“This was in 1963, when I was travelling to Ajmer for the first time to join my new job. I left by Toofan mail from Patna and got down at Agra. Since my connecting train to Ajmer was in the evening and I had time on my hands, I decided to visit the Taj Mahal. I was feeling very homesick. I sat there and contemplated the Taj but could not see any extraordinary beauty in it. I wondered why was it so acclaimed for its beauty. I had started feeling very hungry too. My eyes fell on an earthen pot (bhaar) with rosogollas in it, sitting next to me. My mother must have given it to me. I ate two rossogollas from it and felt satiated and happy. I again turned to contemplate the Taj Mahal... and whoa! I was blown away by its splendour, magnificence, design, the architecture! Every inch of it was overflowing with life and color and resplendent beauty! What a change two rossogollas can make!”
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