A sweeping historical epic.
Gita Mehta conjures the grandeur of a lost era as new technology and Western ideas clash with the ancient traditions of Indian kingdoms. The book focuses on the life of Jaya, a Rajput princess, though it begins before she was born with the arrival of a caravan of storytellers and the birth of her older brother, Tikka. It begins in 1897, the time of Queen Victoria.
Jaya grows up in a changing era. Everywhere, the clash between East and West is visible, and Jaya is caught in between. The conflict manifests in the royal siblings' tutors. Her brother's tutor, Colonel Osbourne, supports the glory of the British Empire while her own tutor, Mrs Roy, decries its evils in favour of the growing nationalist movement. Jaya is taught both by the Purdah ladies, who focus on which ointments to use to attract a husband, and by an advisor in the ancient art of rule.
Mehta is deft at moving through the years, and the book never drags. She covers an impressive span of time from 1897, before Jaya's birth, all the way to 1950. Though she skips years now and then, the narrative remains continuous and never gets bogged down with unnecessary or tedious detail. Scenes come alive with concise details and vivid images.
Though the main characters are fictional, they come to life on the page as they mixed with historical figures. I like that she focuses on the women of the kingdom more than the men, allowing the reader to glimpse behind the closed door of the zenana, the abode of the palace women.
Mehta's main focus is on the traditions that mark each important event, from birth, to war to marriage to death and many in between, such as Diwali, when the royal women dance for the husbands in a whirl of jewel-encrusted skirts.
It's fascinating to witness the attitudes of the women. The Maharani who fears to remove her veil, allowing her subjects to gaze on her exposed face. Another Maharani who does pujas to expel the evil influence of a film star over her son. A third woman ruler states: "I find the veil gives me a necessary distance from the meddlings of outsiders."
Western influence challenges Jaya, pushing her to change in ways she does not want to. It is a fascinating struggle that Mehta presents very well. When Jaya does marry, her marriage is very unusual, and I won't spoil it by telling why.
I was a little disappointed to find out that Balmer was not a real kingdom, though it is based on the Rajput kingdoms of the time. The rulers of Indian kingdoms move by horse and by motor car, by aeroplane and by elephant.
Sometimes it is not clear where the characters are sitting, standing or talking. They make a sudden interaction with their environment and the reader discovers the characters are somewhere different than they had imagined. In the second half of the book, interiors of buildings are hardly described at all, and I am left wondering what they look like.
Chapter 38 disappointed me. The poor Lady Chelmsford gets no description at all and a bunch of characters sit like talking heads around a table. There are other clear descriptions which are quite well done, but the dance at the end gets no description and the chapter ends abruptly with a silly comment.
I wish Jaya's mother, who is known only as the Maharani, was given a name. There are many more Maharanis who appear after her, with hardly any description to tell them apart. A few times the Maharani of Cooch Behar pops up, described only as 'beautiful' with no indication why.
At the end of the book, an important and life-changing moment for Jaya occurs, but Mehta gives it only one small paragraph and does not give the reader access to Jaya's emotions. I feel this is a missed opportunity.
Towards the end, time speeds up but the weight of political events drag it down. The book would flow smoother if it was lighter on politics and went deeper into the characters' emotions.
Lady Modi's appearances serve to lighten the mood with her distinctive voice and love of frivolity. Unfortunately Mehta does not describe her facial expressions. She very rarely describes characters' faces and expressions, and by the end I am missing this. It would be a more satisfying read if Mehta did not try to cover so much time in so many short scenes.
However, she does have some beautiful character details, such as eyes that change from black to green.
The beauty of the book lies in its details. As you read you can see the march of elephants and mounted lancers, and the crowds throwing marigold blossoms, smell the incense wafting up from the temples and hear the pounding of the nagara drums as they signal the march to war.
Quotes:
"Sometimes she felt safe only inside the carved walls of the zenana, fearful that if she stepped outside the world of women, she would be swept away by the restlessness blowing through the ancient Fort like the hot winds that warned of desert sandstorms." 62
"She could not count the times she had stood on her balcony watching the muddy water trickle past the crocodiles sleeping on the white sandbanks of the summer riverbed, or the black monsoon clouds scudding like herds of angry elephants over the flooded river, waiting to hear her husband's footstep outside her door." 287
"Dusk fell and still the songs continued, while the insistent drumbeat filled the terrace... Clay lamps and bronze candelabra were brought onto the terrace. Bats dipped over the courtyard like great black kites swooping in a monsoon breeze. As night descended on the courtyard the music turned melancholic. Songs of unfulfilled desire hung heavy in the air." 107
“Warm breezes carried the sound of laughter from the city as the Maharani rose to dance for her husband. For a long moment the Maharani danced alone, glass bangles shining on her narrow wrists. One by one the purdah women joined her... By now the women dipped in the dance of the peacock, the jewelled ornaments which held their veils to their foreheads throwing coloured patterns onto the gold canopy of the tent. Turning round and round, her skirt ballooning against the others, Jaya saw fireworks appear for a bright moment in the sky, then fragment into coloured ash, and she imagined that Balmer was like a great Catherine wheel, spinning through the night for the pleasure of the Goddess.” 151
Ultimately, this book is quite an accomplishment, and if you would like to gain a deep understanding of the history of India from the Rajput kingdoms to India's birth as a nation, I recommend it.
It presents a rich, vivid history, providing a vantage into a perspective that is rarely glimpsed, in an era that has too soon been forgotten.