Between ourselves, though, Dhai Ma and I agreed that Gandhari’s sacrifice wasn’t particularly intelligent. “If my husband couldn’t see, I’d make doubly sure to keep my own eyes open,” I said, “so that I could report everything that was going on to him.” Dhai Ma was of a different opinion. “Maybe the thought of marrying a blind man disgusted her—but being a princess she couldn’t get out of the match. Maybe she did this so she wouldn’t have to look at him every single day of her life.”
