Atheist having spiritual experience

It was around 11 AM. We reached Delhi. It was my first trip with her. It was kind of unplanned. But then we highlighted the places including historical places, temples. We also extended our trip and decided to visit Red Fort, Taj Mahal, Mathura, Vrindavan. 

Being a religionless, non-believer, atheist, I am not much interested to visit temples for worship. But yes I do visit temples just to understand the old architect. Since Mathura and Vrindavan do have a mythological background, I just wanted to know how these towns were evolved due to religion-based tourists. The same goes for the Taj Mahal. For me, the Taj Mahal and Red Fort are beautiful historical places that were constructed by highly skilled amazing but exploited laborers. These historical sites are the places where generations of laborers had faced exploitation. Therefore I used to think that I will never feel good at these sites. 

But that didn't happen. We started exploring the Taj Mahal. Holding her hand, I was feeling amazing. It was romantic. I have heard that people do feel romantic at the Taj Mahal. Is it really because of the Taj Mahal? No. I couldn't believe that.

Then we reached Mathura. We were walking inside Krishna Janmasthan Temple. Again, I was feeling amazing. It was something different which I couldn't explain. Peace of mind. And I was "Oh really? Is it because of Lord Krishna?" Again I couldn't believe that. 

Late night, we reached Vrindavan. The next day we started exploring the Vrindavan. Nidhivan, Banke Bihari Mandir, Shri Radha Vallabh Mandir, Govind Devji Temple, Keshi Ghat, Prem Mandir. There was a crowd, noise, monkeys but still peace, serenity. I was tired but was cheerful. I had a small smile on my face all day. But I was thinking why? Is it really because of Shri Radhe-Krishna? When we were at Keshi Ghat, witnessing the placidity with the Yamuna, I had experienced my first spiritual moment. I was exactly feeling what a true follower of Shri Radhe-Krishna would feel when he/she visit Vrindavan. But why? Why did I feel that way?

But when I recalled all trip-days, I realized yes I did have a spiritual moment. But not because of the Taj Mahal or Temple or Yamuna river. What I felt at Vrindavan, I felt exactly the same when I was having tea with her at a small tea stall in Delhi. I was holding her hand and talking with her continuously. What I felt at the Taj Mahal, I felt exactly the same when I was walking with her on cybercity flyover at 3 AM. I remember we were at the Delhi Hat metro station, waiting for the metro to come. I was feeling exactly the same as what I felt at Keshi Ghat. And then I found the answers to all my questions. It was that girl who was with me all time. It was her touch, her voice, her presence, her smile, her anger, which gave me my first spiritual experience. It is her love, in fact, our love which is divine. 

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