Around a month into my travels, I realised that I'd seen a lot of southern India on my to-do list. With a free month ahead, I telephoned my adopted Indian Masi (Auntie) in Delhi, Sonya. Without any hesitation I booked a flight. I was going to be celebrating Diwali in Delhi.

I was buzzing as I touched down in Delhi. The last time I met with Sonya was in summer 2009 in New York. It was fantastic to meet up again. I first met Sonya whilst at university and we've kept in touch since.

Before Diwali kicked off in full swing, I had one day to do some sight-seeing. I knew there was one trip I had to make otherwise my mother would never forgive me. The Taj Mahal.