All one can say is, despite the conniving travel agents at Agra Cantt. railway station, the crunching discomfort of serpentine queues, the shabby arrangements, the urine-smelling interiors at one of the elegant entry gates, a sweat-stained two hour journey of 500 meters through the west gate and the apparent insensitivity to a national monument, the Taj Mahal at Agra is best experienced. Nothing man-made (I have seen yet) comes close to replicating the mystery and wisp-like beauty that nature pervades.
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