There are mornings that feel like whispers of history, where time slows down and the stones
around you begin to speak. My visit to Itimad-ud-Daulah in Agra, often lovingly called the
Mini Taj, was one such morning. As I stepped through the grand sandstone gateway and the
monument revealed itself in white marble glory, I felt an instant hush within me — the kind
that only places layered with history and beauty can evoke.