I adore the angle Usha took in this photo of the steps to the entrance the Jama Masjid, so it will be the thumbnail for this post.
On the right is the view of the Jama Masjid, with the sad crowded little market in front.
As it turns out, there are several Jama Masjids in India, but this one is the largest: The Lonely Planet guide to India says it can hold 25,000 people in the courtyard. Here is an enthusiastic link about the Delhi edifice: Jama Masjid.
Of course we had to remove our shoes (that is the case with the Hindu. Muslim, and Sikh places of worship in India). The pavement was so hot they laid down strips of cloth as walkways.
The men were unconcerned as Usha and I wandered, unaware for the first few minutes that we were on the men's side. I felt an ancestral shudder when I realized that, and we got out of there. Of course, I would not have felt that in the US. For instance, in our Hindu temple in Savannah, the men sit up front by the priest and the women in the back. It seems more like a polite formality there.
As I may have mentioned earlier, Usha is collecting images for inspiration in her upcoming sophomore year as a visual arts major at Savannah Arts Academy, a magnet high school. Of course she had to sample these images.
I felt a persistent sadness here at this mosque, whereas the ancient remains of mosques and tombs in the parks were cheerful. Perhaps because no one was smiling at the mosque, only at the parks. Or it could be the nature of Islam, because the one little Hindu temple and the Sikh Golden Temple, both in Amritsar, were quite spiritually sunny, evident even to an agnostic like me.
On the left is a view of the Lal Qila, or Red Fort, which is also in Old Delhi. That is the topic of another blog.
On the right is the view of the Jama Masjid, with the sad crowded little market in front.
As it turns out, there are several Jama Masjids in India, but this one is the largest: The Lonely Planet guide to India says it can hold 25,000 people in the courtyard. Here is an enthusiastic link about the Delhi edifice: Jama Masjid.
Another cloudy hot day, and so not so many people there, but we tried to give a sense of how large that area is.
There is no inner sanctum as such for worship, but a wall that faces Mecca, as I understand it. Look below: only men were lying out front. The women were off to the side.
The men were unconcerned as Usha and I wandered, unaware for the first few minutes that we were on the men's side. I felt an ancestral shudder when I realized that, and we got out of there. Of course, I would not have felt that in the US. For instance, in our Hindu temple in Savannah, the men sit up front by the priest and the women in the back. It seems more like a polite formality there.
As I may have mentioned earlier, Usha is collecting images for inspiration in her upcoming sophomore year as a visual arts major at Savannah Arts Academy, a magnet high school. Of course she had to sample these images.
I felt a persistent sadness here at this mosque, whereas the ancient remains of mosques and tombs in the parks were cheerful. Perhaps because no one was smiling at the mosque, only at the parks. Or it could be the nature of Islam, because the one little Hindu temple and the Sikh Golden Temple, both in Amritsar, were quite spiritually sunny, evident even to an agnostic like me.
On the left is a view of the Lal Qila, or Red Fort, which is also in Old Delhi. That is the topic of another blog.
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