Imagine a city.
A city built entirely out red sandstone and protected by a 11 km wall on 3 sides and a lake on the fourth.
A planned city, perhaps the region’s first, by an Emperor to honour a Sufi saint.
A city whose royal quarters housed the Emperor, his 3 queens, his harem, his favourite minister, and included a mosque, a temple and a giant game board, among many other structures.
A city that was abandoned 14 years after construction began.
A city that is a ghost city today.
A city that was named Fatehabad, but is known today as Fatehpur Sikri.
Imagine that city.
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