Celebration
The people of Delhi carry flowers from the Chandni Chowk to Mehrauli- to shrine of Sufi saint Hazrat Qutubuddin Kaki and the Devi Jogmaya Mandir. The total distance of the Sair (walk) is about 32 km. One can read Delhi's soul in this journey of 32 km from Chandni Chowk to Mehrauli. Along the highway were scattered life giving baolis and sarais to quench the thirst of travellers, built by kings and commoners. Arab ki sarai.. Qutub ki sarai... Parsi temple ki sarai..Yogi ki sarai..Sheikh ki sarai..Badli-ki-Sarai..Katwaria Sarai etc. There used to be all-pervading ambience of fun and merriment what with qawwalis, and kathak being performed on the streets. Fire dancers also performed on the streets during the procession and added a mystic allure to the proceedings.
As it passed through streets of Mehrauli, where the Mughal courts used to shift after the rainy season, Mughal Emperor, Akbar Shah II, used to enjoy the procession from the balcony of Zafar Mahal in Mehrauli, and watched it move towards the shrine of Sufi Saint Qutbuddin Kaki and later to Yogmaya Temple
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