Mughal Empress Nur Jahan,
who was erudite, gorgeous, and ferociously smart, has aroused the curiosity of
numerous historians in general, and feminist researchers in particular. Her
impact is vast, ranging from large monuments and distinctive styles of needlework
to commemoration in money and art.
Yet, in modern media and
culture, it appears that much of Nur's life and achievements have been
overshadowed almost entirely by either subsequent Shahjahani records (which
almost always replace Nur with Mumtaz Mahal as the face of the ideal romantic
Mughal heroine) or by quasi-historical narratives that aim to paint her as a
manipulative and power-hungry woman who exploited her husband's drunkenness to
maintain her hold on the empire.
In the manner of Catherine,
the Great or Anne Boleyn, the image of Mughal India's most powerful female
queen has remained a source of debate throughout the years.
Indu Sundaresan's novel
The Twentieth Wife may be a reaction to this argument. This fictionalized
history, the first in The Taj Mahal Trilogy, aims to humanize Nur by charting
her chaotic, fascinating life: birth to childhood, courting, suffering,
marriage, and finally, her ascent to power as Jahangir's twentieth wife, and
the most cherished of all.
The novel begins with the
scene of Nur's birth in the Qandahar desert. Following Shah Tamasp's death,
Persian courtier Ghias Beg and his wife Asmat Begum unwillingly decide to
abandon their newborn child, whom they affectionately name Mehrunissa (the Sun
Among Women), after realizing their poverty would prevent them from providing a
good life for their daughter. However, as circumstances force her return to her
parents, coupled with an unforeseen turn of events, Ghias realizes that fate
and divinity are working together to preserve Mehrunissa: "Allah does want
us to retain this child."
The first section of the
book is devoted to Mehrunissa's stay in Lahore: her loyalty to her parents, her
comfortable connection with her brothers, her first view of the young prince
Salim (Jahangir), their following mutual adoration, and her peculiar kinship
with the strong matriarch Ruqayya, Akbar's Padshah Begum. Sundaresan expertly
blends facts with a fairytale-esque narrative technique to create a vivid
portrayal of 17th-century India. The novel is at its best when it dwells on the
tactile, aesthetic components of daily life: colorful bazaars, rich
descriptions of food, ladies weaving rangoli patterns in a courtyard, the
intricate jewelry and embroidered garments worn by the protagonists, and, of
course, the splendor of Akbar's palaces. Lush imagery keeps the plot afloat
throughout some slower parts, such as the earliest scenes of Mehrunissa and
Salim's romance, which could easily devolve into purple writing and maudlin rhapsodies.
The author should be complimented for the amount of study that went into her
world-building.
However, the story
collapses after the war ramps up, as a result of Mehrunissa's unexpected
breakup with the crown prince due to her political marriage with officer Ali
Quli. The majority of the chapters alternate between Mehrunissa's unhappy,
frequently brutal marriage and Salim's ongoing rebellion against the aged
Akbar. This tone of unhappiness and hatred becomes tiresome after a while,
especially as Mehrunissa's journey is relatively slow-moving and uninteresting
for the protagonist. After such an erratic pace, the denouement, while
inevitable, feels rather overdone.
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