Cities Do Not Die: On Reading City of Djinns
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This is the second book of Darlymple that I read recently, the earlier being "The Last Mughal". Like this book, "City of Djinns", I had also attempted a review and posted it on my blog. That is available at the following link.
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Cities Do Not Die: On Reading City of Djinns
Books are often
shaped—sometimes subtly, sometimes overtly—by the intellectual climate in which
they appear. Narratives about colonial India, for example, continue to
oscillate between contrasting impulses: some emphasise the destructive legacy
of empire on India’s economy, culture, and institutions, while others seek to
recover and foreground the scientific and cultural achievements of precolonial
India.
William Dalrymple’s City
of Djinns opens against the backdrop of another such cultural moment.
Dalrymple notes that Britain in the mid-1980s was experiencing what he calls a
“Raj revival”: a wave of nostalgia that revisited colonial India through
television, fiction, memoir, and public debate. Series such as The Jewel in
the Crown captured audiences, newspaper correspondence columns debated the
historical accuracy of films like Gandhi, and novels centred on imperial
India enjoyed renewed attention.
Yet City of Djinns
is not merely a product of this nostalgic climate. Nor is it an exercise in
imperial reminiscence. It is, at its best, an attempt to understand Delhi
through layered observation, historical excavation, and conversation.
Although often
classified as travel writing, the book exceeds the genre's usual expectations. Dalrymple does not simply record what he sees; he constructs a mosaic of
Delhi through archival research, memoirs, oral history, and encounters with an
astonishing range of people. One moment, he is dealing with a severe landlady;
in another, he is speaking to a loquacious Punjabi driver. Elsewhere, he meets
eunuchs, dervishes, old Urdu scholars, descendants of Mughal nobility,
expatriate chroniclers of fading Delhi culture, pigeon fanciers, calligraphers,
ascetics on the banks of the Yamuna, and devotees at the Dargah of Ajmer.
Through these encounters, Delhi emerges not as a city but as many cities
layered upon one another.
The ambition of the
book is extraordinary. Dalrymple attempts to trace Delhi’s historical and
cultural continuity from the Sultanate and Mughal periods into the late
twentieth century. His canvas includes architecture, memory, migration,
changing social classes, fading artistic traditions, urban transformation, and
the lingering consequences of Partition. He writes with equal attention to
vanished grandeur and living decline.
Particularly memorable
are his reflections on communities that once shaped Delhi but gradually lost
their influence as times changed; on neighbourhoods transformed by
migration; and on traditions that survive only as faint echoes of an older
city. His account of the anti-Sikh violence following Indira Gandhi’s
assassination is especially striking for the way it captures how quickly
civilisation can reveal its fractures.
The historical sections
gain authority from Dalrymple’s engagement with contemporary records and
eyewitness accounts. He draws upon letters and memoirs of figures associated
with late Mughal Delhi—among them Ochterlony, William Fraser, James Fraser, and
Charles Metcalfe—to recreate a world at once cosmopolitan and fragile. As the author also observes in his other popular titles, in the earlier phases of British
presence in India, some colonial officers adopted elements of Mughal culture
and formed close social and familial ties with Indians—an aspect often
overshadowed in simplified narratives of colonial separation.
Equally compelling is
Dalrymple’s eye for transition. He notices not only how Delhi’s skyline
changes—from colonial bungalows to vertical urban growth—but also how language,
class, memory, and identity shift with it. Even English, he notes, carries
residues of the Raj through words such as bungalow, cummerbund, pyjamas,
and pundit.
Dalrymple also records
with wit the everyday frictions of Indian bureaucracy: telephone applications,
customs procedures, and administrative labyrinths that could bewilder both
residents and visitors. These passages occasionally feel familiar to Indian readers,
but they are written with enough humour and observation to remain engaging
rather than exasperating.
The author is not
entirely free from preference. His admiration for British imperial architecture
occasionally surfaces quite openly. Commenting on New Delhi, he responds to
Nehru’s criticism of the city as a symbol of imperial excess by arguing that it
remains one of the finest architectural achievements of the British Empire—an
opinion that readers may accept, contest, or simply note as part of Dalrymple’s
sensibility.
Also deserving of
appreciation is the breadth of reading behind the narrative. Like a careful
researcher conducting a literature survey, Dalrymple engages extensively with
earlier travel accounts and historical works. Among these are Bernier’s Travels
in the Mogul Empire, Manucci’s writings on Mughal India, and accounts of
the Tughlaq period by Ibn Battuta. This literary scaffolding gives the book
much of its depth.
Finally, a word about
the title. City of Djinns is irresistible—and slightly deceptive. It
hints at fantasy or magic realism, yet the book itself remains firmly grounded
in history and observation. The metaphor of the djinn becomes Dalrymple’s way
of asking a deeper question: how has Delhi, despite repeated invasions,
destruction, partition, and upheaval, managed to renew itself again and again?
The answer comes
through Pir Sadr-ud-Din, who tells Dalrymple that Delhi survives because the
djinns love it too much to abandon it.
Dalrymple leaves us with an image that lingers long after the book ends: just as, in Hindu belief, a soul returns through successive incarnations, Delhi too seems destined to reinvent itself century after century—never quite the same city, and yet somehow always Delhi.
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By
Ananta Narayan Nanda
Balasore 22/5/2026
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Labels: Book Review

8 Comments:
The review of City of Djinns by Nanda ji is quite holistic and interesting covering the entire book .
An exceptionally comprehensive and insightful review. I would be delighted to read the book.
Very nice sir
Thank you so much for visiting my blog and leaving your kind words for me to feel encouraged.🙏
Thank you, sir, for your encouraging feedback. I'd love to see you again at my blog.🙏
I feel encouraged going through your comments, sir, and express my gratitude for your gesture.
Very insightful review .Great work.I have read only one of William Dalrymple’s book NINE LIVES.🙏
Thank you so much. Your kind words encourages me, to say the least. Since yours is a long-standing association with Delhi, I thought you might like the post.🙏
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