The Memories Of Notre Dame by Sanjeev Nanda

Reminiscing about my trip to Paris in 2012, I was reminded of the time we loitered around the Notre Dame aimlessly, merely appreciating the open conclave, and sitting beside the Seine. I was jolted back into reality, reminded that the Church is the same no more - about an year back, in 2019, during the month of April, the Church of Notre Dame was set ablaze by a massive fire that engulfed a chunk of the scenic monument, yet spared the wind organ that has come to be known as 'signature' Notre Dame since its inception, and the years that have since followed it. My appreciation for the structure extends beyond its perceived architecture, and into its history as a whole. I am still haunted by the rose-tinted glass window, which is arguably the centerpiece of the whole building - another look at it will quell my anxiety, and put me to rest.