Initially Published on Medium in November 2016
Going to the Taj Mahal, one expects not only to be overcome by beauty, but to be showered in a magical story of love, a love story greater than all the ages, one that will transcend time. It is the physical manifestation of a man’s love for his wife, and his sadness when she died. His love was so great that the Taj was built in her memory. So what can be so disturbing about that story?
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