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Chapters (53)
  1. Cover
  2. Khushwant Singh
  3. COLLECTED NOVELS
  4. Books by the Same Author
  5. Introduction
  6. Train to Pakistan
  7. Dedication
  8. Dacoity
  9. Kalyug
  10. Mano Majra
  11. Karma
  12. I Shall Not Hear The Nightingale
  13. Dedication
  14. Please Read This Note Before Reading the Novel
  15. Characters in the Story
  16. Chapter I
  17. Chapter II
  18. Chapter III
  19. Chapter IV
  20. Chapter V
  21. Chapter VI
  22. Chapter VII
  23. Chapter VIII
  24. Chapter IX
  25. Chapter X
  26. Chapter XI
  27. Chapter XII
  28. Chapter XIII
  29. Delhi
  30. Dedication
  31. Delhi
  32. Lady J.H.T.
  33. Bhagmati
  34. Musaddi Lal
  35. Bhagmati
  36. The Timurid
  37. Bhagmati
  38. The Untouchables
  39. Bhagmati
  40. Aurangzeb Alamgir: Emperor of Hindustan
  41. Bhagmati
  42. Nadir Shah
  43. Bhagmati
  44. Meer Taqi Meer
  45. Bhagmati
  46. 1857
  47. Bhagmati
  48. The Builders
  49. Bhagmati
  50. The Dispossessed
  51. Bhagmati
  52. A Note from the Author
  53. Footnotes

Jhimma Singh was one of many brothers. Being the eldest, he inherited the official function of headman of the village from his father. Thereafter he acquired possession of most of his father’s property. He loved his brothers and arranged marriages and employment for them as farm labourers in newly colonized lands a few hundred miles away to the north-west. Malicious tongues spread poison and turned the brothers against him. They took him to court to get possession of their share of the land. But providence, assisted by clever lawyers, triumphed over their evil designs. Then they tried violence. That too went against them. They were imprisoned on charges of attempted murder and Jhimma Singh was given a revolver to defend himself. He gained the confidence of the local police officials by his hospitality; they let him look after the affairs of the village and Jhimma Singh became virtually its ruler. Anyone who has had to live the hard way, literally fighting for survival at every step, doesn’t set much store by values like truth, honesty, loyalty, or patriotism. Neither did Jhimma Singh. Each little success meant more envy and more danger from the envious. He had to seek the help of the police to protect him. In turn they expected him to keep an eye on miscreants. He became a paid informer.

Jhimma Singh’s only failure in life was the inability of any one of his three wives of produce a child. After the first had remained barren for five years, he married her niece. Following a few years of fruitless matrimony with the niece, he cast his protective mantle on a young widow whose provocative figure and dark eyes had given Jhimma Singh visions of many sons. She also let him down. Now the land he farmed, the land he leased out to tenant, his own brick-built house, his wives’ jewellery, and his account in the savings bank, which was said to have grown from some hundreds to fabulous thousands, was his to give away or squander. This prosperity hurt his fellow villagers, particularly his relations. Although everyone feared him and some even sided with him in his lawsuits, not one of them loved him.