Reading Kohinoor, William Dalrymple and Anita Anands historical thriller on the one precious stone that looms so large in the subcontinents legend, I am struck by a feeling of immense sadness. And not for the famous diamond. Rather, the story of the Koh-i-noor is that of a tragic tableau of human follies, greed and suffering. I think of the destruction of Delhi at the hands of Nader Shah and Ahmad Shah Abdali, or the long fade of Afghan culture and learning with the demise of the Durrani kingdom, and the exploitation of Maharajah Duleep Singh and his redoubtable mother Rani Jindan at the hands of the British. Kohinoor, for all that its the story of a large diamond, is ultimately the story of the civilisational decline of South Asia. From Dalrymple and Anands fast-paced narrative, it would seem that the so-called curse of the Koh-i-noor didnt just affect specific individuals, but entire cultures. And, the story begins with the Mughals.