It is a typical warm afternoon in Chennai, and I am way too wiped out to roam around in the heat anymore. So, I was looking through another set of photographs--my father's collections that are from his professional life.
There, I see his photo of the Qutb Minar from 1955 or so:
I, too, had taken a photo from almost the same spot, when I was there a few weeks ago:
Pretty neat, eh!
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