He was already enamored by Istanbul – the culture, the history, the architecture, the people – everything was beautifully quaint. And then he visited the magnificent and divine – Hagia Sophia. It was awe-inspiring.
Clearly one of the greatest structures in the world; he wondered why it didn’t qualify as one of the Seven Wonders of the World. Serving as a church in Byzantine era and as a mosque of the Ottoman Empire, today it is one of the world’s most popular museums. Nearly 1500 years in age. And how gracefully had it aged.
Standing at the center of this edifice, he felt like a 2-year old in her grandmother’s lap, listening to her stories. Like her, it too had many stories to tell. From profound to mythical. Some were intriguing, some startling, and others simply lovely. Just like its structure, which had bore the brunt of time. Witnessed the hubris of kings. Yet, stood its ground. The more he looked at the structure, the more cultural intricacies he discovered. It was over-whelming, humbling. He felt insignificant.