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Begums, Thugs and Englishmen (The Journals of Fanny Parkes)

Begums, Thugs and Englishmen (The Journals of Fanny Parkes)
Item Code: NAF741
Author: William Dalrymple
Publisher: Penguin Books India Pvt. Ltd.
Language: English
Edition: 2003
ISBN: 9780143029885
Pages: 379
Cover: Paperback
Other Details: 8.5 inch x 5.5 inch
weight of the book: 350 gms
Back of the Book

Fanny parkes, who lived in India between 1822 and 1846, was the ideal travel writer-courageous, indefatigably curious and determinedly independent. Her delightful journal traces her journey from prim memsahib, married to a mirror civil servant of the Raj, to eccentric sitar-playing Indophile, fluent in Urdu, critical of British rule and passionate in her appreciation of Indian culture.

Fanny is fascinated by everything, from the trial of the thugs and the efficacy of opium on headaches to the adorning of a Hindu bride. To read her is to get as close as one can true picture of early colonial India-the scared and the profance, the violent and the beautiful, the straight-laced sahibs and the more eccentric ‘white Mughals’ who fell in love with India and did their best, like Fan ny, to build bridges across cultures.

‘Fanny Parkes, a redoubtable English woman who cocked a snook at the English Raj and delighted in Indian India, is one of the greatest travel writers of all times’

‘Fanny was a one-off, a free spirit who defied convection at every step, reveling in the intimacy of her contact with Indian India in a way that makes her account extraordinary modern and readable.



We are rather oppressed just now by a lady, Mrs Parkes who insists on belonging to our camp,; wrote Eden in January 1838. ‘She has a husband who always goes mad in the cold seasons, so she says it is her duty a herself to leave him and travel about. She has been a beauty and has remains of it, and is abundantly fat and lively. At benares, where we fell in with her, she informed us she was an Independent Woman.’

Fanny Eden was the sister of the Governor General, Lord Auckland, and the first Lady of British India. Fanny Parkes was the wife of a mentally unstable junior official in charge of ice making in Allahabad. The different status of the two women made friendship between them impossible, and posterity has been far kinder to the Eden sisters than to Fanny: Emily Eden’s up the country has long been regarded as one of the great classics of British Imperial literature and has rarely been out of print since it was first published in 1866; the critic Lord David Cecil went as far as placing the author ‘in the first flight of English women letter writers’. Fanny Eden’s journals (recently republished as Tigers, Durbars and kings: Fanny Eden’s Indian journals, 1837-1838) are also much read and much reprinted, though they have never had the celebrity of her sister’s work. In comparison, Fanny Parkes’ Wanderings of a Pilgrim in search of the picturesque had no second edition, and has only recently re-emerged into print. In contrast to the fame of Emily and Fanny Eden, few have ever heard to Fanny Parkes. Fewer still have read her.

Yet anyone who today reads the work of these three women together can hardly fail but to prefer Parkes’ writing to that of her two more famous comtemoraries and rivals. While the Edens are witty and intelligent but wapish, haughty and conceited, parkes is an enthusiast and an eccentric with a burning love of India that imprints itself of almost every page of her book. From her first arrival in Calcutta, she writes how ‘I was charmed with the climate; the weather was delicious; and … I thought India a most delightful country, and could I have gathered around me the dear ones I had left in England, my happiness would have been complete. ‘The initial intuition was only reinforced the longer she stayed in South Asia. In the twenty four years she lived in India, the country never ceased to surprise, intrigue and delight her, and she was never happier than when off on another journey under canvas exploring new parts of the country: ‘oh! The pleasure, ‘she writes, ‘of vagabondizing over India!’.

Partly it was the sheer beauty of the country that hypnotized her. Indian men she found ‘remarkably handsome’, while her response to Indian nature was no less admiring: ‘The evenings are cool and refreshing.. the foliage of the trees, so luxuriously beautiful and so novel, is to me a source of constant admiration. ‘But it was not just the way the place looked. The longer she stayed in India, the more Fanny grew to be fascinated by the culture , history, flowers, trees, religions languages and peoples of the country, the set off and explore: ‘with the Neapolitan saying, “vedi Napoli, e poi mori,” I beg to differ entirely, ‘she wrote and would rather offer this advice “see the Taj Mahal, and then-see the Ruins of Delhi. “ How much there is to delight the eye in this bright, this beautiful world! Roaming about with a good tent and a good Arab [house], one might be happy for ever in India.’

It is the sheer joy, excitement and even liberation in travel that Fanny Parkes manages so well to communicate. In the same way, it is her wild, devil-may-care enthusiasm, insatiable curiosity and love of the country that bumbles her way across India on her own, willfully dismissive of the dangers of dacoits or thugs or tigers, learning the sitar, enquiring about the intricacies of Hindu mythology, trying opium, taking down recipes for sented tobacco, talking her way into harems, befriending Maratha princesses and collecting Hindu Statuary, fossils, butterflies, zoological specimens preserved in spirits, Indian aphorism and Persian proverbs-all with an unstoppable, gleeful excitement. Even when she dislikes a particular Indian custom, she often finds herself engaged intellectually. Watching the churuk Puja, or ‘hook swinging’, when pious Hindus attached hooks into the flesh of their backs and were swung about on ropes hanging from great cranes for the amusement of the crowds below, ‘some in penance for their own sins, some for those of others, richer men, who reward their desputes and thus do penance by proxy, ‘Fanny wrote that: ‘I was much disgusted, but greatly interested.’

No wonder the Eden sisters turned their noses up at Fanny parkes, complaining that she clung onto their party, taking advantage of their protection while touring the lawless roads of northern India and taking the liberty of pitching her tent next to theirs: she was a free spirit and an independent mind in an age of imperial conformity. Behind the jibes of the Eden sisters (‘There is something very horrid and unearthly in all this,’ wrote Fanny Eden on March 17th, ‘nobody ever had a fat attendant spirit before…’) lies a clear unceasiness that ‘Bibi Parkers’ (as they call her) is a woman whom they would like instincivetly to look down upon, but who is clearly having more fun-and getting to know India much better-than they are.

The mental gap between the world of the Eden sisters and that of Fanny Parkes widened as time went on. The longer she stayed in India, the more Fanny Parkes became slowly Indianized. At one point in December 1837, after visiting an Indian Rani where Parkes acts as interpreter for the Eden sisters, Parkes urges ‘with considerable vehemence’ that the Eden sisters should conform to Indian custom and accept the symbolic gifts offered to them as they leave, thus pleasing the Rani as corruption and want to follow company regulations and refuse the presents. There is a standoff, and eventually the Edens do turn down the gifts so giving huge offence to their host. Already Fanny Parkes is instinctively embracing Indian custom and trying to adapt herself to the Indian scene, trying to avoid rudeness and unpleasantness. The Eden sisters are more worried about what others will think: instinctively they want to play by the imperial rules, to keep within the accepted boundaries.

Parkes’ slow ‘chuntnification’ (to use Salma Rushdie’s excellent term) continued long after Parkes left the Edwn’s camp. Over the following years. Parkes - the professional memsahib, herself the daughter of a colonical official (Captain William Archer), who came to India to watch over her colonical administrator husband-was gradually transformed into a fluent Urdu speaker, and spent less and less of her time travelling around to visit her Indian friends and assimilating herself to the world she discovered. Aesthetically, for example, she grew slowly to prefer Indian dress to that of the English. At one point watching Id celebration at the Taj she notes how ‘crowds of gailydressed and most picturesque natives were seen in all directions passing through the avenue of fine trees and by the side of the fountains to the tomb: they added great beauty to the scene, whilst the eye of taste turned away pained and annoyed by the vile round hats and stiff attire of the European gentlemen, and the equally ugly bonnets and stiff and graceless dresses of the English ladies’.

Later, visiting the women in Colonel Gardner’s Khasganj zenana, she again raises Indian ways over those of Europe.

[Mulka Begum] walks very gracefully and is as straight as an arrow. In Europe how rarely- how very rarely does a woman walk gracefully! Bound up in stays, the body is as stiff as a lobster in its shell; that snake-like undulating movement-the poetry of motion-is lost, destroyed by the stiffness of the waist and hip, which impedes the free movement of the limbs. A lady in European attire gives me the idea of a German mankin, an Asiatic, in her flowing drapery, recalls the statues of antiquity.




  Introduction IX
  Publisher's Note XXIV
  Glossary XXV
  Dedication XXVIII
  Invocation XXIX
I Departure from England 1
II Carnicobar 9
III Life in India 14
IV Residance in Calcutta 21
V Residence in Calcutta 26
VI Residence in Calcutta 32
VII Departure from the presisdency 35
VIII Life in the Mofussil 43
IX Residence at Allahabad 48
X Life in the Zenana 55
XI Resdence at prag 62
XII Sketches of Allahabad 67
XIII Removal to Cawnpore-confession of a Thug 70
XIV Residence at cawnpore 76
XV The Thug's Dice-Execution of Eleven thugs 82
XVI Residence at Cawnpore-The Diwali 87
XVII Scenes in Oude 96
XVIII Revelations of Life in the Zenana 105
XIX The Return to Allahabad-Execution of Twenty-five Thugs 110
XX Scenes at Allahabad 119
XXI Life in the zenana 125
XXII Adventures in the East 130
XXIII The Great Fair at Allahabad 135
XXIV The Nut Log 141
XXV The Cholera 146
XXVI The Muharram 152
XXVII White Ants and Cold Mornings for Hunting 157
XXVIII Pilgrimage to the Taj 161
XXIX Pilgrimage to the Taj 172
XXX The Taj Mahal 179
XXXI Pleasants days at Agra 186
XXXII Revelations of Life in the Zenana 190
XXXIII Life in the Zenana and chita Hunting 199
XXXIV Fatehpur Sikri and Colonel Gardner 207
XXXV The Marriage 216
XXXVI The Barat 228
XXXVII The Chaotree 235
XXXVIII The Mahratta Camp and Zenana 243
XXXIX The Nawab Hakim Mehndi and the city of Kannuaj 250
XL The Mahratta Camp and Scenes in the Zenana 260
XLI The Maharatta at Allahabad 266
XLII Tufans in the East 274
XLIII From Ghazipur to Ballia 281
XLIV Sketches in Bengal-The Sunderbands 283
XLV The Famine at Kannauj 292
XLVI Pleasant Days in Camp 298
XLVII Ruins of Delhi 303
XLVIII Ancient Delhi-The Zenana Ghar 309
XLIX Departure for the Hills-Landowr 317
L Picturesque Scenes in the Hills 323
LI Life in the Hills 328
LII Departure from the Hills 332
LIII Departure from Allahabad 339
LIV Arrival in Calcutta-the Madagascar 342
LV Departure from St. Helena 350
  The Farewell 354

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