‘No one could dare to take away those horses,
‘But you gave her one yourself.(55)
‘Why, sire, did you take an oblivious decision.
‘Rahu, she had stolen but you gave her Surahu yourself.’(56)
Both the horses she took away,
And, with godly compassion, she handed over them to her friend.(57)
He married her and brought her home,
And, with celestial grace, full-filled his promise.(58)
(The Poet says), ‘Give me the cup full of liquidated poppy-husk,
‘Which may help me at the time of struggle.(59)
‘Also it is reliable to beat the enemy.
‘Even one sip of this makes one feel like an elephant.’(60)(11)
The Lord is One and the Victory is of the True Guru.
He is blissful and endows abundance of amenities
He is nurturer and emancipators(1)
He is compassionate and provider of shelter
He is magnanimous and knows all in the earth and heavens(2)
I have heard a Tale at the lofty Khaiber Mountains
There lived a Pathan whose name was Raheem(3)
He had a wife who was as delightful as moon
Her looks alone were homicidal for many a Princes(4)
Like the clouds of rainy-season
her eyelashes had electrifying effect Which struck them (the princes) like arrows(5)
The shine from her face made them to forget even the moon
To all the Princes she was epitome of the garden in the spring(6)
Her eyelids were twined like a bow
And they shot out calamitous arrows(7)
Her looks accorded the ecstasy of wine
And as well as desolated the blooming gardens(8)
She was ravishingly beautiful and surpassed all norms of exquisiteness
She was graceful no doubt but she possessed archaic thought(9)
There lived a Pathan
called Hassan Khan at the same place The wisdom of his thought was quite mature(10)
They both loved each other so much
That even Majnu (Romeo) and Laila (Juliet) would have been envious of them(11)
The love in them became so intense
That they lost the control of reins and stirrups(12)
She invited him home all alone
And seeing him she was over-powered with lust(13)
When eating and drinking
two three and four months had passed by One of their enemies informed the Master(14)
Raheem Khan Pathan flew into rage
And roaring drew his sword from the scabbard(15)
When she received the news that her husband was coming
She killed that man with a sword(16)
She put his meat in a saucepan
added spices And put it on fire(17)
She served that cooked meat to her husband
With what was left over she entertained the servants(18)