How cruel, tyrant and vindictive the Ruhilah was? He blinded the Mughal Emperor with the point of his dagger.

The tyrant ordered members of the royal household to dance. This tyranny was no less than the Judgment Day’s signal.

For the delicate ladies of the royal household it was utterly impossible to comply with this shameless order.

Ah! The merciless one made them the means of pleasure; whose beauty had been veiled from sun’s, moon’s and stars.

The feeble hearts were throbbing, the feet were forced to move; a river of blood was flowing from the wet eyes of the princesses.

For some time his eyes remained thus absorbed in seeing; in confusion he freed his head from the load of Mighfar. (Mighfar: This is the head covering worn under the helmet. It is also used as a helmet.)

He untied the deadly, fire-spitting sword from the waist; whose sharpness was a source of luminescence to the stars.

He put the dagger in front, and lied down in some thought: Sleep was demanding rest from the red eyes so to say.

The water of sleep extinguished the embers of his eyes; the tyrant’s sight became ashamed of the painful spectacle!

He got up and started saying this to Taimur’s household: ‘You should have no complaint against your fate’.

My sleeping in the couch was a mere show, an affectation; because stupor is foreign to the dignity of fighters.

It was my intention that some daughter of Taimur considering me unconscious might kill me with my own dagger.

But at last this secret has dawned to the whole world: Concern for honor has departed from Taimur’s household’