turned into a protestant church.

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Mother Mary

Made in the classic Gothic style of architecture, the building hasn't changed much over the last many hundreds of years, except a few additions. This style of architecture evolved from the Romanesque architecture in the late medieval period, and this church is one of the very well preserved monuments which showcases it. All the quintessential elements of Gothic architecture are seen here, like pointed arch, the ribbed vault and the flying buttress.

Here is a photo-story on the Meissen Cathedral.

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Meissen Cathedral from outside 
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The main entrance
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The tombs - many Saxon kings are buried here
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The simple altar
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Ceiling of the church

Opening hours

April to October: daily from 09:00 a.m. to 18:00 p.m.
November to March: daily from 10:00 a.m. to 16:00 p.m.

24th and 25th December closed

To reach

Here is a map to reach the cathedral easily on foot :)



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Disclaimer: I was in Germany on invitation of the German Tourist Office and Saxony Tourism Board. Needless to mention, all views expressed are unbiased and based on my own personal experiences.
How do you discover a new place? I do it through it's people and their stories :)

So when I was in Saxony, Germany I interviewed people almost every single day to understand their story, and through them the story of the land, which was once a part of East Germany. Of course there is no East Germany anymore, yet these conversations told me that there are still remains of that country which is now officially lost in history text books. There is no physical line, but there is still something which exists, and not really in a negative way.

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Overlooking Dresden, Saxony

People talk about East and West even today, and somehow it reminds me of our own neighbours who were carved out of one country at the time of Independence. We still have West Bengal, a reminder that there was once united Bengal which was torn apart by partition in 1947. East Bengal is now Bangladesh (after it's independence from Pakistan in 1971), and the part of Bengal in India is still called West Bengal (it might soon change though).

So, coming back to Germany, here are six stories of six inspiring individuals who were either born in East Germany, or made it their home later. These stories not only showcase the lives of people there, and also the story of their home.

Read on :)



It was early morning when Thilo and his friend decided to make a run for the Czech border to escape the repressive East Germany. He was lucky though the odds were against him as only 10% of people who tried to run away survived the firing from across the borders. He told no one, not even his parents, but a close friend who later became a part of the dreaded secret services.

Moving from Czech republic to Austria, he finally made it to West Germany. He initially loved it, but realised soon after that it was just the same, just packaged differently. It was at this time that he also decided to pursue a career as a musician.

Now he is back in East Germany where plays the guitar while his Australian wife sings. Every year they travel to Goa, India to perform to perform at bars and restaurants as they prefer not to be tied up to a destination for work.





When Christine Horchheimer was young she remembers coming to East Germany and has horrible memories from the border posts, when they were always yelled at, made to wait for hours and checked, sometimes even with dogs.

Interestingly once the Berlin wall fell, her husband decided to shift to the East and help in rebuilding the country. She also agreed to stay in a large house in a small village due to husband. She has continued with that life even after her husband passed away a few years back.

Now she leads walking tours in Leipzig and around. She started this to keep herself just and also to learn more about her new city. Now work keeps her really busy and she has no time even on weekends.



Mathias Kuhnert is originally from the town of Meissen. He was always interested in he art and had good talent, and later he was trained at the factory in the skills. He father works in the steel industry while his mother is a nurse, so they were a little surprised when they found this talent in him.

His day starts at 8am and he works continuously over the next eight hours as it's important to use as much sunshine as possible. Currently he is working in the demonstration area and specialises in the first step - making first models from the the mould.

Mathias also works with the fire department of this city as a volunteer, and he especially likes to teach children on how to save themselves from fire. He is engaged and getting married next year.


Mareile Flatt Baier originally comes from West Germany and moved to Dresden in the East as both her husband and her were fascinated by the art and music of the city.

Every weekend she volunteers at the iconic church, 'The Church of our Lady', in the city to help visitors understand its history and help with any questions. These visits are also very important to her as she feels closer to God.

Mareile works full-time as a tax consultant in the city with a firm while her husband works with the city council. They both remain deeply passionate about the city and its heritage.



Wolfgang grew up in a small town close to Hanover in West Germany and often visited the East. He has many unpleasant memories, especially on the borders. The places in the east were distinctly gray because of the use of two stroke care and brown coal, and this made breathing very difficult for him.

Then worked in studied in many places, including England and USA. He came back to Germany in 1991 and almost accidentally came into tourism. Since 2001 has been working in Saxony Tourism Board. Moving to Dresden was also in way reconnecting with the past as his father had been a witness to the infamous fire-bombing of Dresden in 1945.

Wolfgang is a married man and he also has a ten years old daughter from his previous marriage. He is extremely passionate about art and architecture, and is very open about sharing his views whenever he feels we are losing the city's heritage by building new and modern buildings in the place of old baroque architecture that Dresden is famous for. He also has a huge collection of music at home, something he is very proud of.


A few years back Seema was on a solo trip to Germany, met a German man she fell in love with and decided to shift here. However, it was a big move as she was already married in India and had two grown up sons. But she needed to do it for hers of as she knew her life with her first husband was over for years already.

Her father was in the sugar industry so they moved places through her growing up years - she lived in Kolkata, Chennai, Allahabad, Agra and more. Due to this she never made close friends, but could adapt to any situations.

Though Seema is a trained psychologist, in Germany she works as a tour guide. Though she was initially apprehensive about her new job, it has been extremely satisfying. She got an opportunity to explore another career path and she loves it now.

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Disclaimer: I was in Germany on invitation of the German Tourist Office and Saxony Tourism Board. Needless to mention, all views expressed are unbiased and based on my own personal experiences.
Taj Mahal is beautiful anytime of the day, but there is something really special early in the morning, especially if it's winters. Winters in north India are usually foggy and this actually adds to the beauty of Taj, making it emerge out of fog like a mystery to be solved.

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Walking away...

Another great thing about morning is relatively less crowd on weekdays. So you can actually get shots which are relatively clean, and devoid of crowds. Of course, I love people and so people are always welcome in my shots, but sometimes it's nice to just capture the beauty as it is...



Sharing three of my favourite shots from Taj, each special to me for different reasons. Every time I look through them, they revive the sense of romance within me, even though Taj Mahal is actually a tomb. Morbid thoughts? Well...maybe...

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View of Taj from the mosque
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Interiors of the Taj mosque
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