Word: mughals
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...Bahadur Shah Zafar II, the Mughal Emperor of India, led an enviable existence. He no longer hunted, as he once loved to do, but he still read and wrote poetry, flew his kites, talked to his numerous sons and grandsons, and, from his residence in the Red Fort, enjoyed the views of his beloved city, Delhi. The city was all that was left of Zafar's dominion, but even there he wasn't really in charge; the year was 1857, and the British East India Company ruled Delhi and most of the rest of India. Then, in the course...
There is nothing offhand about The Peacock Throne, named after the Red Fort seat from which the 17th century Mughal Emperor Shah Jahan held sway over all Hindustan. Saraf casts a scientist's eye on the country of his birth and finds it still preoccupied with holding sway. He starts with Indira Gandhi's 1984 assassination by Sikh bodyguards and the spasm of anti-Sikh violence that ensued. Kartar Singh, a Sikh who runs a Chandni Chowk appliance store, narrowly escapes death in the rioting - and leverages that experience to gain influence in a Hindu nationalist party...
...seem strange in the land of the Taj Mahal - one of the greatest-ever public displays of affection, built by the Mughal Emperor Shah Jahan as a mausoleum for his late wife - that an increase in public displays of affection is so notable, but this increase is a departure for a culture that has long kept hidden its romantic emotions. In the recent past, unmarried couples would not hold hands in public, let alone kiss or cuddle. Affairs were hushed up, as Gandhi's was for more than eight decades...
...Architecture, and Ceremonial at the Ottoman Court.” Which, you can say to your prospective employer during a job interview, is about way more than the Magnificent sultan himself. There’s an entire week of comparison to the Timurid dynasty and the Safavid, and Mughal empires...
Standing before Mukesh Mehta’s household adornments (in Montana, mind you, on the cusp of 2006), I gesture to the telltale gold-fringed palanquin and the turbaned figure of the emperor. I note how he is enveloped by a halo. A Mughal durbar, I tell Mukesh. Maybe Jahangir. Perhaps Akbar. But certainly not Aurangzeb—he didn’t go for this artsy-fartsy stuff...