Morning at the Taj Mahal is pretty miserable: blistering heat, no breeze, hundreds of tourists everywhere. I find them fairly uninspiring for the most part. It's actually hard to fill an entire day in Agra once you've seen the monuments. I ended up walking in circles through the town and the garden connecting the Taj Mahal and Agra Fort.
As soon as I reached the fort, the skies tore open into a torrential downpour. Wind, rain and sand blew in circles through the monuments and their entryways. It rescued my day and my mood. Stuck with Indian families in the rain, moments happening all around me, there was no way to keep my fingers from the shutter then.