I saw the beautiful water course. I saw the thousands trooping in and out. I saw many races. I saw the vegetation. I bubbled up with excitement and I walked on like an African going to pick an Oscar Award for the first time.

Many call Taj Mahal, the seventh wonder of the world, I call it: The Structural Edifice that has stood the Test of Time. The story behind the Taj Mahal speaks louder than the love Romeo expressed for Juliet.

Often times, we know that when love speaks in wealth, wealth then becomes a servant to the one loved. I pondered through the thoughts of my heart as I saw this marbled structural masterpiece which reflects on the face of the water course during the evening sun tide. It was the place where the symphony of Yanni rested.

My heart still looked for My Father who made all this possible. Is this a story about the Incredible India or the Taj Mahal, Yes and No! India is Incredible; Taj Mahal is a wonder of wonders but the greatest of all wonders still remains My Unseen Father. I urge my readers to know this Wonderful Person.

My Father built all things yet yearns to be known and trusted. He allowed me to call this article The Heart of Wonders.