The book of Gujarat opens with two cantos. The first, the great mercantile ethos, is a civilisational legend. The second, the equally great amnesia, survives in few memories. The first is about the business tycoons Gujarat is proud of, the second about the danseuses who could not become the state’s mascot. One is about the men who established oil refineries and ports, the second is about the men who founded academic and scientific institutions. The first tells us what Gujarat is, the second what it could have been.