|


 |
SUNDRI
by Bhai Sahib Bhai Vir Singh |

Translation by
Bimal Kaur
PART XVI
The Nawab
was enraged to see the fear and desperation on the woman's face. Catching
her wrist in a fierce grip he began to speak, "Ah - a - ah" but only
strangled sounds could be heard as a strong hand gripped his throat.
From
the village came loud noises as of fierce fighting and in a short while more
Sikhs rushed into the palace. They caught hold of the Nawab and tied him up.
The women-folk sat around in shocked silence while the maid-servants quietly
slipped away through the back door. The young woman was unaware of all this
as with eyes tightly closed she kept repeating, "As you saved Draupadi, save
me Lord!"
Just then a Hindu man and woman came in. Hearing their voices, the young
woman opened her eyes, but as they came near her, she said, "Please don't
come near me. I am no longer pure as I have lost my Hindu dharma!"
At this the woman asked, "Did you have physical relation with the Mughal
?" She replied, "No, no, its not that. But I have been forced to eat his
food."
The woman looked relieved and said, "You are very good and strong. You
have bravely faced the ordeal and retained your 'dharma' and marriage vows!
You have nothing to be ashamed of. Come with us."
Quickly they descended to the ground floor along with the 'Jatha' of
Singhs and the Nawab. Someone suggested taking some of the Jewels worn by
the Begums. But Balwant Singh promptly stopped this with the words, "It is
not part of the Sikh religion to terrorize women!" However the Nawab's
treasury was emptied out and all the valuables loaded onto the horses.
Meanwhile the villagers had all collected in the courtyard. An old woman
walking unsteadily with the help of a stick called out. "May the Lord give
you greater power and strength, oh Singh brothers? Please get me Justice so
I can die in peace."
Hearing this feeble voice, Sundri asked her, "Mother, what is the
matter?"
Old woman: "See this man who sits here, tied up like a common thief! He put
my son to death. One day my son was passing his palace and happened to look
up. This villain got furious and beat my son to death."
The Nawab's face became ashen while the people looked grimly at him.
Just then a young Muslim woman came up. She was holding a small baby
while two young children clung to her crying with hunger. Their clothes were
dirty and torn. Sham Singh asked her — Bibi, what do you want ?"
Muslim woman: "I have heard you are good people. I too have come for
Justice. My husband used to work for the Nawab and we were comfortably off.
One day he got drunk and was rude to the Nawab, who immediately ordered him
to be killed. Then he sent his soldiers who took away everything from our
house and threw my children and me on the streets. Please save us from
starving to death."
Many more came with similar tales of suffering. Sham Singh asked one of
the Sikhs to bring some bags of gold coins they had taken from the Nawabs
treasury and distributed the gold as per the loss suffered by each of them.
. . .
Continued to Part 17 .


Copyright ©
This
Translation of Sundri by Bimal Kaur is Copyrighted by her and not to be
copied and or distributed in any form of printed or digital or posted on any website other than
Sikh.net. You are welcome to place a link on your site or place a url
in any kind of digital media or otherwise.
 |
Your
References Comments Suggestions Feedback
|
|