In the pages of time, the heart carries a tale of love that even death can't touch. Mumtaz Mahal, my beloved, you were the light that colored my world. Your laughter was a melody, and your eyes reflected the dreams we shared.
But when fate stole you away, my heart broke. I, an emperor, felt powerless. But my love for you was a fire that even death couldn't put out. So, I decided to carve our story in marble. The Taj Mahal became our love's monument, where each piece of marble holds the echo of our love story. And the world watches as it stands tall - a symbol of a love that wouldn't fade.
