The Moghul Exile

Besides the intrigues of the Afghani lords, the emperor Humayun emerges as a Sufi and a poet, longing for peace and beauty. My favorite excerpt from the book.'His soul was expanding, torn open by the spasms of agony. Agonized mists themselves were revealing one bloom of a face. A face, which he had forgotten amidst the hurricanes of deaths, betrayals and tragedies. This face was that of Mah Chuchak, the bloom of Kabul! His heart was empty and inconsolable. Longing to sail high over the oceans and the mountains, to land into the pine-valleys of Kabul, to wed the Bride of his Soul.'