And obey us all. 6.
After reading the letter (all) became fools
And came together with a barat.
When they came to Bhadra Sen's town,
Then the queen said thus.7.
Come here one by one
And worship my (own) feet.
After them, the king himself should come
And Surya should take art and go home. 8.
This is the custom of our house
By doing which (it) cannot be removed.
First one warrior should come
And after that bring the king. 9.
One by one Sau came there.
The woman killed them after putting a noose on them.
She would kill one and throw it away
(And then) she would kill the other in the same way. 10.
Killed all the heroes first
And killed and threw it in the ditches.
After them, the king was called.
Rani put a noose around his neck and killed him. 11.
dual:
First they killed all the warriors and then they beat the king.
He looted all the remaining army. 12.
After killing all the enemies, he placed his son on the throne.
Then, after beating the drum, I burnt her with her husband's fante (head covering). 13.
Here ends the 163rd chapter of Mantri Bhup Samvad of Tria Charitra of Sri Charitropakhyan, all is auspicious. 163.3237. goes on
twenty four:
Uday Puri (related to) Khurram's (Shah Jahan) wife
The king was dearer than mortals.
His mouth used to dry up while pleasing him
And fearing him, he did not even look at anyone else. 1.
One day Begum went to the garden
Taking sixteen hundred friends with him.
(There) he saw a handsome man
(Then that) woman forgot all the pure wisdom. 2.
dual:
(One of the Begum's) was a sakhi named Joban Kuari, called her.
Uday Puri (Begum) explained everything to him. 3.
Self:
(You) don't care about Shahjahan at all, you will rob me of all the wealth I have.
By tearing the clothes and being unarmoured, I will remove (the sandalwood paste) and take Bibhuta Mal.
Who should I talk to, I have no one but you to whom I can share my heartache.
If God had given me wings, I would have flown to meet my beloved seeing you. 4.
Of what use is the love made with him, if the friend does not come to the friend.
Let him share the pain of his heart with him, consider that pain as his own pain and quench it with water (of the eyes).
I am stuck with my beloved, no matter what anyone says to me.
Sakhi! I will be the slave of his slaves, whosoever brings me a lover. 5.