The Forgotten Womb That day is as fresh as the morning dew on grass—the day Pitaji had to give me away like an object. He had taken a loan from the Lodhi emperor to expand his goldsmith business into neighbouring villages but could not repay it in time. In a fraction of a moment, I was taken by the Lodhis. That day, I emerged from my la-la land and became an empty jar, devoid of emotion. https://www.boloji.com/articles/55277/the-forgotten-womb