Fatehpur Sikri

We left Agra satisfied with our encounter with the Taj and we even escaped the touts trying to sell us marble inlay tables that could 'easily be shipped back to Australia for us'. Continuing our journey to Fatehpur Sikri, an old palace where a mogul king married a christian, hindu and a muslim wife to keep the peace. I guess that he just about had all his bases covered. The palace was very beautiful as most palaces are. In one section was a huge open courtyard with a small temple. We purchased some coloured cloth, a bag full of rose and marigold petals and some red twine. Inside the temple we all wore head coverings and  made our offerings by placing the cloth on an alter,  and spilling and spreading the flowers onto it. Next we tied the string to a carved marble window. Three knots and three wishes for us, one wish for Zar. If a husband and a wife make the same wish it will come true...or so they say.