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SUNDRI
by Bhai Sahib Bhai Vir Singh |

Translation by
Bimal Kaur
PART I
In a remote corner of Punjab,
there was a small village, surrounded by rich green fields. At a short distance, there was
a thick forest, which had a large pool in it. This was used as a watering hole by the wild
animals. So it had become a favorite hunting ground, and a lot of people used to come
there looking for prey.
On the out skirts of the village along the main road
lived a rich farmer called Sharma. His married daughter was to go to her in-laws place and
the whole house was full of people and the smell of delicacies being prepared. The shadows
grew long as evening approached and a slight breeze began to blow.
The young girl, whose name was Saraswati went into the open yard behind her house when
her friends were playing.
Like a flock of birds they chattered, sometimes bursting into song while they clapped
and danced. Saraswati was the most beautiful of all of them, and when they saw her they
made a circle around her, and began to sing. Nearby was a grinding stone with a wooden
pole, in which some women had put rice to de-husk it. The 'Thump! Thump!' of the pole
became like a drum beat to the song and they were soon lost in the beauty and
poignancy of the words relating the closeness between mothers and daughters.
When the song ended, the girls were horrified to see a young Mughal soldier on a horse.
He had probably been attracted by the singing. Now he sat astride his horse and stand
unblinkingly at Saraswati. The girls were completely unnerved and looked as if turned to
stone.
The young Mughal moved forward suddenly, and grabbing Saraswati's tender wrist pulled
her forward and lifting her on to the horse, rode off and soon vanished from sight.
Hearing Saraswatis agonized screams and the shrieks of her friends, the family
members and other villagers rushed to the spot. Everyone heard the shocking story. But no
one came forward to go to the young girls rescue. No one had the courage.
After a lot of discussion, it was decided that the girl's father, brother and husband
should go to the Mughal's camp and beg him to let the girl go. Maybe he would take pity
and give in to their pleadings.
. . . Continued to Part 2
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