Colonial power was at its height and in nineteenth-century Shimla, flocked dashing young men were seeking their fortunes. Here came ‘Grass Widows’, married ladies escaping both the heat and their husbands – and quite amenable ‘to a little something’ and ‘a someone’ to keep them entertained. The finer specimens of the ‘Fishing Fleet’ wound their way up the narrow mountain paths in search of husbands. There was the enigmatic club of ‘Black Hearts’ whose members could not commit the offence of ‘living in open matrimony.’ Whiffs of scandal floated as freely as Shimla’s mists. It needed a warehouse to contain all this; along came ‘Scandal Point’.