
Stewart follows the route taken by India's first Mughal emperor, Babur 500 years ago. He shares Babur's experiences of the bitter winter, and his interaction with various communities on the way, such as the Hazara, an ancient Mongol tribe. The author intermittently quotes from the emperor's "autobiography" as their thoughts and experiences mirror each other's.
The book is also the story of the touching relationship that develops between Stewart and a dog, which he names Babur. For much of the journey, Babur is his only companion.
I was far more impressed by this book that I was by Theroux's South American journey in the Patagonian Express. Theroux may be a more subtle writer, but Stewart's journey is hard to fathom, and his clear, crisp and powerful writing is a treat to read. Ironically, a friend of mine gave it to me in London, to ease my pain when I was reading Theroux's book.
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