Started a re-read of M.M. Kaye's " The Far Pavilions". I read this novel back in the late 70's / early 80's and it has been a long time favorite. But I've never (until now) attempted a re-read. Its a beast of a book at nearly 1000 pages
Will it stand the test of time? Will let you know.
It always amazes me how much you forget over the years. Beyond a vague story outline, I remembered very little of the details. And it was joy to experience the book all over again.
Unlike "Lucifer's Hammer", another recent re-read and a feeling that it was showing it's age. Probably because I've lived through the years from that book's initial publishing and now. A good historical novel removes from your time and puts you in another.
I originally read
"The Far Pavilions" during my
Michener, Clavell, Rutherford binge years in the 80's. It looked like another huge, meaty book of that type. And it is, but for all it's length in words, it still only covers about 10 years of the British rule in India and its military attempts in Afghanistan.
Ashton Pelham-Martyn was born to a British linguist / Botanist / Explorer on the trail. His mother dies in childbirth, leaving him to be raised by his father and his Hindu bearers and scouts. He then loses his father and all of the party to a cholera outbreak. Before he dies, Ashton's father tells "Sita" (Ashton's Nanny) to take him and a letter of introduction to the nearest fort and leave him with his uncle.
Unfortunately, the Sepoy Uprising has begun and all personnel at the fort have been killed. Beginning Ashton's time as "Ashok". An indian boy in the care of his mother, Sita. Living hand to mouth in the slums and working as a stable boy and eventually ending up in the service of a Indian princeling and his household. And his first meeting with An-Juli-Bai.
Soon the politics of the palace place Ashok and his mother in dire circumstances forcing them to run yet again. His mother perishes on the trail and Ashok eventually presents his letter introduction to an associate of his late father. Beginning his sojourn and education in Britain. To eventually take him back to India as a young Lieutenant in Corps of Guides. A renowned Unit on the Norther Frontier.
In some respects, this is a love story. It is also a story about a man of two worlds and how he cannot embrace either world to the extent of full acceptance in either culture. And it is a deep, deep delve into multiple cultures and their own succinct views on war, race, religion, honor... and colonialism.
I've barely tapped the story here. It is a long story, but it uses those pages well and puts the reader right there in 1800's India. Just a really outstanding read.