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Indian Summer An extraordinary story of romance, history, and divided loyalties--set against the backdrop of one of the most dramatic events of the 20th century--"Indian Summer" reveals how Britain ceased to be a superpower after it lost India as a colony. Full description
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On a warm summer night in 1947, the largest empire the world has ever seen did something no empire had done before. It gave up. The British Empire did not decline, it simply fell; and it fell proudly and majestically on to its own sword. It was not forced out by revolution, nor defeated by a greater rival in battle. Its leaders did not tire or weaken. Its culture was strong and vibrant. Recently it had been victorious in the century’s definitive war.
When midnight struck in Delhi on the night of 14 August 1947, a new, free Indian nation was born. In London, the time was 8.30 p.m. The world’s capital could enjoy another hour or two of a warm summer evening before the sun literally and finally set on the British Empire.
The constituent assembly of India was convened at that moment in New Delhi, a monument to the self-confidence of the British government, which had built its new capital on the site of seven fallen cities. Each of the seven had been built to last for ever. And so was New Delhi, a colossal arrangement of sandstone neoclassicism and wide boulevards lined with banyan trees. Seen from the sky, the interlocking series of avenues and roundabouts formed a pattern like the marble trellises of geometric stars that ventilated Mughal palaces. New Delhi was India, but constructed — and, they thought, improved upon — by the British. The French Prime Minister Georges Clemenceau had laughed when he saw the new city half-built in 1920, and observed: ‘Ça sera la plus magnifique de toutes ces ruines.’
Inside the chamber of the constituent assembly on the night of 14 August 1947, 2000 princes and politicians from across the 1.25 million square miles that remained of India sat together on parliamentary benches. Yet amid all the power and finery, two persons were conspicuous by their absence. One was Mohammad Ali Jinnah, the leader of the Muslim League, who was in one of those parts of the Empire that had just become Pakistan. His absence signified the partition of the subcontinent, the split which had ripped two wings off the body of India and called them West and East Pakistan (later Pakistan and Bangladesh), creating Muslim homelands separate from the predominantly Hindu mass of the territory. The other truant was Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, who was sound asleep in a smashed-up mansion in a riot-torn suburb of Calcutta.
Gandhi’s absence was a worrying omen. The seventy-seven-year-old Mahatma, or ‘great soul’, was the most famous and the most popular Indian since Buddha. Regarded as little short of a saint among Christians as well as Hindus, he had been a staunch defender of the British Empire until the 1920s. Since then, he had campaigned for Indian self-rule. Many times it had been almost within his grasp: in 1922, 1931, 1942, 1946. Each time he had let it go. Now, finally, India was free, but that had nothing to do with Gandhi — and Gandhi would have nothing to do with it.
In the chamber the dignitaries fell silent as the foremost among them, Jawaharlal Nehru, stepped up to make one of the most famous speeches in history. At fifty-seven years old, Nehru had grown into his role as India’s leading statesman. His last prison term had finished exactly twenty-six months before. The fair skin and fine bone structure of an aristocratic Kashmiri Brahmin was rendered approachable by a ready smile and warm laugh. Dark, sleepy, soulful eyes belied a quick wit and quicker temper. In him were all the virtues of the ancient nation, filtered through the best aspects of the British Empire: confidence, sophistication, and charisma. ‘Long years ago,’ he began, ‘we made a tryst with destiny. And now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge; not wholly or in full measure, but substantially. At the stroke of the midnight hour, while the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom.’ The clock struck and, in that instant, he became the new country’s first Prime Minister. The reverential mood in the hall was broken abruptly by an unexpected honk from the back. The dignitaries jerked their heads round to the source of the sound, and a look of relief passed over their faces as they saw a devout Hindu member of the assembly blowing into a conch shell — an invocation of the gods. Mildred Talbot, a journalist who was present, noticed that the interruption had not daunted the new Prime Minister. ‘When I happened to spot Nehru just as he was turning away, he was trying to hide a smile by covering his mouth with his hand.’
It was the culmination of a lifetime’s struggle; and yet, as Nehru later confided to his sister, his mind had not been on the splendid words. A few hours before, he had received a telephone call from Lahore in what was about to become West Pakistan. It was his mother’s home town, and a place where he had spent much of his childhood.4 Now it was being torn apart. Gangs of Muslims and Sikhs had clashed in the streets. The main gurdwara — the Sikh temple — was ablaze. One hundred thousand people were trapped inside the city walls without water or medical assistance. Violence was a much-predicted consequence of the handover, but preparations for dealing with it had been catastrophically inadequate. The only help available in Lahore was from 200 Gurkhas, stationed nearby, under the command of an inexperienced British captain who was only twenty years old. They had little chance of stopping the carnage. The horror of that night in Lahore set the tone for weeks of bloodshed and destruction. Perhaps the Hindu astrologers had been right when they had declared 14 August to be an inauspicious date. Or perhaps the Viceroy’s curious decision to rush independence through ten months ahead of the British government’s schedule was to blame.
Emerging into the streets of Delhi, Nehru was greeted by the ringing of temple bells, the bangs and squeals of fireworks and the happy shouting of crowds. Guns were fired, in celebration rather than in anger; an effigy of British imperialism was burned, in both. . . .
From the Hardcover edition.
Revue de presse :
When midnight struck in Delhi on the night of 14 August 1947, a new, free Indian nation was born. In London, the time was 8.30 p.m. The world’s capital could enjoy another hour or two of a warm summer evening before the sun literally and finally set on the British Empire.
The constituent assembly of India was convened at that moment in New Delhi, a monument to the self-confidence of the British government, which had built its new capital on the site of seven fallen cities. Each of the seven had been built to last for ever. And so was New Delhi, a colossal arrangement of sandstone neoclassicism and wide boulevards lined with banyan trees. Seen from the sky, the interlocking series of avenues and roundabouts formed a pattern like the marble trellises of geometric stars that ventilated Mughal palaces. New Delhi was India, but constructed — and, they thought, improved upon — by the British. The French Prime Minister Georges Clemenceau had laughed when he saw the new city half-built in 1920, and observed: ‘Ça sera la plus magnifique de toutes ces ruines.’
Inside the chamber of the constituent assembly on the night of 14 August 1947, 2000 princes and politicians from across the 1.25 million square miles that remained of India sat together on parliamentary benches. Yet amid all the power and finery, two persons were conspicuous by their absence. One was Mohammad Ali Jinnah, the leader of the Muslim League, who was in one of those parts of the Empire that had just become Pakistan. His absence signified the partition of the subcontinent, the split which had ripped two wings off the body of India and called them West and East Pakistan (later Pakistan and Bangladesh), creating Muslim homelands separate from the predominantly Hindu mass of the territory. The other truant was Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, who was sound asleep in a smashed-up mansion in a riot-torn suburb of Calcutta.
Gandhi’s absence was a worrying omen. The seventy-seven-year-old Mahatma, or ‘great soul’, was the most famous and the most popular Indian since Buddha. Regarded as little short of a saint among Christians as well as Hindus, he had been a staunch defender of the British Empire until the 1920s. Since then, he had campaigned for Indian self-rule. Many times it had been almost within his grasp: in 1922, 1931, 1942, 1946. Each time he had let it go. Now, finally, India was free, but that had nothing to do with Gandhi — and Gandhi would have nothing to do with it.
In the chamber the dignitaries fell silent as the foremost among them, Jawaharlal Nehru, stepped up to make one of the most famous speeches in history. At fifty-seven years old, Nehru had grown into his role as India’s leading statesman. His last prison term had finished exactly twenty-six months before. The fair skin and fine bone structure of an aristocratic Kashmiri Brahmin was rendered approachable by a ready smile and warm laugh. Dark, sleepy, soulful eyes belied a quick wit and quicker temper. In him were all the virtues of the ancient nation, filtered through the best aspects of the British Empire: confidence, sophistication, and charisma. ‘Long years ago,’ he began, ‘we made a tryst with destiny. And now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge; not wholly or in full measure, but substantially. At the stroke of the midnight hour, while the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom.’ The clock struck and, in that instant, he became the new country’s first Prime Minister. The reverential mood in the hall was broken abruptly by an unexpected honk from the back. The dignitaries jerked their heads round to the source of the sound, and a look of relief passed over their faces as they saw a devout Hindu member of the assembly blowing into a conch shell — an invocation of the gods. Mildred Talbot, a journalist who was present, noticed that the interruption had not daunted the new Prime Minister. ‘When I happened to spot Nehru just as he was turning away, he was trying to hide a smile by covering his mouth with his hand.’
It was the culmination of a lifetime’s struggle; and yet, as Nehru later confided to his sister, his mind had not been on the splendid words. A few hours before, he had received a telephone call from Lahore in what was about to become West Pakistan. It was his mother’s home town, and a place where he had spent much of his childhood.4 Now it was being torn apart. Gangs of Muslims and Sikhs had clashed in the streets. The main gurdwara — the Sikh temple — was ablaze. One hundred thousand people were trapped inside the city walls without water or medical assistance. Violence was a much-predicted consequence of the handover, but preparations for dealing with it had been catastrophically inadequate. The only help available in Lahore was from 200 Gurkhas, stationed nearby, under the command of an inexperienced British captain who was only twenty years old. They had little chance of stopping the carnage. The horror of that night in Lahore set the tone for weeks of bloodshed and destruction. Perhaps the Hindu astrologers had been right when they had declared 14 August to be an inauspicious date. Or perhaps the Viceroy’s curious decision to rush independence through ten months ahead of the British government’s schedule was to blame.
Emerging into the streets of Delhi, Nehru was greeted by the ringing of temple bells, the bangs and squeals of fireworks and the happy shouting of crowds. Guns were fired, in celebration rather than in anger; an effigy of British imperialism was burned, in both. . . .
From the Hardcover edition.
Here's what Lawrence James, the acclaimed author of Raj: The Making and Unmaking of British India, has to say about it:
"An engaging, controversial, very lively and, at times, refreshingly irreverent tour de force. Alex von Tunzelmann has written a dramatic story, laced with tragedy and farce, and done so very well. A remarkable debut."
‘Alex von Tunzelmann quotes Stalin’s chilling words: “One death is a tragedy. A million is a statistic.” It’s to her credit, in this fine and engrossing book, that she gives those words the lie. Some of her most powerful chapters are a memorial to horrors beyond our worst imaginings’
Miranda Seymour, Evening Standard 25/6
‘The prose is lucid and witty, and the pace of the storytelling is sublimely judged, with just the right element of analysis and due attention given to the human foibles of the key players’
Daily Express 13/7
‘Political intrigue is at the centre of Indian Summer. It is a brisk, enjoyable read...One great strength is her readiness to engage with recent controversy over the role of the last Viceroy, including criticism that Mountbatten was biased in favour of Nehru, the first Prime Minister of India, and against Muhammad Ali Jinnah, founder of Pakistan’
BBC History Magazine, August issue
‘She has created a compelling narrative, sometimes controversial, occasionally perverse, never boring or unintelligent. It will be interesting to see what she tackles next; there is every reason to hope that it will be well worth reading’
The Spectator 26/7
‘Indian Summer is surely destined for Hollywood. Equipped with a handsome and flamboyant cast, Alex Von Tunzelmann has already more or less arranged the settings, designed the costumes and provided a script which flits from place to place and from character to character, deftly interweaving private lives with political events in a racy, dramatic and often humorous narrative... [Alex] has been resourceful in research and tells her story with verve and fine judgement in a colourful, virtuoso style’
Literary Review, August issue
‘In this impressive debut, Alex von Tunzelmann sets the drama of Britain’s precipitant retreat from her most highly prized colonial possession, the “Jewel in the Crown?”, against the intrigue which unfolded with the appointment of Earl Mountbatten as the last viceroy- a love triangle involving his countess, Edwina, and the first premier of free India, Jawaharlal Nehru. The author describes this rapidly developing affair, at the height of the crisis sparked by independence, while also emphasising the considerable influence it had on the partition of the subcontinent...this is a timely and provocative account of the division of a subcontinent which is now giving birth to an Asiatic economic boom, as well as proving an epicentre of fundamentalist revolution and jihad – with disturbing parallels with the events of 60 years ago”
Independent on Sunday 12/8
‘Indian Summer is a sweeping, full-bodied account of a period that, from the start, has been misunderstood and susceptible to wanton manipulation...its strength lies in the author’s astute deconstruction of the powerful cabal of personalities who shaped the subcontinents’ convulsive “tryst with destiny”.’
Sunday Times 12/8
‘The subject of Indian Summer is not the ordinary people who bore the weight of Partition, but the politicians who brought it about. Von Tunzelmann is a fluent, gifted writer, who has produced a lively account of the high political intrigue between the Mountbattens, Jawaharlal Nehru, Mohandas Gandhi and Jinnah. There is no shortage of details. She goes to some trouble to suggest that the well-known attachment between Edwina Mountbatten and Nehru was a sexual one, but she has no evidence for this. What she does offer, which is of far more value, is a serious account of Edwina’s energetic and important contribution to relief work’
Independent 10/8
‘Von Tunzelmann is a fluent, gifted writer; who has produced a lively account of the high political intrigue between the Mountbattens, Jawaharlal Nehru, Mohandas Gandhi and Jinnnah.’
Independent 10/8
‘A riveting account...highly researched, sharp and funny’
Evening Standard books of the year 19/11
‘A good year for books about India. The book that impressed me most was Alex von Tunzelmann’s Indian Summer – the best book I have read on the independence and partition of India and Pakistan, and pretty close to a flat-out masterpiece’
William Dalrymple, New Statesman books of the year 26/11
‘Published on the sixtieth anniversary of the transfer of power in India and the creation of Pakistan, Indian Summer is a riveting account of the personalities, drama and trauma associated with the demise of the British Empire’
TLS Jan issue
‘This is history bursting at the seams with English eccentrics and Indian gentry...the charm of Tunzelmann’s approach is to restore her cast to full and vital life’
Observer, paperback of the week, 6/4
‘Imagine Posh and Becks were sent to sort out Iraq. That’s essentially what happened 60 years ago when Dickie and Edwina Mountbatten jetted off to oversee the handover of power in India. The surprise was that they weren’t half bad at it – Dickie fair and discreet, Edwina especially diplomatic with Jawaharlal Nehru, the first Indian PM, with whom she had an affair. This brilliant, witty history majors on that love triangle, but relations between other key players prove almost as colourful...’
Evening Standard 31/3 (repeated in London Lite)
‘Von Tunzelmann has produced an entertaining, informative account of a terribly unknown time and place’
Glasgow Herald 5/4
‘This is a highly readable account of India’s independence from the British Empire told through the conflicts, compromises and love affairs of its central players’
The Sunday Times 21/4
"An engaging, controversial, very lively and, at times, refreshingly irreverent tour de force. Alex von Tunzelmann has written a dramatic story, laced with tragedy and farce, and done so very well. A remarkable debut."
‘Alex von Tunzelmann quotes Stalin’s chilling words: “One death is a tragedy. A million is a statistic.” It’s to her credit, in this fine and engrossing book, that she gives those words the lie. Some of her most powerful chapters are a memorial to horrors beyond our worst imaginings’
Miranda Seymour, Evening Standard 25/6
‘The prose is lucid and witty, and the pace of the storytelling is sublimely judged, with just the right element of analysis and due attention given to the human foibles of the key players’
Daily Express 13/7
‘Political intrigue is at the centre of Indian Summer. It is a brisk, enjoyable read...One great strength is her readiness to engage with recent controversy over the role of the last Viceroy, including criticism that Mountbatten was biased in favour of Nehru, the first Prime Minister of India, and against Muhammad Ali Jinnah, founder of Pakistan’
BBC History Magazine, August issue
‘She has created a compelling narrative, sometimes controversial, occasionally perverse, never boring or unintelligent. It will be interesting to see what she tackles next; there is every reason to hope that it will be well worth reading’
The Spectator 26/7
‘Indian Summer is surely destined for Hollywood. Equipped with a handsome and flamboyant cast, Alex Von Tunzelmann has already more or less arranged the settings, designed the costumes and provided a script which flits from place to place and from character to character, deftly interweaving private lives with political events in a racy, dramatic and often humorous narrative... [Alex] has been resourceful in research and tells her story with verve and fine judgement in a colourful, virtuoso style’
Literary Review, August issue
‘In this impressive debut, Alex von Tunzelmann sets the drama of Britain’s precipitant retreat from her most highly prized colonial possession, the “Jewel in the Crown?”, against the intrigue which unfolded with the appointment of Earl Mountbatten as the last viceroy- a love triangle involving his countess, Edwina, and the first premier of free India, Jawaharlal Nehru. The author describes this rapidly developing affair, at the height of the crisis sparked by independence, while also emphasising the considerable influence it had on the partition of the subcontinent...this is a timely and provocative account of the division of a subcontinent which is now giving birth to an Asiatic economic boom, as well as proving an epicentre of fundamentalist revolution and jihad – with disturbing parallels with the events of 60 years ago”
Independent on Sunday 12/8
‘Indian Summer is a sweeping, full-bodied account of a period that, from the start, has been misunderstood and susceptible to wanton manipulation...its strength lies in the author’s astute deconstruction of the powerful cabal of personalities who shaped the subcontinents’ convulsive “tryst with destiny”.’
Sunday Times 12/8
‘The subject of Indian Summer is not the ordinary people who bore the weight of Partition, but the politicians who brought it about. Von Tunzelmann is a fluent, gifted writer, who has produced a lively account of the high political intrigue between the Mountbattens, Jawaharlal Nehru, Mohandas Gandhi and Jinnah. There is no shortage of details. She goes to some trouble to suggest that the well-known attachment between Edwina Mountbatten and Nehru was a sexual one, but she has no evidence for this. What she does offer, which is of far more value, is a serious account of Edwina’s energetic and important contribution to relief work’
Independent 10/8
‘Von Tunzelmann is a fluent, gifted writer; who has produced a lively account of the high political intrigue between the Mountbattens, Jawaharlal Nehru, Mohandas Gandhi and Jinnnah.’
Independent 10/8
‘A riveting account...highly researched, sharp and funny’
Evening Standard books of the year 19/11
‘A good year for books about India. The book that impressed me most was Alex von Tunzelmann’s Indian Summer – the best book I have read on the independence and partition of India and Pakistan, and pretty close to a flat-out masterpiece’
William Dalrymple, New Statesman books of the year 26/11
‘Published on the sixtieth anniversary of the transfer of power in India and the creation of Pakistan, Indian Summer is a riveting account of the personalities, drama and trauma associated with the demise of the British Empire’
TLS Jan issue
‘This is history bursting at the seams with English eccentrics and Indian gentry...the charm of Tunzelmann’s approach is to restore her cast to full and vital life’
Observer, paperback of the week, 6/4
‘Imagine Posh and Becks were sent to sort out Iraq. That’s essentially what happened 60 years ago when Dickie and Edwina Mountbatten jetted off to oversee the handover of power in India. The surprise was that they weren’t half bad at it – Dickie fair and discreet, Edwina especially diplomatic with Jawaharlal Nehru, the first Indian PM, with whom she had an affair. This brilliant, witty history majors on that love triangle, but relations between other key players prove almost as colourful...’
Evening Standard 31/3 (repeated in London Lite)
‘Von Tunzelmann has produced an entertaining, informative account of a terribly unknown time and place’
Glasgow Herald 5/4
‘This is a highly readable account of India’s independence from the British Empire told through the conflicts, compromises and love affairs of its central players’
The Sunday Times 21/4
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Description du livre Paperback. Etat : new. Paperback. An extraordinary story of romance, history, and divided loyalties -- set against the backdrop of one of the most dramatic events of the twentieth century The stroke of midnight on August 15, 1947, liberated 400 million people from the British Empire. With the loss of India, its greatest colony, Britain ceased to be a superpower, and its king ceased to sign himself Rex Imperator. This defining moment of world history had been brought about by a handful of people. Among them were Jawaharlal Nehru, the fiery Indian prime minister; Mohammed Ali Jinnah, the leader of the new Islamic Republic of Pakistan; Mohandas Gandhi, the mystical figure who enthralled a nation; and Louis and Edwina Mountbatten, the glamorous but unlikely couple who had been dispatched to get Britain out of India. Within hours of the midnight chimes, their dreams of freedom and democracy would turn to chaos, bloodshed, and war. Behind the scenes, a secret personal drama was also unfolding, as Edwina Mountbatten and Jawaharlal Nehru began a passionate love affair. Their romance developed alongside Cold War conspiracies, the beginning of a terrible conflict in Kashmir, and an epic sweep of events that saw one million people killed and ten million dispossessed. Steeped in the private papers and reflections of the participants, Alex von Tunzelmann's Indian Summer reveals, in vivid, exhilarating detail, how the actions of a few extraordinary people changed the lives of millions and determined the fate of nations. An extraordinary story of romance, history, and divided loyalties--set against the backdrop of one of the most dramatic events of the 20th century--"Indian Summer" reveals how Britain ceased to be a superpower after it lost India as a colony. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability. N° de réf. du vendeur 9780312428112
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