Edwina Nehru Love Special Sweet, Will be Tactful Help- Mountbatten.

Though it may not be polite to write about the personal affairs of a Public figure, I am compelled to write on Nehru as he more or less ran India as his fiefdom and his heirs till about Seven years ago, though elected democratically, were ruling, I repeat Ruling India. He was / is being described as to give the impression that he alone,along with Gandhi was responsible for India attaining independence.He is touted as a great literatuer, a visionary and a man who projected India as a modern power to the world.Excepting the fact that he was the man who gave priority to Industry,many would say at the cost of Agriculture, I do not see anything he has done more that a Prime Minister ought to have done.His much touted foreign policy satisfied his ego and India was considered as a vassal of the British among the comity of Nations.

Instead getting independence for India, he accepted the Dominion status .Though he was furious initially for the Mountbatten Plan of dividing India and Pakistan as Dominions,he agreed to it because Edwina Mountbatten wife of Mountbatten are him agree to the plan .So it becomes necessary to find out how influential was Edwina in determining the fate of India and the kind of relationship she had with Nehru with the full knowledge and connivance of her husband Mountbatten and his family, including his daughter! So the motivation behind the acts Nehru and his relationships are to be made public as his actions had affected the fate of a Country.

India Remembered is an inside account of the events leading up to Indian Independence released on its 60th anniversary. It is authored by a Mountbatten, the family that played such a pivotal role in the attainment of Independence and the paroxysms of Partition. Pamela Mountbatten, daughter of Lord Mountbatten, the last Viceroy of India, was 17 when she arrived in India in 1947 with her parents, who immediately plunged into hectic negotiations with Indian leaders in the desperate race to meet the deadline of August 15. She spent 15 months in what is now Rashtrapati Bhawan with a front row seat to history-in-themaking. This book is culled from the diaries she kept as well as those of her parents. There is also a foreword by India Hicks, Pamela’s daughter, who adds her own experience of the country she was named after.

Citation towards the close of the post.
  • My mother had already had lovers. My father was inured to it. It broke his heart the first time, but it was somehow different with Nehru. He wrote to my sister in June 1948: ‘She and Jawaharlal are so sweet together… Pammy and I are doing everything we can to be tactful and help….’ So there existed a happy three-some based on firm understanding on all sides.
  • The relationship remained platonic but it was a deep love. And although it was not physical, it was no less binding for that. It would last until death. They met about twice a year. She would include a visit to India in her overseas tours on behalf of the St John Ambulance Brigade and the Save the Children Fund…. Panditji would come to London for the Commonwealth Prime Ministers’ conferences. He would always come down to Broadlands, our house in Hampshire, for a weekend. We kept a little grey mare for him so that he could come out riding with us.
  • My mother was on an overseas tour in 1960… when her heart gave out and she died in her sleep aged fifty-eight. A packet of letters from Panditji was found by her bedside. In her will she left the whole collection of letters to my father. A suitcase was crammed full of them. My father was almost certain that there would be nothing in the letters to wound him. However, a tiny doubt caused him to ask me to read the letters first. I was happy to be able to reassure him. They were remarkable letters, but contained nothing to hurt him.
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