Well, maybe one thing: A couple of decks of playing cards with a photo of the famed 17th-century Mughal monument. They were simple but considered tools of gambling, a vice not looked upon kindly.
My other forbidden item was an iPod that served as my lifeline to the world.
For a few rupees that I managed to scrounge up from my backpack and my pockets, nearby lockers provided temporary storage. So, I queued up again and awaited my turn to see the Taj Mahal.