By Anita Anand
In 1876 Sophia Duleep Singh was once born into royalty. Her father, Maharajah Duleep Singh, used to be inheritor to the dominion of the Sikhs, a realm that stretched from the luxurious Kashmir Valley to the craggy foothills of the Khyber cross and incorporated the robust towns of Lahore and Peshawar. It was once a territory impossible to resist to the British, who plundered every little thing, together with the fabled Koh-I-Noor diamond.
Exiled to England, the dispossessed Maharajah remodeled his property at Elveden in Suffolk right into a Moghul palace, its grounds stocked with leopards, monkeys and unique birds. Sophia, god-daughter of Queen Victoria, used to be raised a genteel aristocratic Englishwoman: awarded at courtroom, afforded grace-and-favour accommodations at Hampton court docket Palace and photographed donning the most recent models for the society pages. but if, in mystery defiance of the British govt, she travelled to India, she lower back a revolutionary.
Sophia transcended her background to commit herself to scuffling with injustice and inequality,a a long way cry from the existence to which she was once born. Her explanations have been the fight for Indian independence, the destiny of the Lascars, the welfare of Indian squaddies within the First international struggle -- and, certainly, the struggle for girl suffrage. She was once daring and fearless, attacking politicians, placing herself within the entrance line and swapping her silks for a nurse's uniform to have a tendency wounded squaddies evacuated from the battlefields. Meticulously researched and passionately written, this enchanting tale of the increase of ladies and the autumn of empire introduces a unprecedented person and her half within the defining moments of modern British and Indian background.