Mir Khalil, an officer in the Mughal bureaucracy was sent to the Deccan in the year 1649-50 as the Chief of the Artillery. In his harem, he held a ravishing beauty, Zainabadi by name, who was known to mesmerize the senses through her skills in music and the art of blandishment.
One day Prince Aurangzeb, who was then serving as the governor
of Deccan, went to the Ahu-Khana (deer park) of Burhanpur with an
entourage of his concubines for a stroll. Zainabadi was there too; she
had come along with Mir Khalil’s wife (who also happened to be the prince’s maternal
aunt). Brimming with mirth and amorous charm, she leapt up and plucked a fruit,
unaware that the prince was present there and watching her. In the usual course,
failing to display proper respect for a member of the royal family would invite
swift punishment and chastisement. But in this instance, it was the prince who
was robbed of his equanimity and self-control. From that day he could not stop
thinking of the heavenly beauty he had seen at the deer park. All his continence
and temperance, and training in pure theology failed to curb this infatuation. Like
a shameless paramour, the royal prince began to appear at his maternal aunt’s residence,
requesting her to see Zainabadi.
The aunt, when she heard about the whole affair, almost lost consciousness, and her ability to speak. What a scandal! That
a prince should desire his maternal uncle’s concubine. She said to Aurangzeb one day, ‘Why
not sacrifice me instead prince? You know your uncle is a bloodthirsty man.
When he hears of this, first he will murder me and then he would murder Hira
Bai (Zainabadi). The prince returned without replying. But from that
day he lost his appetite and barely stepped out of his house. His closest confidant
and friend, Murshid Quli Khan, who was also the Diwan of Deccan, could no
longer watch his prince like this and decided to take matters into his own
hands. He said to Aurangzeb, ‘Let me dispatch him (murder him). The blame for
it would fall on me, but at least my friend would be united with his love.’ The
prince commended Murshid Quli Khan for his loyalty but murdering a close family
member over a woman was out of the question.
The news of this scandal had already reached Shah Jahan. His
elder brother Dara Shukoh, who was a rival contender to the throne, would never
let go of an opportunity like this. He took full advantage of this scandal,
putting on an act of being utterly shocked in the darbar and saying to the
emperor, ‘See the piety and abstinence of this hypocritical knave! He has gone
to the dogs for the sake of a wench of his aunt’s household.’
Nevertheless, Aurangzeb’s friend Murshid Quli Khan went to see
Mir Khalil and told him everything. He replied, ‘Convey my salaam to the prince;
I shall give the answer to this to his maternal aunt’. The very next moment he
went to his wife and said, ‘What harm is there in it? Let him send his own
concubine Chattar Bai to me, in exchange for Hira Bai’. Listening
to this his wife almost fainted once again. Asking for the prince’s concubine in
exchange! She begged him not to say such things, but he insisted and said, ‘Go
quickly, if you love your life.’ She had no choice but to go to Aurangzeb and
state Mir Khalil's condition. But contrary to her expectation the prince
was highly pleased. He cried out, ‘What of one? Ask him to take all of them!’
The aunt sent a report of this conversation to her husband through a eunuch. Mir
Khalil, when he listened to what the prince had said, replied to the eunuch, ‘Now
there is no curtain to hide behind. The prince has lost his sense of honour
altogether’. Hira Bai was immediately sent to Aurangzeb without any further
word.
As chance would have it, the divine beauty passed away in the
spring of her life and left prince Aurangzeb seared with the pain of
bereavement.
For a while after her death, the prince would go out for
hunts to forget his grief. But his agitated heart would not let him focus on
anything. Mir Askari, who was in attendance secured a private audience and remonstrated,
‘What wisdom is there in resolving to hunt in this disturbed state?’
The prince replied in verse,
“Lamenting inside the house does not relieve the
heart,
In solitude alone can one cry to one’s heart’s content.”
Aquil Khan recited the following couplet (of his own
composition) as apt for the occasion:
“Love seems easy, but alas how hard it is
Separation was hard, but what a repose for the beloved it is”
Listening to these lines the prince could not hold back his
tears; he committed the verse to his memory.
Bibliography
History of Aurangzeb, Vol. 1, Sir Jadunath Sarkar, S C Sarkar and Sons Ltd, Calcutta, 1925
Anecdotes of Aurangzeb, Sir Jadunath Sarkar, M C Sarkar and Sons, Calcutta, 1917
It was a great experience to read it.
ReplyDeleteThe matter itself is quite attractive,
Your writing style too is so binding one, it does allow the reader to skip any sentence.
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