And the earth turned into red-flowery colour all around.(162)
When the blood-sucking daggers struck out,
The shrieks flowed from the war-zones.(163)
When two of the steadfast warriors on the horsebacks entered the fighting,
There was lighting all around.(164)
The way a Sraphil Angel appears and it becomes boisterous all over,
(Same way) the enemy was confused and disrupted.(165)
When it was raucous all around,
The soldiers’ arms flickered in anger.(166)
The shinning ground turned and looked as if painted in red,
The floor of a school with children reading sitting on top.(167)
Such a great number were killed,
That they could not be enumerated.(168)
The king of Mayindra ran away,
As most of his army was decimated.(169)
The Minister’s daughter pursued him,
Caught him, tied him and made him prisoner.(170)
She brought the King (Mayindra) to the ruler,
And said, ‘Oh, you the king of kings,(171)
‘He is the King of Mayindra,
‘Whom I have brought to you tied up.(172)
‘If you order, I would kill him,
‘Or I would imprison him under lock and key.’(173)
He was despatched to the big prison,
And his canopy of the authority of ruling was snatched away.(174)
With the benevolence of the Provider, she attained the monarchy,
After tearing off so many other sovereigns.(175)
Whosoever performs the deeds with such zeal,
He is bestowed with His beneficence.(176)
The princess became the consort of the ruler,
As she attained the kingdom with godly compassion.(177)
(The Poet says), ‘Oh, Saki, give me the cup full of green liquid,
‘So that I may keep the secret enshroud.(178)
‘Oh Saki! Give me the greenish wine of Europe,
‘Which I may need on the day of war.(179)(10)
The Lord is One and the Victory is of the True Guru.
You are the guide of us who are trodden,
And you are the rejuvenator of the hapless ones.(1)
You grant kingdom even to non-aspirants,
The Heaven and the Earth, all function under Your command.(2)
Here now is the tale of the king of Kalandhar,
Who had built a monumental gateway.(3)
He had a son who excelled in handsomeness,
And whose intellect made him worthy of managing his countries’ affairs.(4)
At the same place, there was a daughter of a tycoon,
She was as delicate as the leaves of a jasmine.(5)
That daughter fell in love with the son of the king,
As much as the moon falls for the sun.(6)