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March 08, 2016

Itimad-ud-Daulah's Tomb, Agra, Uttar Pradesh


“Almighty God! What a profound thought and glorious idea it is that the subtle apprehenders of truth, whose bright minds are like the breath of morning, and who are keen-sighted students of the schedules of Creation and composers of the diagrams of the tables of wisdom and perception, have not, with the exception of Speech which is but a vagrant breeze and fluctuating gale, found in the combinations of the elements or in material forms, anything so sublime or a jewel so rare that it come not within the mould of a price, the Reason’s balance cannot weigh it, that Language’s measure cannot contain it, and that it be beyond the scale of Thought; – and yet how should it be otherwise? Without help of Speech, the inner world’s capital cannot be built, nor this evil outer world’s civilization conceived.
– Abul Fazal ibn Mubarak, “Akbarnama” (written and illustrated, AD 1590-96)


Describe this, Abul Fazal!


With the indulgent reader’s benevolent acquiescence, and wholly apprehending the significant semantic inadequacy in describing the unparalleled subliminal magnificence of the imaginatively conceived and meticulously embellished mausoleum of “Itimad-ud-Daulah” Mirza Ghiyasuddin Beg that I recently had the delightful privilege of setting eyes upon, I shall here humbly endeavor to retrace in thoughts and photographs, the matchlessly resplendent impression that is instantaneously seared onto one’s retinas for interminable eternity upon crossing the enchanted threshold of the small, conscientiously symmetrical and affectionately maintained grass-shrouded oasis that affectionately embraces the extravagantly ornamented “jewel-box” edifice as its centerpiece, and mercifully secludes it from the exasperatingly tumultuous deluge of humanity indifferently throbbing about the perplexing spiders’ webs of extensive streets and enormous slithering riverine bridges enveloping it.

Imagine then, walking towards an exceedingly massive gateway, squat solid of design and flawlessly balanced of proportions, composed of vibrant red sandstone painstakingly inlaid with glistening white marble in numerous spellbinding motifs so incomparably exquisite that one explicably confuses them for painted designs! Wide-eyed speechless with fantastical wonderment at the unequaled sight of the intricate festooning of rococo floral foliage and vegetative flourishes ornamenting the grand gateway, one belatedly comes to the arousing realization that despite the sculptural excellence of its elaborate decorative features, it is merely a trifling formal entrance; a temptingly promising, yet wholly functional, demarcation between the remarkably simplistic peripheries and the regally lavish centerpiece whose minute glittering jewel-like glimpses assiduously attract one further along the perfectly manicured garden complex till one sets eyes on its superlative majesty enthroned lethargically upon its high sandstone plinth.


Portal to another world


Stepping within, let the reader visualize this square immensity, brightly illuminated by sparkling sunshine, its enormous marble surface magnanimously and very flamboyantly sprinkled with an unbelievably profuse, elaborately Bacchanalian crisscrossing inlay of multi-chrome glimmering floral convolutions, geometrical designs and arabesque scrollwork that in itself would have been exaggeratedly ostentatious were it not so exceptionally precise, so extraordinarily symmetrical, so astonishingly hypnotic, and so irrefutably subdued by the soothing whiteness of the unblemished marble, that it conclusively surpasses all endeavors at visual faultfinding.

“Marble, specially of the textural quality as that obtained from the quarries of Makrana in Jodhpur, provides its own decorative appearance owing to its delicate graining, and any ornamentation requires to be most judiciously, almost sparingly applied, otherwise the surfaces become fretted and confused. Moldings have to be fine and rare in their contours and plain spaces are valuable as they emphasize the intrinsic beauty of the material, so that restraint has to be invariably observed. The forms therefore of this style are essentially marble forms, while the decoration is only occasionally plastic, such enrichment as was considered essential being obtained by means of inlaid patterns in colored stones.”
– Percy Brown, British art critic-scholar-historian-archaeologist,
“Indian Architecture, Volume II: Islamic Period”


Behold extravagance


Along the soaring octagonal minarets, enclosing the richly sculpted stone filigree screens, in the little crevices encapsulated between contiguous ornamental brackets supporting the overhanging eaves (“chajja”), camouflaged on the surface of the brackets themselves, indeed on every smallest fraction of the mammoth edifice except the curved roof of the square pavilion crowning it – is interwoven this precisely outlined veneer of multi-hued tessellation, this incomparable exemplar of embellishment the sheer complexities of whose unforgiving delicate nature and ostentatiously ornate intricacies spontaneously and endlessly snare flabbergasted onlookers into meticulous contemplation of its constituent configurations until eventually it seems ceaseless time itself has come to an unforeseen standstill to admire this remarkably mesmerizing superficial constitution.

One unquestionably perceives the prominent emphasis on the meticulous miniaturization of even the more massive panels, especially those adorning the exceedingly detailed lower portions of the edifice, and categorically comes to the plausible conclusion that the committed sculptor-craftsmen, who diligently emphasized the minutest of arabesque details, the slightest of geometric illustrations, and the simplest of physical forms, might have been essentially convicted that even layman visitors would not merely reflect unrelenting attention on the entire colossal edifice, but also comprehend the faultless nature of miniaturization herein accomplished and the unequivocal excellence thus incorporated.

Indisputably inspired by enthralling Persian paintings, visually the most noteworthy tessellated sections are the realistic minuscule panels, comprising of eclectically intricate flower vases, splendidly arrayed tiny cups and fashionably slender wine flasks, intermittently peppering the tremendously sophisticated surface of the extraordinarily evocative mausoleum.

“It is of no little psychological significance that a movement (Islam) which began with restrictions against all forms of monumental art should eventually produce some of the most superb examples. Only the pyramids of the Pharoahs, and a few other funerary monuments, such as that raised in memory of King Mausoleus at Halicarnassus in Asia Minor, have excelled in size and architectural splendor the Islamic tombs of India.”
– Percy Brown, British art critic-scholar-historian-archaeologist,
“Indian Architecture, Volume II: Islamic Period”


Incredible!


Let me also recount for the forbearing readers the incredibly fascinating, if slightly far-fetched, story of Mirza Ghiyasuddin Muhammad Beg who is often regarded as a living exemplar of individual advancement, through education, from debilitating insufficiency to enviable affluence, and from depressing powerlessness and agonizing dependency to wielding considerable influence even over otherwise unyielding sovereigns.

Firstly however, it needs be justly acknowledged that our exceptionally handsome and illustriously erudite protagonist is more eminently renowned for his celebrated descendants – his daughter Mehrunissa “Nurjahan” (“Light of the World”) formidably wielded the royal scepter while her depraved husband Emperor “Nuruddin” (“Light of the Faith”) Muhammad Salim “Jahangir” (“World Conqueror”, reign AD 1605-27) abandoned himself to drunken debaucheries and overindulgence of laudanum and opiates; his distinguished granddaughter Nawab Aliya Arjumand Bano Begum “Mumtaz-i-Mahal” (“Most Exalted in the Palace”) is of course recognized throughout the world as the “Lady of the Taj”, the favorite wife of Mughal Emperor Shihabuddin (“Champion of the Faith”) Muhammad Shahjahan (reign AD 1627-57)!

The son of a high Persian official, Mirza Beg was obliged for some undocumented reason to quit Teheran in AD 1577 and travel in extreme impoverishment to the vast realm of the Great Mughals to secure official and pecuniary advancement at the imperial court. Regarding this compelled relocation, a curious, although probably erroneous, saga resiliently survives in local folklore and is very delightfully recounted by semi-learned guides to perplexed tourists – it goes that while traversing, in a buffalo/mule cart (the numerous fictional accounts differ on such insignificant intricacies!), the vast desolate tracts delineating Indian subcontinent from central Asia, Mirza Beg’s family exhausted their money (alternatively, they were waylaid by ferocious bandits), and were all in danger of wretchedly perishing from hunger when Asmat Begum, Mirza Beg’s pregnant wife, delivered the radiantly lovely Mehrunissa (“Sun among Women”) in the oppressive desert.

Drastically affected by the absence of sustenance, the famished mother could barely remain upright, and the aggrieved father had become too severely exhausted to afford her either physical or emotional support. Distressed by starvation and fatigue, they hardheartedly resolved to abandon the newborn in some solitary stunted undergrowth and grievously resume their long onward journey in the hope of coming across some form of reprieve.


A daughter's tribute


But as they deliberately pressed on and the tiny shrubbery perceptibly disappeared from the horizon, uncontrollably the mother burst in a piteous paroxysm of grief, crying “My child! My child!”, consequentially causing them to return and retrieve the child. Soon thereafter they were picked up by a benevolent caravan headed to Lahore (in modern-day Pakistan) in the realm of Emperor Jalaluddin Muhammad Akbar (reign AD 1556-1605), and the rest, as they say, is history.

The legend is undoubtedly mythical – firstly, the alleged circumstances would only be known to Mirza Beg and Asmat Begum and neither of them of course would have made the humiliating anecdote public. Furthermore, most historians unambiguously concede that the shrewdly resourceful Mehrunissa (afterwards Empress “Nurmahal” (“Light of the Seraglio”) and “Nurjahan” (“Light of the World”)) was born in Kandahar enroute to India.

An identical tale states that the crying newborn was in reality discovered by an affluent trader Malik Masud who then recounted the sordid account at the caravanserai he was lodged in, consequentially causing the anguished Mirza Beg (who too had coincidentally boarded there) to recount his sorrowful travails and reclaim the beautiful child. Affected by pity, Malik Masud ceremoniously introduced Mirza Beg to Emperor Akbar who, propelled by his astute business skills, respectable scholarship, and amiable temperament, readily conferred upon him the office of “Diwan” (treasurer) of the province of Kabul (Afghanistan).

During the reign of Emperor Nuruddin Jahangir, Mirza Beg was bestowed with the honorific “Itimad-ud-Daula” (“Pillar of the State”), decreed “Sarpotdar” (“Lord High Treasurer of the Empire”), and eventually raised to the enviable position of “Wazir-ud-Daulah” (Prime minister). Interestingly, his bold propensity to demand immense bribes was entirely overlooked! His sons Mirza Abul Hasan “Asaf Jahan”, Muhammad Sharif and Ibrahim Khan “Fateh-Jang” too were entrusted with the the command of several thousand cavalrymen of the mammoth imperial army.


Delicate, in all senses of the word!


Affectionately commissioned by Empress Nurjahan upon the mournful demise of her father, the majestically rousing mausoleum, constructed over AD 1622-28, is undeniably a visionary alchemical transformation sublimely arising from the distillation of hundreds of relatively modest, though awe-inspiringly attractive, predecessors. Not only perceptible in its singularly unusual architecture is the conspicuous mix of Hindu and Persian antecedents, the inimitable exteriors too, with their elaborate rococo of intricate floral flourishes and enchanting arabesques, are unforgettably evocative of fine embroidery realistically portraying elegant flowers not found in the Indian subcontinent, which, it’s said, is how the indulgent empress artistically envisioned the gorgeously wreathed edifice. Surprisingly though, the extensive use of semi-precious stones – turquoise, jade, lapis lazuli, topaz, carnelian, quartz, garnet, agate – of all hues and shades, in combination with black and white marble, is visually balanced despite the exaggeratedly ostentatious mosaic they culminate into.

“It is easy to trace Nur Jahan’s feminine taste…in the magnificent tomb which she built for her father, Mirza Ghias Beg, Jahangir’s Prime Minister. This is one of the most eclectic of the Mogul buildings… It is inaccurate to apply the term “Indo-Persian” to Itmad-ud-daulah’s tomb and other of Jahangir’s and Shah Jahan’s buildings. The structural design of the tomb belongs to the Hindu tradition… Nur Jahan’s intention was to reproduce in marble and precious inlay the enamelled tile mosaic of Persian tombs; but Persian craftsmen who were not skilled in fine masonry could not do this for her. The Indian masons, therefore, with their usual versatility adapted their craft to the Empress’s taste.”
– Ernest Binfield Havell, “Indian Architecture, Its Psychology, Structure, and History
from the first Muhammadan Invasion to the Present Day” (1913)


Across the threshold


Let the kind reader picture now an incalculably magnificent gallery lined with numerous outstandingly finished, repetitive designs – bountiful flower vases alluringly overflowing with delicate foliage flourishes and multicolored roses (many of these polychrome compositions inspired by the stylized sketch-works of Ustad Mansur Naqqash, Emperor Jahangir’s renowned court painter specializing in rich flora-fauna masterpieces), skillfully finished wine-cups, splendid rose-water vessels, exceedingly vivid cypress trees realistically billowing on the smooth surface, and congregations of tiny feathery birds composed as if of delicately frothy clouds – each dexterously painted in a thousand vibrant hues and gracefully adorning every slightest nook and cranny of the wonderful surface except where the celebrated walls are layered with recurring multi-patterned inlaid marble or are interspersed by formidably set entrances and perfectly sculpted stone filigree screens. This then is a humble description of the mesmerizing interiors!

Unwaveringly adhering to the “Hasht Bihisht” architectural scheme favored by the affluent royalty, these galleries surrounding the large central chamber culminate into considerably smaller subsidiary chambers where are interred Itimad-ud-Daulah’s dearest kinfolk.

Yet the greatest surprise waits in the magnificent central chamber where in a centrally located sarcophagus reposes in eternal slumber the beloved Asmat Begum who deceased in AD 1621, only a year prior to her influential husband whose own brilliant green grave, appreciably offset towards the side, accompanies hers. Here then, staggeringly encasing the entire roof is an impressively enormous, celestially dazzling, brilliantly vivid-hued painted medallion conceived in such an impossibly exquisite, ostentatiously charismatic and symmetrically engrossing manner that the reader shall unfailingly discover that one cannot help being compellingly immersed in its pensive contemplation for a long while.


Iridescence!


Precisely outlining the passionately decorated mausoleum’s flamboyant florid iridescence is the formulaically envisioned quadrangular Mughal “charbagh” (“four-quartered garden”) grandiosely enveloping it. Its beautiful accompaniments – faultless walkways and their straightforward fastidiousness and subdued sunburned brown-red hues; ornamental false gateways adorned with decaying remnants of impressive marble inlay and vibrantly multi-hued paintwork; corner domed towers blushing red through their restrained simplicity; and shallow water channels meticulously lined with attractively patterned cascades – are equally noteworthy.

Irrefutably capable of rendering one sufficiently awe-inspired through the resourceful invocation of the incomparable exquisiteness of the intricate painted patterns adorning its under-surface, the majestically proportioned western false gateway transforms into a humongous, breathtakingly beautiful pavilion from which to contemplate the lethargic flow of the narrow slithering stream that is Yamuna, the meandering “black river” of mythology (now deplorably physically so too, considering the ceaseless discharge into it throughout the day throughout the years of incalculably vast quantities of tremendously poisonous chemicals, inexorably nefarious organic wastes and putrid-smelling decomposing excreta).

Unquestionably hundreds of the unbelievably colossal fortifications, extravagantly opulent palatial complexes, profligately ornamented sepulchers, and passionately envisioned religious edifices dotting the immense landscape of the country would live up to indescribably fanciful adjective-laced descriptions, yet rare would be one as ethereally beautiful, as subliminally spellbinding, and as consummately perfect as Itimad-ud-Daulah’s magnificent sparkling “jewel box” mausoleum.


Painted and tessellated - Pavilion views


“The tomb known as that of Eti-mad-Doulah at Agra… cannot be passed over, not only from its own beauty of design, but also because it marks an epoch in the style to which it belongs… Its real merit consists in being wholly in white marble, and being covered throughout with a mosaic in “pietro duro” – the first, apparently, and certainly one of the most splendid, examples of that class of ornamentation in India… The beautiful tracery of the pierced marble slabs of its windows, which resemble those of Selim Chisti's tomb at Futtehpore Sikri, the beauty of its white marble walls, and the rich colour of its decorations, make up so beautiful a whole, that it is only on comparing it with the works of Shah Jehan that we are justified in finding fault.”
– James Fergusson, Scottish businessman-architect-writer
“The History of Indian and Eastern Architecture” (1876)

That being said, demeaning comparisons need to be notched down a scale or two. Despite their underlying technical similarities and structural over-refinement, and the extravagantly sumptuous decorations and lavish expenditure in material ornamentation concurred in both their construction, in my humble opinion, the exemplar mausoleum of Itimad-ud-Daulah arguably deserves to be above “Baby Taj”, its other descriptive sobriquet. The two edifices underline entirely different classes of architecture. Itimad-ud-Daulah’s eccentrically ornate mausoleum is the product of an altogether different age and its corresponding aesthetics – an age when the most functionally mundane edifices were intended to bedazzle; an age when, notwithstanding funerary sobriety, a sepulchral edifice would not be considered complete without an overindulgence of ornamentation, and an overemphasis on explosive bursts of rococo floral flourishes, all-encompassing artistic excess and fantastically multicolored traditional tessellated motifs.


Not the “Baby Taj” it's made out to be!


“It is an exceedingly beautiful building, but a great part of the most valuable stones of the mosaic work have been picked out and stolen, and the whole is about to be sold by auction, by a decree of the civil court, to pay the debt of the present proprietor, who is entirely unconnected with the family whose members repose under it, and especially indifferent as to what becomes of their bones. The building and garden in which it stands were, some sixty years ago, given away, I believe, by Najif Khan, the prime minister, to one of his nephews, to whose family it still belongs.”
– Major-General Sir William Henry “Thuggee” Sleeman, British East India Co. Administrator
“Rambles and Recollections of an Indian Official” (1844)

(In hindsight, the preposterously appalling treatment meted to the preciously unique edifice at the hands of Mir Bakshi Mirza Najaf Khan Safvi, the incorrigibly efficient commander-in-chief during the unsustainably fragile reigns of the fledgling emperors Muhammad Shah I (reign AD 1719-48) and Shah Alam II (reigned AD 1759-1806), seems conservatively improbable but not entirely impossible. Mirza Najaf himself is buried in an unspeakably plain, possibly half-finished mausoleum in Delhi’s Jorbagh-Karbala area (refer Pixelated Memories - Najaf Khan and his tomb)).

In so impressively restoring the elegantly kaleidoscopic edifice vis-à-vis the despicably ruinous circumstances in which it was inherited (!!), the Archaeological Survey of India, in collaboration with World Monuments Fund, has commendably accomplished an exceptionally onerous and enormously expensive undertaking – an extremely comprehensive process that involved scientific research and documentation, structural conservation, immaculate replacement of missing/deteriorated architectural elements, preservation of the sophisticated paintwork, and the integrated restoration and technological optimization of the water channels and contextually traditional horticultural landscape epitomizing the refined Mughal “charbagh” setting. Salute to their meritorious achievement!


History meets modernity


Location: The mausoleum, accessible via Ambedkar Bridge, is situated on Yamuna riverbank across from Taj Mahal/Agra Fort and the railway stations. One can avail a shared auto-rickshaw from Agra Cantt. Railway station or Agra Fort for Bijli-ghar crossing (Rs 15/person either way) and from there avail a shared auto-rickshaw, again for Rs 15/person, for Yamuna ghat (or simply “Ghat”) on the other side of the river. The mausoleum is barely 5-10 minutes’ walk from there on.
Open: All days, sunrise to sunset (ticket window closes 30 minutes before the sunset)
Entrance fees: Indians and SAARC country nationals: Rs 5; Others: Rs 100. Free entry for children up to 15 years of age.
Agra Development Authority (ADA) toll-tax (applicable on all days except Fridays): Indians and SAARC country nationals: Rs 10; Others: Rs 500 (remains valid (only for foreigners) for an entire day and can be presented at other major monument complexes too).
Photography/Video charges: Nil/Rs 25 respectively
Time required for sightseeing: 1.5 hours
Note: Footwear is not allowed within the mausoleum and can be deposited (for no charge) at the small counter adjacent the side.

July 10, 2014

Sawan–Bhadon Pavilions and Zafar Mahal, Red Fort complex, Delhi


This article is part of a series about Red Fort, Delhi. Refer Pixelated Memories – Red Fort complex for the composite post.

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“The spirit of Delhi has always been staccato, and full of fractures. 
The greatest period of stability came under the Mughals, a dynasty originally from central Asia, whose legendary wealth and magnificence reached their height in the seventeenth century. It was at this time that the emperor Shah Jahan removed his capital from Agra and brought it to Delhi, where he built a new metropolis on the banks of the Yamuna river... this glistening paradise of domes and gardens sprang up, stupefyingly, in less than one decade... in the days of its magnificence, it seemed that obsolescence could never visit such dewy bowers, such inordinate splendor, such implausible avenues, with their rose-water fountains, exquisite merchandise and royal processions.
– Rana Dasgupta, “Capital, A Portrait of Twenty-first century Delhi”

Unsurprisingly regarded by historians as the most formidable builder ever born in the Mughal dynasty, emperor Shahjahan, a learned purveyor of civic planning with a keen eye for minute ornamental details and equally refined architectural sensibilities, possessed (like almost all rulers who reigned over India) an interminable love for commissioning magnificent edifices to last centuries and illuminate his proof and his reign as the majesty. He left his imprint on Delhi by commissioning two of its most magnificent structures – a massive fortified citadel conceived of deep red sandstone and hence christened “Qila-i-Surkh” ("Red Fort") and the breathtakingly gorgeous Friday congregation mosque Jama Masjid not very far from it. The sheer proportions of these two edifices, along with the painstaking effort that went into their construction is bewildering to say the least – but the real eye-opener is the precise detail with which these were constructed, the spectacular skill that went into their execution and the spellbinding artworks with which these were thoughtfully embellished.

Of all the lesser known features within the immense fortress, the most charming are two endearingly small, flawless white marble pavilions christened “Sawan” and “Bhadon” after the rain months according to Hindu calendar. Intended as an earthly imitation of paradise, the unparalleled fortress was envisaged complete with a huge garden that was flanked by exquisitely designed public buildings on one side, the royal family’s lavishly adorned personal quarters on the opposite and the fortress' enormous periphery on the other two sides – this was the “Hayat-Baksh bagh”, the “life-bestowing garden” planned according to the typical Mughal charbagh pattern of garden design where large square lawns are divided into smaller quadrants by means of causeways and walkways. Imparting a sophisticated, otherworldly charm to the entire complex, a noiselessly whirling water stream, referred to as “Nahr-i-Bisht” (“Stream of Paradise”), flowed through the vast gardens and all the royal quarters and pavilions.


Delicate - The Sawan pavilion


At the center of the garden existed a large ornamental water channel at either end of which symmetrically sat these two glittering pavilions surrounded by fragrant flower beds and lush grassy lawns for company. The well-thought nomenclature of these brilliantly shimmering pavilions betrays the purpose for which they were conceived, viz, creating a beautiful illusion of perennial waterfalls for the entertainment of the extravagant royalty. Perfectly complimenting and mirroring each other in almost every aspect, the two are set on high plinths which were once reached via staircases which do not exist anymore. Also entirely obliterated is the lavish ornamentation with which these identical picturesque edifices were adorned.

What still remains however are the unblemished pearly facades built exclusively of marble, the small decorative niches along the center of the front faces of their plinths, and the ethereal beauty and symmetry of the two that is further underlined by the three engrailed arches on three sides of each remarkable pavilion. That said, minor structural differences between the two, such as the presence of a complementary set of niches at the back of the wall through which water sprouts in the Bhadon pavilion and the absence of the same in Sawan pavilion where water flows through a shallow channel, do exist.

Their peerless functionality imperceptibly camouflaged by their elegant ornamental existence, both graceful pavilions were provided with a water channel running from the back wall to the front where the water cascaded down in front of the plinth niches – the view would have been unquestionably mesmerizing – it's said that during the day these niches were richly decorated with expensive vases made of gold and silver with vivid bursts of golden flowers peeping through, and at night the vases were replaced by slender white candles which when lighted appeared like twinkling stars in an obdurately dark night, with the soothing gurgle of gently falling water completing the dreamy scene. Matchless singers and renowned musicians, seated in these otherworldly marvelous pavilions, would often play their instruments and belt out heart-touching renditions.

The entire area is dry now, the still unmistakably handsome pavilions and the wide water channels appear irredeemably parched; the red sandstone has begun losing its vibrant character and the marble is gradually turning less milkier by the day; the skilled singers, the colorful flowers and the vivid golden ornamentation are long gone. The inspiring floral patterns carved in the marble of the back wall betray the fact that these were once intricately jeweled with stunning pietra dura inlay work with exceedingly expensive, colorful stones.


Vacant niches in a skeleton fortress where once treasuries overflowed


As the incomparable empire aged, its unequaled strength and enviable glory waned to such an extent that most princes and members of the royal family found it difficult to sustain their lavish lifestyles and rich passions – the outstanding fortress soon horribly transformed into an overpopulated residential quarter with asymmetric and austerely embellished tiny buildings to house these regal personalities cropping up without any regard to the original plan that Shahjahan (reigned AD 1638-58) had so lovingly conceived and his descendants painstakingly maintained – apparently, most of these royal relatives took to architecture as a means to assert their dwindling authority and the arguable right to reside in the imposing fortress and hence undertook these misguided constructions which stuck out like sore thumbs in Shahjahan’s paradisaical setting.

In a move that would have had Shahjahan inconsolably turn in his grave and roll his eyes with grief, the last Mughal Emperor Sirajuddin Muhammad Bahadur Shah “Zafar” II (reigned AD 1837-57) had, in 1842, a red sandstone pleasure pavilion constructed in a massive tank in the center of the extensive waterway connecting the Sawan-Bhadon pavilions. He also commissioned two more threadbare simplistic structures christened Hira Mahal and Moti Mahal along the fortress' impressive peripheries from where they pensively overlooked river Yamuna that once languidly flowed immediately adjacent – while Moti Mahal was barbarically dismantled by British administrators following the First War of Independece/Sepoy Mutiny of 1857, Hira Mahal still exists and has been documented on this blog here – Pixelated Memories - Hira Mahal.


Zafar Mahal - The last Mughal's last commission


The contrasting red pavilion was accessed by means of a sandstone bridge that connected it to the tank periphery, however it has since collapsed along with much of the roof and floor of the pavilion. Formidable water jets were employed along its avenues, but these too have since irreversibly decayed and disappeared. That the new pavilion, unimaginatively named “Zafar Mahal”, is a striking piece of architecture consisting of small rooms built around a central hall, the entire distinguished edifice notably possessing exquisite stone lattice screens (“jaalis”) along its outer peripheries, and delineated from both its own roof and the high plinth on which it sits by means of wide protruding “chajjas” (eaves), might have been the last shred of relief that the mighty Shahjahan might have been afforded since soon thereafter the enviable fortress was sacked when the British took control of it following the defeat of the imperial forces in the disastrous events of 1857. In the rioting and wanton destruction that followed, hundreds of rebel Indian troops and most of the (seemingly blameless) royal family were executed, imprisoned or exiled; the otherworldly beautiful Jama Masjid mosque of Shahjahan was humiliatingly converted into a grotesque horse stable (refer Pixelated Memories - Jama Masjid), but the severest punishment was reserved for his gigantic fortress – the exquisite pleasure pavilions and the magnificent regal quarters were horrifically turned into Officers’ mess, majestic public buildings and their annexes were thoughtlessly blasted to smithereens, the famed Hayat-Baksh garden was brutally destroyed to raise monotonous soldiers’ barracks in its place, and lastly, unscrupulous agents were avariciously employed for looting and sale of the rich adornments that imparted the fine edifices their brilliance, and as Sawan and Bhadon can testify to with their bare, gaping artwork which once delectably sparkled with the twinkle of precious stones, even the colorful gemstones were carved out with knives from the wall niches which they so endearingly jeweled. Appallingly, these two pavilions were later converted into urinals for soldiers, while the impressive Zafar Mahal and its associated pool became a site for swimming contests!


Parched and sunburnt!


Gordon Sanderson (1886-1915), the celebrated Superintendent of the northern circle of Archaeological Survey of India, famously responsible for the conservation and restoration of several monuments of national importance, noted in his "Delhi Fort: A Guide to the Buildings and Gardens" –

“Many of the buildings were then sadly in need of repair; others were used as barrack rooms or stores, while the area in which they stood was cut up by modern roads, and disfigured by unsightly military buildings. The old levels of the ground had been obliterated and bewildered visitor to the palace of the ‘Great Mogul’ wandered aimlessly about from building to building” 

The colossal fortress today stands as a mere lifeless skeleton of its erstwhile glory; of the unparalleled fame that it once boasted of there is none now; the glimmering shimmer of candles and the multi-hued vibrance of flowers is long gone. Hundreds of thousands of tourists still flock to it every day, but the astonishment, the twinkle that once creeped into an onlooker’s eyes and left them bewitched has disappeared with the last of the Mughals. The seemingly unassailable empire which began with the march of the mighty Zahiruddin Muhammad Babur (reign AD 1526-30) from Afghanistan in the west ended with the demise of a heartbroken Bahadur Shah Zafar in Myanmar in the east.


Zafar Mahal, once upon a time (Photo courtesy - Jhss.org)


Zafar was left lamenting his punitive exile from his beloved country, penning his anguish thus –

“Lagta nahin hai jee mera ujare dayar mein, Kiski bani hai alam-e-na paayedar mein
Bulbul ko paasbaan se na saiyyad se gila, Qismat mein kaid likhi thi fasal-e-bahar mein
Keh do in hassraton se kahin or ja basen, Itni jagah kahan hai dil-e-daghdar mein
Ik shaakh-i-gul pe baith ke bulbul hai shadmaan, Kaante bicha diye hai dil-e-laalazaar mein
Umar-e-daraz maang ke laye the char din, Do aarzu mein kat gye do intezaar me
Din zindagi ke khatam hue sham ho gyi, Faila ke paon soyenge kunj-e-mazaar me
Kitna hi badnaseeb hai Zafar, dafan ke liye, Do gaz zameen bhi na mili ku-e-yaar mein”

“My heart has no repose in this despoiled land, Who has ever felt fulfilled in this futile world?
The nightingale complains about neither the sentinel nor the hunter,
Fate had decreed imprisonment during the harvest of spring
Tell these longings to dwell elsewhere, What place is there for them in this besmirched heart?
Sitting on a flowery branch the nightingale rejoices, strewing thorns in the garden of my heart
I asked for a long life, received four days, Two passed in desire, two in waiting.
The days of life are over, evening has fallen, I shall sleep, legs outstretched, in my tomb
How unfortunate is Zafar! For his burial not even two yards of land were to be had,
in the land of his beloved.”



Otherworldly magnificence, despite the physical assaults and the desecration


Location: Red Fort, Old Delhi (Shahjahanabad). The fortress, located at an extremity of the renowned Chandni Chowk street and connected to all parts of the city via regular bus and metro services, remains open everyday from 9 am to 6 pm, followed by a light-and-sound show.
Nearest Metro Station: Chandni Chowk
Nearest Bus stop: Red Fort
Nearest Railway Station: Purani Dilli
How to reach: The fortress is a mere half kilometer from the metro station and about a kilometer from the railway station. Walk from either of them. The bus stop is located immediately across it and is connected to all parts of the city via regular bus service. There are regular trains throughout the day to Purani Dilli on Delhi circular railway line and from the neighboring suburbs.
Entrance fees (inclusive of museum charges): Indians: Rs 15; Foreigners: Rs 250
Photography/video charges: Nil. Tripods not allowed without prior permission.
Relevant Links -
Composite post about the fortress complex - Pixelated Memories - Red Fort complex
Other edifices/museums located within the fortress complex -

  1. Pixelated Memories - Baoli, Red Fort complex
  2. Pixelated Memories - Chatta Chowk, Red Fort complex
  3. Pixelated Memories - Diwan-i-Am, Red Fort complex
  4. Pixelated Memories - Diwan-i-Khas, Red Fort complex
  5. Pixelated Memories - Freedom Fighter Museum and Salimgarh Fort complex
  6. Pixelated Memories - Hira Mahal, Red Fort complex
  7. Pixelated Memories - Khas Mahal, Red Fort complex
  8. Pixelated Memories - Mumtaz Mahal and Rang Mahal, Red Fort complex
  9. Pixelated Memories - Naubat Khana, Red Fort complex
  10. Pixelated Memories - Shah Burj and Burj-i-Shamli, Red Fort complex
Other monuments/landmarks located in the immediate vicinity -

October 25, 2011

Humayun's Tomb Complex, New Delhi


A teaser - How did the court attendant announcing the arrival of Emperor Humayun remember his full name and titles?? Why exactly did Humayun need so many titles??

Al-Sultan al-Azam wal Khaqan al-Mukarram, Jam-i-Sultanat-i-haqiqi wa Majazi, Saiyyid al-Salatin, Abdul Muzaffar Nasir ud-din Muhammad Humayun Padshah Ghazi, Zil-i-Ilahi 

Describing “the fortunate” Emperor, historian Lane Poole wrote that he “tumbled through life and tumbled out of it”, in reference to the former’s defeat at the hands of Sher Shah Suri in AD 1530 following which he lost the entire subcontinent along with the loyalty of his own brothers, then regained the kingdom in AD 1555 with the help of Shah Tahmasp (then Sultan of Persia), lorded from the fortress “Dinpanah” (“Asylum of the faithful”, now known as Old Fort/Purana Qila) that he had once so lovingly built but which was smitten to dust & re-commissioned by Sher Shah, and finally met his end the next year after rolling down the staircase of his library. Before his death, Humayun had become obsessed with a mystical verse that he claimed to have heard from a supernatural voice & used to repeat with great fervor –

“O Lord, of Thine infinite goodness make me thine own;
Make me a partner of the knowledge of Thy attributes;
O call to Thee The poor Madman; O grant me my release.”



The Emperor's mausoleum


According to traditional belief, the tomb of a saint (“Dargah”) confers sanctity on the surrounding areas, and therefore several Mughal princes & nobles opted to be buried in the vicinity of the tomb of Hazrat Nizamuddin Auliya, the patron saint of Delhi. In fact, around the dargah, within a radius of about a kilometre, are literally hundreds of graves. Guided by this belief, Humayun’s senior-most widow, Bega Begum (aka Haji Begum) commissioned the late Emperor’s massive sepulcher complex at its present location. Interestingly, following his death in January of 1556, Humayun was first buried within his fortress at Old Fort (refer Pixelated Memories - Old Fort); the body was exhumed and carried to Kalainur (Punjab) in order to safeguard it from the forces led by Hemu Vikramaditya who took advantage of Humayun’s sudden demise to capture much of the Northern territories – it was 13 years after the victory achieved by Humayun’s fourteen year old son Jalal-ud-din Akbar (ruled AD 1556-1605) and his general Bairam Khan in the Battle of Panipat (AD 1556) that the construction of Humayun’s tomb began in earnest in AD 1569; till then the body was reburied in Old Fort. The tomb was modeled after Gur-i-Amir, the tomb complex of Humayun’s ancestor Timur located in Samarkand, Uzbekistan and was constructed over a span of eight years at a cost of 1.5 million rupees by the Persian architect Mirak Mirza Ghiyas (Ghiyas, however, passed away after completing the designs and the actual construction was supervised by his son Saiyyid Muhammad ibn Mirak Ghiyas-ud-din).

Assimilating within its larger periphery some earlier structures too which have their own history & architectural significance, Humayun’s tomb complex is the most well-kept & splendid of the three UNESCO World Heritage Sites that exist in Delhi (the other two being Red Fort Complex & Qutb Complex, see links in the footer). Every single time that I've visited this magnificent garden complex, I’ve found something that I hadn't noticed in the past to admire & photograph – the huge complex is so vast that despite being there over 4 times in the past 2 years, am still not sure if I have seen everything that there is to be seen – interestingly, Humayun’s tomb, despite being the centerpiece and the first proper example of the Mughal architectural style & grandeur, is only a very small part of this massive funerary zone! I shall try to limit the photographs & description of the structures about which I have already written individualized posts in order to keep this article concise – please refer to the links given alongside each of the structures mentioned.


Close to nature, close to peace


Stepping into the lush, superbly maintained & handsomely tended gardens that define this striking complex, a visitor is left spellbound right at the ticket counter – Amaltas (Indian laburnum) trees laden with golden-yellow flowers flank the walkways; peeping through the traffic & framed by the golden floral burst is the brilliant blue dome of the beautiful little Sabz Burj tomb that exists majestically on a roundabout right outside the tomb-garden complex near the side perpendicular to the entrance (refer Pixelated Memories - Sabz Burj); thick & conical grow the Ashoka trees that adorn the gardens with their slender, green outgrowth; flowerbeds & trimmed hedges complement the symmetry of the structures & compete with them to draw a visitor’s attention. Though Sabz Burj too has been accepted & restored as part of the complex, the separation between the tomb & the larger complex because of the road passing in between means very few people actually stop to observe the former. They ought to, because it boasts an incredibly unique history of its own. 


Vibrance personified - Sabz Burj, as seen from within Humayun's tomb complex


Through the ticket counter and to the other side (tickets cost Rs 10 for citizens of India & some neighboring nations & Rs 250 for the rest), on the right side one notices a long stretch of rubble wall flanked with circular bastions, topped by thick kanguras (battlement-like ornamentation) and punctuated by a massive gateway with a glittering white dome visible in the background – welcome to Isa Khan Niazi’s tomb-mosque complex – a pre-existing tomb garden that was later incorporated into the scheme of Humayun’s resting ground. Isa Khan was a very influential warlord in the court of Sher Shah Suri (ruled AD 1530-45) & his son Islam Shah Suri (ruled AD 1545-54) – he had built his tomb & the associated raised mosque in 1547-48 while he was still alive. The graceful octagonal tomb displays fine examples of artistic workmanship –captivating floral and geometrical patterns in incised plasterwork, exquisite stone work & a finish of plaster and grey Delhi quartzite stone to flaunt a subdued flamboyance. The tomb garden also boasts of the earliest example of sunken gardens – an architectural style later copied by both Humayun’s Tomb & the famed Taj Mahal. More details & photographs of Isa Khan’s complex can be accessed here – Pixelated Memories - Isa Khan's Tomb Complex


The last of its kind - Isa Khan's mausoleum


If instead of turning towards Isa Khan’s complex, one had walked straight, one would come to Bi Halima’s enclosure – it is not known who Bi Halima was though general belief is that she was a lady in the harem of Zahir-ud-din Babur (Humayun’s father, ruled AD 1525-30) – the garden had existed way before Humayun’s Tomb was conceived – it was incorporated into the larger complex in such a way that today visitor’s exit the grand, cream-colored gateway of the complex to proceed towards Humayun’s Tomb instead of entering it to reach Bi Halima’s complex (that is, the gateway is entered in reverse). The mausoleum is a simple, squat rectangular structure built out of rubble & located towards a corner of the enclosure – entrances built next to the edges along each face of the tomb permit entry to the passageways built around the central portion of the tomb where the grave(s) must be located. Refer Pixelated Memories - Bi Halima's complex


Modest - Bi Halima's unique sepulchre


Exploring further along the enclosure, slender chattris (domes mounted on pillars) dominate the rubble periphery that marks the limits of the expansive complex – ornamented with brilliant blue tiles & reached by a flight of stairs, the chattris were perhaps once meant to station guards (Humayun’s tomb once had fine Oriental rugs, expensive tapestries, exquisite chandeliers & other treasures including the Emperor’s sword and turban – an invitation for thieves, especially in times of trouble & turmoil). There is a small chamber too underneath each chattri – now threadbare with even the rubble showing from underneath the plasterwork on the inside. 


Rarely noticed!


Through Bi Halima’s entrance, one has the option of either walking straight to the square complex that makes up Humayun’s tomb gardens or turning right to reach what is known as Arab Serai – I decided to go towards the latter first, keeping the best for the last! The Arab Serai (“Persian inn”, refer Pixelated Memories - Arab Serai), as the name suggests, was a large inn built for some 300 Persian artisans & craftsmen (some believe it was 300 reciters of the holy Quran) that Bega Begum had brought with her to work on her husband’s (& later her too) mausoleum – though now mostly in ruins, the inn still retains its massive grey quartzite gateway that displays medallions, jharokhas (overhanging windows), mesmerizing artwork in enameled tiles & red sandstone finish. Some of the cells that were built into the periphery walls can also be deciphered. 


Arab Serai - If the gateway is this massive, imagine the scale of the inn!!


Next to Arab Serai’s grounds is located another tomb-mosque complex – this one belongs to some unknown officer in the army of Emperor Akbar & is simply referred to as Afsarwala Tomb & Mosque – both structures stand on a high plinth & complement each other (See photographs here - Pixelated Memories - Afsarwala Mosque & Tomb Complex). The mosque has lost almost all of its original plasterwork and stands rubble-faced, while the tomb was layered with reddish-orange sandstone slabs. The interior decorations too now exist in patches in both these structures; however they still present a picture of striking grace despite their enchanting modesty. The serai also accommodated travelers enroute from eastern frontiers of the subcontinent to Delhi & the western frontiers along the Grand Trunk road (about which you can read in detail here - Pixelated Memories - Kos Minar, Faridabad


The gardens and the tomb-mosque duo at Afsarwala complex


Close to Afsarwala is another walled-in complex referred to as Mihr Banu’s bazaar (market). Though visitor entry to this part of the complex is prohibited and guards stand duty at all hours, I was able to sneak in the complex & photograph the structures within. The market had existed alongside Arab Serai and was a flourishing center of trade catering to the needs of the craftsmen residing there but the gateway was built by Mihr Banu, the chief eunuch at the court of Emperor Jahangir (ruled AD 1605-27), around the year 1620. A baoli (step-well) was the primary source of drinking water to the traders in this bazaar – today, the baoli exists along an extremity of the tomb complex with the rubble periphery walls marking its one end & high rise apartments of the posh Nizamuddin (West) colony overlooking it. 


Forgotten corner - Mihr Banu's gateway


Rows of arcade cells (punctuated by gaps that were either originally intended or came into being due to the collapse of some of the cells) can also be observed. What cannot be seen are the visitors – the area is in total lockdown, nobody comes here anymore & there are only swarms of pigeons for company. An important facet of this bazaar’s history is that once it was a bustling center of commerce & livelihood but the residents were moved out by a Colonel Young of the British Army in early 20th century for unknown reasons – the inhabitants established a new colony nearby christened “Youngpura” which still exists, though with a corrupted version of its original name – “Jangpura”. 


The original Jangpura??


Done with all these auxiliary structures, I headed down to the Emperor’s magnificent tomb; it would take me 4 visits to photograph all the structures completely & an additional visit to just explore the tomb in its full glory & detail. The square garden in which sits Humayun’s tomb is entered through a lofty double-storey gateway referred to as “Western Gate”. An identical gate exists along the south side of the garden too & made the original entryway to the tomb complex; however it was closed down after residential quarters and a railway line came up alongside and since then the western gateway has functioned as the primary entrance. Both gates are around 16 meters high with rooms on either side of the passage and small courtyards on the upper floors. The gateways are faced with grey quartzite & dressed with red sandstone; six-sided stars, used as ornamental cosmic symbols, form the adornments. The stairs to the upper floors are locked & visitors are watched over by guards seated on the balconies. A small exhibit inside the Western Gate details the aspects of Humayun's Tomb complex, nearby tombs & short history of Humayun's rule. From beyond the gate, a wide path with a water channel flowing down its center leads to the tomb. 


The Western Gateway


First, a word about the vastness of Humayun’s tomb. The captivating tomb sits on a plinth about 21 feet (7 meters) high; such is its grandeur that every first-time visitor stops to admire the grand mausoleum with their breath struck in their throat. The scale of the tomb can be imagined from the fact that the plinth level itself is made up of large cells (locked for visitor entry) – the beautiful wooden doorways of these cells were burnt for warmth by the refugees who had holed up in the complex during the India-Pakistan partition of 1947. The top of the humongous dome reaches 140 feet from the ground. The dome is double-layered; the outer layer supports the white marble exteriors, while the inner defines the ample interiors. The red sandstone clad square tomb is ornamented with white marble that offers stark color contrast but still presents a picture of harmony & symbiosis. The unique brass finial over the dome is 6 meters high, almost 3 times my height!! The imposing red-white structure acts as a magnet to pull awestruck visitors towards itself. 


Formal and magnificent


The tomb chamber is inspired by Persian style of architecture and can only be entered from the southern side, aligned to the southern gateway of the garden enclosure (the original entrance). The anteroom displays highly detailed and exquisite patterns along the roof – these patterns were all but lost with time till the Aga Khan Trust for Culture decided to step in and restore the tomb complex along with the nearby Nizamuddin Basti and Sunder Nursery area (more on that later). The central chamber is huge & so high that I could not squeeze it into a single photograph. It contains only the cenotaph of the Emperor (the real grave, however, lies in a basement chamber directly underneath the cenotaph). Black & white star patterns in marble adorn the ground around the sarcophagus while intricately carved stone jalis (lattice work) acts as windows. 


Here rests Humayun "the fortunate"


The central chamber is flanked by rooms along its diagonals which are comparatively smaller & led to by low passages. These chambers contain more than one grave – one of the rooms houses the mortal remains of Humayun’s wives while another houses those of his sons (so I was told by a man who claimed to be an ASI caretaker). These graves were added later, though the tomb was always intended to have these rooms for future burials – in fact, so many of the later Mughals decided to be buried here that the complex came to be known as the royal burial ground – even the plinth level outside the main tomb is dotted by scores of graves, some of them near ruined, others in an enviable pristine condition – prominent among those buried here are Bega Begum, Hamida Banu Begum (Humayun’s favorite wife), Dara Shukoh (eldest son of Shahjahan (ruled AD 1627-58) and the great-great-grandson of Humayun) and Emperors Jahandar Shah (ruled AD 1712-13), Farrukhsiyar (ruled AD 1713-19), Rafi Ul-Darjat (ruled AD 1719), Shahjahan II (ruled AD 1719) and Alamgir II (ruled AD 1754-59). None of these graves possess any inscription for the identification of the personage interred & hence most of them remain unknown – a majority of the cenotaphs are only marked with symbols to mark the sex of the occupant – a wedge indicates male, a writing slate indicates female. 


Strikingly graceful - One of the side chambers adjacent to the central burial chamber


The tomb is set in the center of a garden in the classical Mughal charbagh pattern with waterways and walkways dividing the larger square garden into smaller squares – the charbagh is supposed to be an architectural imitation of the Islamic rendition of paradise, thereby conferring a next-to-God status to the Emperor (as is apparent from the title “Zil-i-Ilahi”, “Shadow of God”). The charbagh pattern was later adopted in Taj Mahal of Agra, commissioned by Humayun’s great-grandson Shahjahan and considered to be the pinnacle of Mughal architectural and artistic sensibilities – in fact, most of Taj Mahal’s plan is based on Humayun’s tomb and it’s easy to imagine the tomb as a red Taj Mahal, sans the corner minarets of course. The river Yamuna used to flow along one of the sides of the complex and if one heads back to the periphery walls behind the tomb, one can gaze down to see the high rubble walls that must have once acted as an embankment against the terrific drift of the river. Nearby (but outside the complex) stands Nila Gumbad, a beautiful tomb about which you can read here - Pixelated Memories - Nila Gumbad. Walking along this back side, one can notice large wells & staircases (now grilled) leading to subterranean chambers (Are there tunnels here?? Leading where??). The pristine white Yamuna pavilion exists along this wall too – at one time this pavilion employed Persian wheels to lift the water from the river to feed the water channels in the charbagh – with the Yamuna having changed its course a long time back and the pavilion non-functional, even its walls with their red paintwork designs and arches appears parched. Though the absence of an associated mosque next to Humayun’s tomb is often talked about, most historians & photographers seem to forget or do not notice the large wall mosque (Qibla) that rests on a raised platform near the South gateway – the Qibla even has chambers underneath the platform, though sadly these too have been grilled & locked. 


Parched and desolate - The Yamuna pavilion


Located very close to Humayun’s tomb is the Barber's Tomb (“Nai ka Gumbad”, refer Pixelated Memories - Barber's Tomb) datable to 1590-91 AD. It is not known who is buried in this tomb – there are two graves inside, both inscribed with verses from The Quran. This is the only structure that was built so close to the Emperor’s mausoleum, indicating some highly esteemed personage is buried here, however the name “Barber’s Tomb” gives no indication of the same. 


Sleek and graceful - A barber's tomb??


If one makes the effort of circumambulating the entire complex, one will discover several forgotten gems – for instance, there is the Chilgah pavilion, the oldest structure in the entire complex, that connects the tomb complex with Chila-Khanqah Nizamuddin, Hazrat Nizamuddin’s spiritual residence – I had not even imagined that these two far flung structures could be connected physically since the Chila-Khanqah is right next to the Nizamuddin Railway Station and the tomb complex some 2-3 kilometers away! And yet here we are, though the pavilion itself is in ruins and stripped to the rubble skeleton, it still retains the original stone jaalis as well as a colonnaded verandah from where one would have looked down to the Chila-Khanqah as well as the fast-flowing Yamuna next to it (now the pearly glistening Gurudwara Damdama Sahib stands in its place). A grilled doorway leads right to Nizamuddin’s living quarters which you can see in this separate post Pixelated Memories - Chila-Khanqah Nizamuddin


Ruined and isolated - The Chilgah pavilion


Not very far from the Chilgah pavilion is another pavilion (often confused with a “hammam”/royal bath house) referred to as “North pavilion” since its built in the northern wall, painted white throughout with red paintwork designs relieving the monotony, that lifts water from a well outside the complex periphery. The water runs down an incline layered with stone in horizontal zigzag patterns to fall into a crystal clear hexagonal tank before snaking its way into the channels – the sunlight reflecting in the tank is caught to shine into numerous surrealistic patterns that gladden the heart & moisten the area around. 


The North pavilion, view from outside the tomb complex walls (I was able to convince the guard to open the gate adjacent for a few moments - this pavilion can also be seen from the service road leading from Nizamuddin Railway Station to the complex entry)


The gardens encapsulating the numerous structures within their folds have been maintained very well by the authorities and give us a glimpse of what the complex would have looked like in the distant past. Interestingly, hearsay is that the tomb complex is haunted by spirits that can be heard laughing and shrieking at dusk – why do the ghosts of Delhi hate me? Why can’t I ever experience paranormal activities? I intend to carry an Ouija board next time I visit the complex grounds!

Enshrined in the UNESCO World Heritage list, Humayun’s tomb complex was also the site where the last Mughal Emperor Bahadur Shah “Zafar” II had taken refuge and was captured from along with his sons and grandson following the failed First War of Independence (Sepoy Mutiny, 1857). 


Captivating symmetry - One of the high arches ("Iwan") of the tomb


The ethereal tomb complex comes out as a zone of unhindered splendor and unabashed flamboyance, an oasis of peace and tranquility, something that is increasingly becoming difficult to find in the noisy and fume-choked national capital. The complex warrants a visit for the sake of its artistic and architectural merit, if not for its historical background - the whole place is literally strewn with history & stories of Mughal kings, princes, generals and even barbers!

About Aga Khan Trust for Culture (AKTC) and their Humayun’s Tomb Complex – Nizamuddin Basti – Sunderwala Nursery Project – AKTC has done commendable work in restoring the monuments and developing the area around the complex. In the first ever public-private partnership funded by the Aga Khan Trust (AKT), Sir Dorabji Tata Trust, Oberoi Group of Hotels, World Monuments Fund and Ford Foundation and monitored both by Archaeological Survey of India (ASI) and Indian National Trust for Conservation of Arts and Cultural Heritage (INTACH), the AKTC, led by its relentless team and foremost conservation architect Ratish Nanda, has brought about sweeping changes in the way heritage structures are restored and maintained in the country – rather than focusing on structural/artistic additions to recreate the lost aura, the AKTC artists instead focused on restoring the patterns that were still visible and conserving them for future generations to admire. The conservation work saw digging of Isa Khan’s sunken garden along with the restoration of the tomb and mosque, the replacement of concrete and cement that was added in previous restoration efforts with traditional limestone plaster, addition of wooden doors in place of the ones burnt by 1947 partition refugees at the plinth level of Humayun’s tomb, replacement of broken tiles and sandstone slabs, replanting of the garden beds, precise restoration of the waterways, night time illumination of the structures and recreating original patterns that adorned the interiors of Humayun’s tomb as well as the other monuments. In fact, a chandelier was specially ordered to be handcrafted and flown in from Egypt (the art of making such chandeliers has been lost in India) to hang over the Emperor’s cenotaph where once hung the original chandelier (stolen in 1857 turmoil along with the other valuables). 


Best for the last - Intricate artwork on the roof of the ante chamber leading to Humayun's cenotaph, recently restored by AKTC


AKTC also ensured that local artists and craftsmen from different parts of the country were trained in Mughal and Persian techniques for making glazed tiles, sandstone jaalis and such – training workshops were conducted; also run are schools for children and classes to train youngsters as guides in the adjacent Nizamuddin Basti area. AKTC is currently working on Sunder Nursery opposite Humayun’s tomb complex entrance (Sunderwala Mahal and Gumbad), Nila Gumbad next to Hazrat Nizamuddin Railway Station, Bada and Chota Batashewala Mahals near Chila-Khanqah Nizamuddin and Nizamuddin Dargah baoli. Now it is for agencies like ASI & INTACH to carry AKTC’s legacy forward – a monumental task indeed, but accomplishable.

Open: All days, 8 am - 6 pm
Nearest Metro Station: Jangpura
Nearest Railway Station: Hazrat Nizamuddin Station
How to reach: Take an auto from either the metro station or the railway station. The young can prefer to walk, the distance being roughly 2km in either case.
Entrance Fee: (Children up to 15 years free)
Citizens of India and visitors from Bangladesh, Nepal, Bhutan, Sri Lanka, Pakistan, Maldives, Afghanistan Thailand and Myanmar - Rs 10; Others - US $5 or Indian Rs 250
Photography/Video charges: Nil
Time required for sightseeing: 4 hrs+
Structures within Humayun's Tomb complex - 
Other monuments mentioned in this article - 
Suggested Reading - 
  1. Archnet.org - Humayun's Tomb
  2. Archnet.org - (pdf download) "A tomb brought to life" by Ratish Nanda
  3. Archnet.org - (pdf download) AKTC Programme Brief - The revitalisation of the gardens of Emperor Humayun's tomb (2003)
  4. Blog.lindsaywashere.com - Mihr Banu's market and gate
  5. Books.google.co.in - Excerpt "Arab Serai" from "The Splendour of Lodi Road: My brush with heritage" by Ravi Batra
  6. Dnaindia.com - Article "Humayun's Tomb redone with Mughal techniques" (dated Sep 17, 2013)
  7. Hindu.com - Article "Mausoleum that Humayun never built" (dated Apr 28, 2003)
  8. Hindu.com - Article "Paradise comes calling!" (dated Jan 29, 2004) by Firoz Bakht Ahmed
  9. Facebook.com - Humayun's Tomb - Nizamuddin Basti Urban Renewal Initiative
  10. Nytimes.com - Article "On the verge; A Mughal Splendor Regained" (dated September 29, 2002) by Celia W. Dugger
  11. Timesofindia.indiatimes.com - Article "At Humayun's tomb, weight is off" (dated July 09, 2009) by Richi Verma
  12. Timesofindia.indiatimes.com - Article "Grand makeover for Humayun’s Tomb" (dated Sep 15, 2013) by Richi Verma
  13. Timesofindia.indiatimes.com - Article "Like Taj Mahal, Humayun’s Tomb gets Egyptian lamps" (dated Sep 8, 2013) by Richi Verma
  14. Wikipedia.org - Humayun
  15. Wikipedia.org - Humayun's Tomb
Re-edit - November 2013