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304 pages, ebook
First published January 1, 2015
“Jarring, too, are the number of inaccuracies, visible even to the inexpert eye. It was not Clement Attlee whom Winston Churchill once “wickedly” called “a sheep in sheep’s clothing”; it was the Labor leader Ramsay MacDonald. Satyagraha is not “literally ‘soul force’ ”; it is literally the force — or insistence, rather — of truth. Muslims did not object to the Congress anthem “Vande Mataram” because it “included several verses” thought to be anti-Muslim; they objected to the novel from which the verses were taken, and the portrayal of India as the goddess Durga. Edwina Mountbatten was not the daughter of King Edward VII’s financier, Sir Ernest Cassel; she was his granddaughter. The standard initialism for the Hindu nationalist group the Rashtriya Swayamsevak Sangh is not, as Hajari has it throughout, R.S.S.S., but simply R.S.S. The errors give one the sense of being in unsafe hands.”
Before the end of the year, Nehru appears to have plunged into a far steamier affair with none other than Ruttie’s young friend Padmaja Naidu, Sarojini’s buxom daughter.
Now Nehru openly admitted to the sultry Padmaja, -
More importantly, he had a sixteen-year-old daughter—a sinuous beauty named Rattanbai, or “Ruttie.” Jinnah would have been hard-pressed to ignore her presence. She wore gossamer-thin saris that clung to her body and had a ready, flirtatious laugh. One prim memsahib described her as “a complete minx.”
Since his wife died seventeen years earlier, Jinnah had lived in the echoing manse with only servants and his acid-tongued, spinster sister Fatima for company.
His pinched sister Fatima was his only real companion.
He dined with his shrewish sister Fatima, -