Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Special Feature – William Dalrymple, The White Mughal

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The Legend of Mr Dalrymple

Delhi’s most famous expat author.

[Text and pictures by Mayank Austen Soofi]

When The Delhi Walla met the Delhi-based British author at his Mira Singh farmhouse off the Mehrauli-Gurgaon highway, he was lounging on a wicker chair in his garden.

Looking like a white nabab, Mr Dalrymple is as popular. India International Center fills up each time he speaks. His articles are published in literary journals such as The New Yorker.

Mr Dalrymple’s bitch, Aishwarya, was barking; his bird Albinia was kissing him on the lips; his children were playing with goats and cocks; his wife, Olivia, had returned from a walk. The latest New York Review of Books was on the table, along with his latest work, Nine Lives – In Search of the Sacred in Modern India. It needed eight translators to make Nine Lives.

Quite a few question Mr Dalrymple’s expertise about India. Historian Sunil Khilnani mockingly credited him for creating the genre ‘Bollywood history’. Ramchandra Guha said that his “knowledge of this country is so superficial.”

Is it?

“Westerners have written on India to suit their own prejudices but I avoid that,” Mr Dalrymple says. “For instance, in Nine Lives, I‘ve let people speak.” In the book, Mr Dalrymple follows the spiritual pursuits of nine people, including a jain monk, a tantric skull feeder, and a devdasi. “The whole point was to humanise and demystify such entities,” he says, “The mundane mingles with the exotic.”

Why is Dalrymple’s India always exotic? The City of Djinns, his award-winning travelogue on Delhi, starts with a sufi whose “beard is as tangled as a myna’s nest” and ends with a sanyasi “dancing like a madman.”

“But India is exotic,” he says. “In the West, you see the homeless outside the malls, here you see them at the cremation grounds.” However, he dismisses the charges of exoticism as unfair. “My imagination is not that of a doped orientalist,” he says. “The Mughals dressed the way they did and I did not make that up in my previous books.”

Mr Dalrymple is considering a biography of Aurangzeb, the Mughal emperor infamous for his religious bigotry. “The young Aurangzeb was a very different person than what he later changed into and as stereotyped by Indian historians,” Mr Dalrymple says. “If Babur was a great diarist, Aurangzeb was a great letter writer. He was like a Shakespearean character, like the bastard Edmund in King Lear. Unloved by his father, he lived old enough to realise that he had fucked up the empire.”

Historians usually are not so engaging while talking of kings and empires.

“There is a singular quality about William Dalrymple's 'brand' of writing,” says author Rakhshanda Jalil whose PhD subject deals with the progressive writers’ movement in India and its impact on popular culture. “He makes history readable to a lay reader in a manner a conventional historian can not.”

One man I know gained a wife thanks to Mr Dalrymple’s works. “The Last Mughal brought us together,” said Jacob Anil Rose, a Delhi-based consultant whose contribution to Italian-Indian business ventures got him knighthood in Rome a few years ago. Both he and his future wife were listed on a marriage portal. On discovering that she liked reading, he sent her a mail praising The Last Mughal. She responded. Discussions followed, passions flared, they met, fell in love, married.

“Dalrymple makes history come alive for me,” said Mr Rose, adding, “He subtly combines fact with fiction.”

I then called publisher Jaya Bhattacharya Rose, his wife. “All said, Dalrymple has added layers to Delhi’s identity,” she said. “He makes the past approachable by turning it into living history.”

Coming back to his farmhouse, Mr Dalrymple asserts that Nine Lives is about the ‘real India’ of villages and small towns. “(Author) Pankaj Mishra told me that this is the India that he grew up in but never saw in print before,” he says.

By now it was evening and this being October, there was a slight chill in the air. “In the winter,” Mr Dalrymple says, “I like going to the Mehrauli Archeological Park around Jamali Kamali and the Safdarjung’s Tomb for dog-walks and picnics.”

Since he first came to Delhi in 1984, is he fit to be labelled a Delhiwalla?

“That’s a classic immigrant conundrum,” Mr Dalrymple says. “To a certain extent, you always remain a stranger but as a writer that’s an asset.”

Mr and Mrs Dalrymple, and Albinia

The Legend of Mr Dalrymple

Aishwarya and Mrs Dalrymple

The Legend of Mr Dalrymple

The Dalrymple family in the launch of Nine Lives

The Legend of Mr Dalrymple

Mrs and Mr Rose

Portrait of a Marriage

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The Legend of Mr Dalrymple


Abdusalaam al-Hindi said...

I'm looking forward to reading his latest book. I've enjoyed reading both his books, City of Djinns and Last Mughal. And I can't wait for his book on Aurangzeb to come out. I have a very good idea what's going to happen when it does. He'll try to write a fair and balanced book on Aurangzeb and Indian critics will vilify him for going against the established popular view of Aurangzeb. Overnight he'll turn into a pariah.

Those will be interesting times.


Priyesh said...

Wow !!!
Thanx a lot for this Story bout Dalrymple!! I am a fan of his work. Read almost all books of his. Will eagerly wait for a book on Aurangzeb !!!

Thanx Again MAS !!!

The Mystic said...

Hi, Newbie here!! Do I get a welcome drink??? :P
I think India has always been exotic but we never notice it really, until someone walks out from the outside and tells us so. Like they say "ghar ki murgi daal barbar".


Abhi said...

I have read the City of Djinns and true to most of the opinions, I found the book very good to read. I admire his writing style and his non preaching style of writing about Delhi.

Infact, I came to know some of the most beautiful facts about Delhi from his book.

Thanks Mayank for bringing this out.

Magnus Linder said...

Lovely piece depicting a relaxed, down-to-earth Dalrymple enjoying a Delhi autumn with his family. Thanks, Mayank! Looking forward to his new book. City of Djinns is still my favourite because it delivered Delhi to my heart. I can honestly say that Djinns played a part in my decision to come and live in Delhi. I have one of those faux "old" leather-bound versions I bought in Full Circle, signed by the author on one of his trips to Hong Kong. Even now when I wander around Delhi, extracts of the book come back to me vividly.

kumar v said...

His books must be translated in hindi at the earliest to allow non-english-knowing people to read them. I am sure hindi translations of his books will sell more than the original english ones.

irfan said...

Another illuminating interview... Shabash, Delhi Wallah!