From my initial post, you know we began our first day with the rickshaw ride through Old Delhi. What an exhilarating way to start the day. See previous post for video. A man, older than my father, pedaled through the busy streets with blaring horns and the slim alley ways that were bustling with merchants, mopeds, and the color and merriment of Diwali.

Next stop was Rajghat, the memorial and place where Mahatma Gandhi was cremated. Eagles soared above our heads as we approached the eternal flame. Mahatma Gandhi was born in 1869 and was assassinated in 1948. He advocated for the rights of Indians, both at home and in South Africa. Gandhi became a leader of India’s independence movement and was known for peaceful forms of civil disobedience.

A short drive from there, we approached the India Gate at the changing of the guards. India Gate is an arch commemorating the soldiers who died in World War I. An eternal flame dedicated to the soldiers burns underneath the arch.

Qutub Minar is the tallest brick minaret in the world. Five stories high, it is decorated with geometric designs and quranic verses. We took a picture from the same spot my father did in the mid 1960’s. Below is a photo of my father, Curt Hardee. My parents met in India! The origins of Qutab Minar are shrouded in controversy. Some believe it was erected as a tower of victory to signify the beginning of the Muslim rule in India. Others say it served as a minaret to call the faithful to prayer.

Our final destination was the Craft Museum where we got to see a variety of diverse crafts, artifacts, and textiles. From terracotta horses to tribal masks, silk scarves, and handmade jewelry, the museum reflected an Indian village representing cities far and wide.

Could there be more? Yes, our last activity before dinner was a quilting class with world famous quilter, Jinny Beyer. I am learning about patterns, shading, and design. Somehow I am supposed to be sewing diamonds together while experiencing the sights and sounds of India.

Whew, ready for bed! Do you remember the name of an Indian bed? Charpai!