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MUGHAL
THRONEAbraham Fraly, who was born in Kerala, has taught Indian histary
in Madras and the United States. He is the author of Gert tr the
Lots: The Seeding of Indign Céorisation. He lives in Madras
THE MUGHAL THRONE
The Saga of India’s Great Emperors
Abraham Eraly
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Eniperesaf the Pencook Turoze: The Sng fae Grom Mughals
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For SATISE
who in the summcr of
a year of crisis
asked, “What's it again? Can't begin
anything new at your oge?
Why not?”
and got me going,
Akbar: Tell mie, if yor plerse, whet is te grenfost
cosalation Hiat grin fins dav ties world?
Bichal: Ak, stre! il is when a father finds himself
embraced by Ais son.Ire this fristory J have held frnily te it that te truth should be reached in
every matter, and that every act should be recorded precisely ets it
cccrrred .., [awe set dount of goed and bad whatever is biota...
—Empetor Babur in Babur-nane
I give the story as 1 recetved il; to comtredict if ts not aim imp power.
—Francois Bernier in his report on Mughal India
Contents
Acknowledgeneits
Preface
Chapter One: The Mughal Advent
4, Like a King on a Chessboard
2 "TE Fame Be Mine...”
3. Black Pell the Day
Chapter Two: The Struggle for Survival
1, The Dreamer Cometh
2. “The Feast Is Over...”
3. “What Is ta Be Done?”
Chapter Three; The Afghan Interlude
1, Man of Destiny
2. Peaceable Kingdom
3. Fiery End
Chapter Four: The Mughal Restoration
1. Humayun in Exile
2. The Reluctant Boy King
3. Bebind the Veil
Chapter Five: The Empire Takes Hold
4, Earth Hunger
2. Invincible Emperor
3. Person and Fersona
4. Mliterate Savant
Chapter Six: An Experiment in Synthesis
1. “My Mind Is Not at Ease...”
2. “Reason, Not Tradition . .
3, Allahu Akbar!
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. Tyranny Is Unlawfal
. The Long Farewell
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715Chapter Seven: The Middle Empire
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His Father's Son
~ Scientist Emperor
Sons and Rebels
Another Son, Another Rebel
Light of the World
An English Aristocrat in the Mughal Court
The Coup
apter Eight: The Paradise on Earth
The Man Behind the Mask
2. Pyrthic Victories
3. “Ya Takht, Ya Tabutl”
4.
“For the Sake of the True Faith”
5, Dara’s Last Stand
‘Chapter Nine: Over the Top
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. God's Elected Custodian
“Fear the Sighs of the Oppressedi*
Born to Trouble Others:
4. "The More One Drinks..."
5. “Now That the Shadows Pall. ."
Chapter Ten: The Maratha Nemosis
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4. Kirti Rupen
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Maratha Beginnings
Enter Shivaji
Lord of the Umbrella
. Maratha Collapse
. Rafizi-kush
. Maratha Eruption
. “OF Ehe Future There Is'No Hope...”
Epilogue
Incidental! Data
Notes
Bibliography
Index
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Acknowledgements
The gods have been kind to this unbehever, At every mament of
pressing need, as | plodded on interminably with the work on. this
book, [ have received the needed supporl, often from unexpected
eources and in unexpeeled ways, even wilhoul my asking for i, as a
galt from the gods.
Several friends read portions of the manuscript at different stages
and gave help and encouragement. Of them | have to make a special
mention of two, Sita Srikanth and Nancy Gandhi, whose contributions
have been direct and crucial, and have mattered to me far more than
T have ever had the grace ta show
Sita, 2 colleague of mine when | was living disguised as the editor
of a fortnightly magazine, was the first person with whom I discussed
this project. She then scaured the libraries and pressed books om me,
and did much to harden my tenuous idea unto a fiem project Later, she
read through the entire first draft of the book, making valuable
suggesiions and hectoring me to wark harder, challenging me to be
botter than Lam, often flingmg at me the very precepts en which I used
to hold forth at editorial meetings. Her support has been invaluable in
sustaining this project.
Equally invaltiable has been the contribuben of Nancy, wha came
in when I was completing the second draft and was desperately
logking for someone tn read it before J went in for the final revision.
Nancy, palient and thorugh, punctilious in observing grammar
vonventions and puritanical in her aversion ta ormamentatian, has been
the ideal editor for me, better than I could have dreamed of. She gave
me the second wind needed to complete this work,
] should also record my gratitude to 5. Krishnan, who read the
early chapters of the book and buoyed me up with his enthusiasm, to
br. C T. Kurian, whose critical comments enabled me to firm up the
chapter on Mughal economy; to David Daveclac, Editor and Fublesher
of Penguin india, whose prompt and positive response to the book
ad mae all the soul-enumbing publishing hassles; and ta Ravi Singh,
editor at Penguin, who expertly put the book through its final
sal
my
paces,Preface
{have in my study, on the old, worm-hole pitted teak desk at which
l work, an antique stone head of Buddha, less than a foot high, which
[had picked up many years age in Madras from a pavement junikwallah,
fl is a fine piece, als chiselied features perfect, head slightly bent
sideways, a5 if trying la anchor a memory or a dream, eyes half-closed
medilatively, A thick patina of grime tinges the handsome, serene face
with a peculiar sadness, the anguish of a compassionate outsider,
concerned with the human predicament, but not invalved with 1b
Qvyer the years, as [ Jabaured an this book, the dispassionate
compassion of Buddha had seemed to me the perfect ideal for students
of history, though of course we would all fail disgracefully ta live up
to al, as the passions of our lives and the furies of our age knead and
rework us continually on the slow wheel of time
(As lime reworks us, we rework history. * Atl works of history are
interim: reports," says American histocian John Noble Wilford, “What
people did in the past is nat preserved uy amber unmutable
through the ages. Each genecalon looks back and, drawing from: its
qwn expenence, presumes to find patterns that iNuminate both past
and present”
Nothing ever quite dies. The past ts nearly as alive as the preseril,
and it changes as the present changes, jhe historical past as much as
our personal past. The bare facts of history do net of course change,
except far occasional emundatians, but the way Facts mterlock ane
change colour lo make pattems is umque to each generation, indeed ta
cach historian, No particular representation of the past has therefore
any absolute validity, and the value of any historical work depends
largely on the felicitous catalysis of the personal vision into a universal
vision. Ib 1s essentially a triumph of art
The mutability of human perceptions apart, there are other obstacles
loa definitive understanding of the historical processes. Man canst, as
‘Albert Camus says in The Rebel, grasp the totaly of history “since he
jives in the mudst of this totality, Histery, as an entirety, could existFROEEACE
only in the eyes of an observer outside it and outside the world.” Tt is
in fact impossible for man fo know the final truth even about any
particular event in history. however trivial dt might be, for he, himself
swirling in Hme, does not have the perspective ta see all ils relevant
connections and discern where it would ultimately lead, as its
consequences, interseching with the consequences of myriad other events,
proliferate endlessly into the future "Historical reason will never be
fulfilled and will never have its full meaning or value until the end of
history,” argues Camus. “The purely historical absolute is not even
conceivable.”
When we consider these all too evident limitations of writing
history, it seems amazing that academic historians in modern times
have generally Jaid claim to scientific precision for thetr methodology,
and abjective validity for their theories. Historical investigation has of
course become more sophisticated lately, especially m the evaluation of
archaeological and philological data. But this has come about mainly
because of advances in science and technology, and not becnuse of any
radical change in the methodology of history. The character of history
has not changed.
But the garb of historians has changed, for they have suited up for
their new role as Social scientists, Unfortunately, many historians, in
their excitement at being recagnized as social scientists, overlooked the
fact that while scientific discoveries are sequential and mack a linear
progress—with new discoveries displacing or modifying old theories—
new interpretations of history seldem displace old interpretations, for
they are only tenets, at best philosophies, not discoveries, The
unpredictability of human affairs makes historical analysis, for all its
vaunted scientific methodology, essentially an act of faith What we
find depends a lot an what we are.
There were other complications too. Observes Harvard professor
Simeon Schama: “As historians institutionalized themselves into an
academic profession,” they tumed away fram “historical realities’ to
“historiographical obsessions”. Their focus then shifted from persons
and events, the flesh and blood of history, to abstract structures of their
own construction, This pursuit tapped historians in a maze of sophistry,
the stenle, self-abusive game of thought, involving over-elaborations
and supersubtleties which made little sense.
Now at last historians are beginning to grope their way out of the
maze, And gradually, renouncing the conceits of the reeent past, they
are returning to their primary function, to resuscitate the past and
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release it into the present. That is what history is all about. Herodatus,
the fifth century BC Greek father of history, has said it all in the
opening sentence of his book: “This isa publication of the researches of
Heradotus Halicarnassus, in order that the actions of men may not be
effaced by time The historian’s profession, as the nineteenth-
century French scholar Jules Michelet stated, as to bring “things back to
Ive". Says Schama; “I have toed to bring a world to life rather than
entomb it in erudite discourse,”
Ta this role, the historian does net merely log and interpret data; he
portrays life and tells a story. Meticulous research is essential, and so
is vivid writing, to enable readers to vicariously experience life in other
times, other places, When history is yoked to theories and formulas, its
sap dries up. Then it neither enlightens nor sensitizes,
The sloughing off of the ill-fitting vestments of science by historians
does not make history worthless, but it does change the nature of its
worth, Sensitizing the present ta the past is nota value neutral process
Every retelling of history, if it is anything more than just a banal
catalogue of events, invelves ideation, if only because, even at the
primary level, a process of selection and evaluation of data, a patiern-
making, is involved. The historian might nat be overtly judgemental,
but judgement is implicit in the very telling of the story, Facts speak for
themselves, and when vividly presented, speak loud and clear.
‘The historian is not a moral eunuch. In fact, it is his moral voice
that gives his work its unique timbre—not to raise the moral voice is
to treat history like paleobotany, with bland detachment. So, even
while the historian acknowledges the provisional nature af all historical
perceptions, he, like the nineteenth-century Danish philosopher
Kierkegaard, affirms his subjective certainty in the world of objechve
uneertaintes, He might not have any cosmic conclusions ta offer, but
he does take positions that are appropriate and necessary to his time
and place.
The essential corollaries of this relativistic attitude are moderation
and tolerance. The historian affirms his views, but humbly, conscious
that there are no absolutes. As the saying goes, the white heron in the
snow has a different colour. All perceptions, all truth, are relative. As
Vedantists would say, all are maya, mental constructs, The eye looks,
the mind sees.
To acknowledge the subjective and provisional nature of historical
perceptions is not to abandon the process of fair and unbiased collection
and evaluation of data, To adapt Tom Wolfe's dictum, the historian
sees with an impersonal eye, but speaks with a personal voice. The
ideal of historical objectivity has been set down by several Mughal
xiiPREFACE
eft as the duty of an historian to be faithful, to have no hope
of profil, no fear of injury, to show ne partiality on one side, or
animosity on the other, to know no difference between friend and
stranger, and to write nothing but with simcerty,” says Khafi Khan,
courtier historian of Emperor Aurangzeb, “In this history [ have held
firmly to it that the truth should be reached in every matter, and that
every act should be recorded precisely as it occurred,” writes Emperor
Babur in his memoirs, Uncompromising exploration, clear, unbiased
percephon, candid presentation—these were Babur's ideals, There ore
no better precepts for historians.
writers:
Candour is a major charm of Babur’s autobiography, and so is its
richness of detail, Fine detail—nuance—is the life-blood of history, as of
literature. Says Francois Berner, a seventeenth-century French traveller
in his report on Mughal India: “I agree with Plutarch that trifling
incidents ought nat be concealed, and that they often enable us to form
qmare accurate apintons of the manners and genius of a people than
events of great importance.” Major events shape the contours of history,
but it is the particulars that breathe Iife unto it.
To give compleieness to history and to establish the total context
of Life, it is as essential to examine the details ef everyday life, as of
political, economic and socio-cultural developments. In this, the historian
‘of Mughal India is fortunate, for his sources are numerous and varied, and
are rich at detail about every facet of life. And I have quoted extensively
from them, samewhat in the manner of a reporter quohng eyewitnesses,
to give immediacy and authenticity to the narrative, and to Jet the
reader see Mughal life through the eyes of those who saw it directly
The basic concern of the historian as, 1 belicve, similar to that of any
serious artist or creative writer—to share expenence and to elucidate
the human condition. The historian too uses imagination and insight, bo
visualize what happened in history and present a coherent picture,
though he, unlike the creahwe writer, has to work strictly within the
boundaries of known facts, and is not free ta invent even the minutest
detail What Richard Feynman said of physicists applies to historians
too: “Gur imagination is stretched to the utmost, not, as in fiction, to
imagine things which are not really there, but just to comprehend those
fhings which are there.” Imagination, says American historian Barbara
Tuchman, enables the historian “to understand the evidence he has
accumulated. Imagination stretches the available facts... the artist's
eye: It Jeads you to the right thing’ Melhodical research builds the
ship, imagination sails it
xy
PHEFACE
This yelume on late meclieval Indian history, from 1526 ta L707, 1s part
of a four-volume study titled India Retold, that would, when completed,
caver the history of India from the beginning up to 1858; chronologically,
this is the third volume in the prapased serves, though the first to be
ready.
My focus in this velume is on the Mughal empire; | have dealt with
regional. histories only in their links with Mughal history, Regional
histories—indecd, even studies of sub-regions and towns—are valuable,
hut impractical for the general historian. 1 have therefore stayed clase
to the dominant theme of the period, and have tried to deal with it
exhaustively, bearing, in mind Thomas Mann's dictum that “only the
uxhaustive is truly interesting" But the exhaustiveness [ have attempted
is in presenting life in its fullness, not in cataloguing events. [ have not,
for inslance, listed many of the battles, but have, on the other hand,
described a couple of battles in great detail, to show how the Mughals
fought. [ have also dealt with everyday Ide—of the people as well as
of the rulers—at great length, as my obyeclive 1s to portray life rather
than merely te chronicle history
If history is the murror in which we recognize ourselves a3 a penple,
then modern Indians can hardly recognize themselves in the mirror
that is conventionally held up to them. Or, alternately, they imagine
themselves to be something they are nof, as istortions in the mirror
distoct their self-perceptions. This is a modem predicament, a
consequence of the psychic morphing of India, induced instially by
British imperial prejudice, then by European romanticism, and finally
by Indian nationalism.
‘These distortions prevail even today, though times have changed.
During the British rule, Indians, asa subject people, needed the comfort
and strength of a presumed golden past to mould the nationalist
senkment and energize the freedom struggle. But now, half a century
after independence, India cannot still subsist on the mindset of adolescent
nationalism, chewing the cud of romantic fancy, To move on, it is
imperative today to lift the veils of bias, romance and myth that
obscure India’s image, and look truth in the eye. The alternative 15 to
remain snared in selfdelusions, Hehting quixotic battles with the spectres
of the past—the unforgiven colonial cule, or (for some) the even more
unforgiven Muslim invasion of India one thousand years ago.
‘Tradition, however glorious, is what a people have to grow out ob
The future is not a replica of the past, but its fulfilment. In every other
major civilization, the past has died so the future could be bom, but
olPREPACE
India seems to be Killing the future so the past can live on. India's lofty
boast is that its is the eldest living: civilization, but is that anything to
be proud of? That India has not evolved? There is something: very
wrong with a peaple who consider that the grealest that would ever be
has alieady been, and that the best they can-do is to dupheate the past
‘There is of course ovich in the Indian heritage to be proud of but
there is also much to be ashamed of, and both have ta be examined
with candour, Not ta do sa would be irresponsible. Tt is possible that
such candour would be controversial in a socio-political environment In
which expedient myths tyrannize reality, As a Chinese saying has it,
when the finger points to the maon, the idiot would look at the finger.
That cannot be helped. The historian is not concemed with political
correctiess,
Abratrane Eraly
Madras
December 1995
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(The prarkers of the cmiperecs are given But excep far ciramgzely
the brokers of the ewiperurs lad daffereit motlrers.)THE MUGHAL THRONE
yChapter One
THE MUGHAL ADVENTLike a King on a Chessboard
“{N THE MONTH of Ramadan of the year 899, ancl m the twelfth year
of my age. became ruler in the country of Fergana” So begin the
memoirs of Babur. The day was Tuesday, 9h June 1494 Babur's father,
Umar Sheikh Mirza, king and pigeon fancier, had died m a freak
accident the previous day at Akhsi, a northern fort of Fergana, when
his doyecot, built on the edge of a ravine in a comer of the castle,
tumbled into the river below in a landslide, bearing him down with it
“Umar Sheikh Mirea flew, with hus pigeons and their house, and
became a falcon," writes Babur
Babuc was born on 14th February 1483. He was named Zahiruddin
}uhammad—Defender of the Fatth, Muhammad—but that was
a tongue-twister of an Arabic name fer the rustics of Fergana, so
they mcknamed the child Babur. The name meant tper, and proved
fitting,
Babur's lineage was awesome. On the paternal side, he was the
grandson of Sullan Abu Said Mirza of Herat, a great-grandson of
Timur, the legendary Tartar hero. On his mother's side, his grandfather
was Yunus Khan of Tashkent, the Great Khan of the Mongols, the
thicteenth im the direct line of descent from Chingi# Khan, Babur was
thus a Turka-Mongol, a5 were most of the ruling class in the ractal
cauldron of Central Asia; he was in fact more a Mongol than a Turk,
for his paternal ancestor, Timur, though a Turk by language and
cullure, was also of Mongol descent Babur, however, preferred to call
himself a Turk—he considered Mongols to be uncouth barbarians and
despised them, saying, “Were the Mongols a race of angels, it would
shill be a vile nation.”
Nathing much is known about Babur's mather, except her name,
Qutluq Nigar Khanum, and her Mongol lineage Babur himself has
little to say about her, But there is a lively, candid profile of fis father
in his memoirs. Umar as Babur describes him, was a short, stout,
powerfully built man—"not a man. but fell ta his blow," he wrtes—
slovenly in dress, gross in habits, but amorous, and addicted to alcohol,
opium and the game of draughts. He was also, Babur wryly notes, a
vapid poet.THE MUGHAL ADVINT
WHEN THE NEWS of his father's death reached Babur, he way
encamped, it heing summer, in a garden outside Andizhan, the capita)
cr ergana His immediate and charactensstically Tamurid concer, though
he was but a child, was lo secure his throne As the eldest prince, the
throne was his by right, but that right could be enforced, in the volatile
politeal environment of Central Asta, only by the sword. He therefore
hastily retamed to Andizhan, escorted by bis amiss. And there, after
some uncertainty about whether be would be recewed as king or taken
captive, he ascended the throne J ,
Tt was a shaky throne At the time of Babur’s accession, Pergona
was under attack by two of his uncles, neighbourmy monarchs who
had heen proveked into hostility by Umar, and who new, on Umar's
death, considered the boy-king fair prey, And within Fergana itself 4
cabal of nobles were plotting to raise Babur's younger brother Jahangir
to the throne, For the mement, however, Babur’s stars were in the
ascendant, and he triumphed over all his adversaries, partly by luck,
but mainly beeause his affairs were taken an hand by his matemal
grandmother, Aisan-daulat Begum. A nomadic Mongol of the wald
steppes, she was a worldly-wise and fornudable dowager, of whom
Habur says, “Few amongst women will have been my grandmother's
equals for judgement and counsel; she was very wise and farsishled
and most affairs of mine wert carted through under her advice”
Babur loved Fergana. It was a beautiful, myer-laced Janc of hills
and dales, celebrated for its orchards, gardens and abundant game. Bul
Fergana was too small to sate Babur’s ambition or contain his energy
The boy was a dreamer, awake with visions of empire and glory
Moreover, fratricidal wars were a Timurid rite of passage, a cayal
obligation. Babur could fulfil himself—indeed, even survive—only by
the sword.
The entire mountainous country fram the Aral Sea to the Hindu
Kush, broken into halfa-dozen principalities, was ruled by the close
relatives of Babur, turbulent descendants of Timur or Chingiz Khan,
who were foreyer grappling with each other in ceaseless wars, There
Was scope enough there for Babur to fulfil himself.
Immediately to the west of Fergana was the kingdom of Samarkand,
ruled by Baisanghar, a paternal cousin of Babur Samarkand, Timur's
fabled capital, was na longer the grand imperial city it had been once,
but for Babur the throne of Timur was still the ultimate symbol of
temporal power, and its possession now became his magnificent
obsession. Tt was a possible dream, for Samarkand was in chaos at this
time, with rival princes clashing aver ihe throne, In mid-1496 Babur
joined the fray, and though his initial campaign was a failure, and be
&
LIKE ACKING ON A CHESSBOARD
was obliged at the onset of winter to retreat over the mountains ta
Fergana, he was able to seize the city the following year after a
tenacious siege of seven months.
Babur was then just fifteen years old. But lis career, as he saw it,
had already peaked. To sit on the throne of Tinwur was the highest of
Tughs for him, nol eclipsed even by his later conquest of India, and till
the end of his life he loved to roll in his mind the bilter-sweet memory
of winning and losing Sarmarkand
His moment of triumph was all too bref For a hundred days he
held Samarkand, despite desertions in his army. Then his run ef luck
ended—he fell seriously ill in Samarkand, meanwhile Jost Fergana to
rebels favouring his brother Jahangir, and when he marched out to
quell the rebellion, lost Samarkand also, to Sultan Alt Mirza of Bokhara,
a cousin, The fledgeling that had dared to soar had crashed
ignormniausly “It came very hard on me,” writes Babur. “could nat
help crying a good deal.”
Babur did eventually recover Fergana, and Samarkand tao, but
only to Jase them both all over again, this time to the formidable Urbeg
chief Shaibani Khan, a deseendant of Chingiz Khan, who had made it
the mission of his life to extirpate the Timurids from Central Asia
THE TEN YEARS from the time he ascended the throne of Fergana as
a boy-king, HII, a8 a young adult, he established himself as the ruler of
Kabul, were years of unremitting adversity for Babur, punctuated by a
few all too bref triumphs. For many years, says Mughal chronicler
Ferishta, “Babur was lke a king on a chess-board, moved from place to
place, and buffeted about like pebbles on a seashore.” Time and again
he was a king without a kingdom, somehmes even without a home.
Lamented Babur:
Is there ome creel turi of Forture's wheel
waseen by me?
[5 there a pang, a grief my wounded heart has
missed?
Homeless, for a while he wandered about in the mountains of Central
Asia with a small band of ragged comrades, often sheltering with wild
hill tribes. Finally, wretched and destitute, he took refuge with his
maternal unele, the Mongol chieftain, im Tashkent: There was no solace
for him there either, “During my stay in Tashkent," he writes, “I
endured much poverty and humiliation. No country, or hope of one!”
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‘At one time, in despair and shame, he even thought of slinking: off tp
China.
‘Then suddenly, in a dramatic tum of events, fate plucked Bahu:
out of his misery and set him on the throne of Kabul. Kabul, Itke all the
other kingdoms in the region, Was ruled by a relative of Babur, Ulugh
Beg Mirza, a paternal uncle When Ulugh Beg died, leaving only ay
infant son as heir, the principality collapsed into turmoil as rebels and
invaders swept the land. This was opportunity for Babur. His eyes had
heen on Kabul for same lime, and now, desperate for a safe haven, he
swooped down on the hapless city and claimed it for himself,
This was m 1504, Babur once again had a power base
And a future,
Babur was only twenty-two years old when he took Kabul, 4
whole life lay ahead of him. Never again would he have to be ansaous
for a throne to sit on, He had suffered enough.
But suffering had nol calloused him, Or dulled his verve for Life,
There were times when he wept and bemoaned his fate, but never far
long, As he put it,
All il, all good in te count,
Is gain of fooked! at aright
Adversity made him wise, not eynical, it taught him what he needed tp
learn to meril what be had to achieve, There was a natural candour
about Babur, a warmth and openness that endeared hum to fis men,
with whom he shared all dangers and all hardships, always leading
them from the front. “This prince was adorned with various virtues,”
writes his cousin Mirza Haidar, “above all of which brayery and
jwumanity had the ascendant.” Intelligence, compassion, energy, ambition,
Steadfasiness, and, equally, the sheer joy of life—these are the traits we
see in Babur in Kabul
‘We do not know what Babar looked like, There are no descriptions
In a portrait in Brbwr-nama painted during the reign of Akbar,
presumably with the guidance of thase whe had known Babur, we see
him as a man of medium build, with a light beard—he was so lightly
bearded! that it was only in his twenty-third year that he first needed
to shave—heavy eyelids, a sharp nose and a broad forehead. The
selling in the painting is pastoral, the mood serene. But Babur, the
nomadic blood af his ancestors surging in his veins, was a restless
person, Always on the move, he had never since his eleventh year
“kept the Ramadan feast for two successive years im the same place,”
he notes with pride in fis journal.
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LIKE A KING ON A CRIESSIGAAD
Babur loved to call himself a dervish, His generosity was legendary.
Possessions did not mean much to him. But self-fulfilment did And
self-fulfilment meant fulfilment as a monarch and empire-builder. For
that, Kabul opened up unprecedented opportunities.
IN KABUL, BABUR’S eyes turmed eastward, tured ‘by the memory of
Timur’s Indian invasion, and impelled by his own compelling need to
foray, to supplement the meagre revenue of his mountain kingdom.
From the time Kabul was taken, “my desire for Hindustan had been
constant," writes Babur. In 1505, the very year after he took Kabul,
Rabur led his first expedition towards India. “It was in the month of
Shaban, the Sun being in Aquarius, that we rode out of Kabul for
Tindustan,” he records. That campaign however was liltle more than a
border raid across the Khyber Pass, His first serious expedition into
india would come only a full twenty years later, in 1524, For the time
being, he was still preoccupied with Central Asian affairs, mainly with
his indomitable adversary Shaihant Khan, who was always there just
beyond the honzon, a constant menace.
*petween Shaibani and the Timurids it was not just a power rivalry,
but a bland feud. There could never be any peace between them, and
as long as Shatbani was around, no Mughal would be safe on his
throne. So when Sultan Husain Mirza of Herat, the grand patriarch of
the clan, summoned Timwurid princes lo combine against Shaibani in a
fight to the finish, Babur at once set out with his troops for Herat.
Unfortunately, the aged sultan died before the campaign could be
launched, and his twa sons, both exquisitely over-
1THT MUGIEAL ADVENT
What followed was Iigh drama, as Babur turned the Peivnity
renunciatory vow into a stirring sacramental nite. As his men Stood ip
formation, glum and uncertain abou! what to expect, he faced (hp,
and raising his arms to invoke the blessings uf Allah, ceremonially tag
his pledge to renounce wine Then, with splendid theatricality, 4,
called for his abundant stock of wine ta be brought, poured all the
radiant miby-red liquor on the ground in front of his aghast troop.
smashed his flagons, his gold and silver goblets, and gave away the
fragments to dervishes and the poor. A well was ordered to be dup
where the wine was poured, and an alms-house built beside |t, po,
good measure, Babur also swore not to trim his beard thereafter,
He then turned to address his men. “Noblemen and soldiers!
Whoever sity down ta the feast of life must, before it 15 over, drink of
the cup of death... How much beller, then, if os to che with honou,,
than to ive with infamy,” he declaimed. “The most High God has been
propitious tous He has now placed us in such a crisis that if we fall
in the field, we die the death of martyrs; if we survive, we rise
vnetorious, the avengers af his sacred cause. Let us, therefore, with anu
accord swear on God's Haly Word that none of us will for a moment
think of turning his face from this warfare; or shrink from the battle
and slaughter that ensue, ull his soul is separated from fis body,"
The impact of these words on his men was electric. “All those
present, officer and retainer, great and small, toak the Holy Bonk
joyfully ato their hands and made yow and compact to this purpott,”
Babur notes with gratification. “The plan was perfect: Tt worked
admirably.” The mood of the Mughal army then swung dramatically
from dread ta daredevilry, “From the effect of lhese soul-inflamung
wards, a fire fell into each heart," says Mughal chronicler Nizamuddin
Abmad
AT DAWN ON loth March, Babur reached Khanua, a small village
about forty kilometres west of Agra There, as his army was pitching ils
camp ata carefully chosen and prepared site near a low hill, he was
informed by scouts that the Rajputs wee approaching.
Tt was, as at Panipat, a Saturday, and it would be as lucky for
Babur. The battle of Khanua was a virtual replay of the balile of
Panipat, except that it lasted nearly double the time and was far more
fiercely contested, resulting in heavy casualties on both sides The
battle commenced at about nine in the moming and raged en Hl late
evening, The decisive factor at Khanua, as al Panipat, was the firepower
of the Mughals, aimed at the enemy compacted into “one mace” by
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Babur turning the Rajput flanks. Mustafa, the Ottoman Turk in charge
of the Mughal artillery, “had the carts brought forward -and brake the
ranks of pagans with matehlock and cannon,” reports Babur And (he
Mughal soldiers, infiamed by Babur’s aration, “fought woth such delight
and pleasure that it was more like a time of mirth than one of war,
notes Nizamuddin Ahmad.
In the end the Rajputs fled, leaving so many dead in the battle field
that, according te Babur, the Mughal contingents chasing them “found
no foot-space without the prostrate foc.” Rana Sanga himself fled, with
Babur in het pursuit But after a chase of about three |cilometres beyond
the enemy camp, Babur peeled away, leaving il to others to follow on,
which enabled the Rana to escape: “There was a little slackness; ] ought
fo have gone myself,” writes Babur, Apparently he did not want to
force hig luck, Nor did he, as he would normally hayes ieleme; follaw up
{he victaty with an invasion of Mewar, because of “lithe water and
c| he road.”
a ee 3 the battlefield, Babur ordered a pillar of severed
enemy heads to be erected on the hill beside which the battle was
fought, This was a Mughal military rite performed after almost every
battle, ta strike terrpr in potential adversaries and thus to cripple their
spirit and defeat them even before the battle was fought on the ground.
By nightfall Babur returned to his camp, and there assumed the
{itle of Ghazi, Holy Warrior, He then turned to Muhammad Shanf, the
astrologer who had. predicted a Mughal rout, but was now wailing to
congratulate Babur on his victory. Babur tore into him: "T poured forth
upon him a torrent of abuse.” But eventually bus generosity prevailed.
“Wen Thad rebeved my heart by it, although he was a selFconceited
fellow... and am intolerable evil-speaker, yet, a= he was my old
servant, T gave him a lakh ina present, and dismissed him, conumanding
him to depart from my demunions,”Black Fell the Day
THE BATTLE OF Khanua marked the end of the travails of Babur,
There were still batiles to hght—there would always be battles to
fight—bul Babut was now indisputably the Emperor of Hindustan, fp
was content. The pace of bis life now eased, and he gradually reverteg
ta the relaxed lifestyle of his balmy days in Kabul.
Everything interested Babur and most things delighted him. Hig
curiosity was boundless, and there was in him, even after all he had
had to endure in life, a charmung, childlike faculty to find joy in the
most humdrum things of everyday life It thrilled him, for mstance, to
burn the leafy branches of holm-oak which crackled as they buried; “
is good fun to bum it!" he wntes, For him, the shining meon, the
flowering bush, the rushing stream, were all celebratory miracles,
“Tonight I elected ta take opium,” he writes, “because of ath
shining of the moon” Agam! “On Thursday al sunrise .. . confection
was eaten. While under if influence wonderful fields of flowers were
enjoyed... There were flowers on all sides of the mound, yellow here,
red there, as if arranged regularly to form a sextuple.” [t was with the
same joyous wonder that he had first seen India, in 1508; “In Ningrahar
another world came to view—other grasses, other trees, other animals,
other birds, and other manners and customs of clan and horde. We
were amazed, and truly there was ground for amazement.”
In India, after Khanwa, there was only one thing that sullied
Babur's happiness—his vow to abstain from wine. “In truth the longing
and craving for wine-party has been infinite and endless for two years
past, so much so thal sometimes the craving for wine brought me to
the verge of tears," he wrote to Khwaja Kalan in Kabul, and lamented:
While others repent and ake ow to abstain,
T have voted to abstain, and repentayl am I.
He would break bis yow and reverl to wine towards the end of his hfe,
but in the meantime he consoled himself with the pleasures of good
companionship. “In the company of friends, death is a feast,” he used
te say, quoting a Persian proverb. He enjayed people and delighted in
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convivial partes. "There was much joking and laughter,” he says,
recalling with pleasure a party al the house of an amir, He revelled in
clever repartee, but despised “vapid and empty” small-talk,
ONE OF THE enduring passions of Babur, in good times and bad, was
his love of literature, He now had the leisure to Iuxuriate in it, His
library was one of his most valued possvssions, which be always
carried around with him, and books were one of the treasures he
hunted for in a conquered land, In his memoirs, when he listed the
sovereigns and high nebles of a land, he also listed poets, musicians
and intellectuals, They too maltered to him.
He was a fastidious connoisseur of literature, and he considered it
a terrible depravity to write bad poetry. “His verse is flat and insipid,"
says he about his paternal uncle Sultan Mahmud Mirza of Badakshan,
and adds: “Not to compose is better than to compose verse such as
lus" It greatly distressed him that his son Humayun was a negligent
writer “Though taking bouble . , . [your letter] can be read, it is very
puzzling, and whoever saw an enigma in prose?” he once upbraided
Humayun, and advised: “Thy cemissness in writing seems to be duc to
the thing which makes thee obscure, that ts to say, to elaboration. In
future write unaffectedly, clearly, with plain words, which saves trouble
to bolh writer and reader.”
Babur himself was an acclaimed writer. He wrote in Turki as well
as in Persian, but with greater felicity in Turki, in which he was a poet
“second only to Acur Ali Shir", according to Miraa Haidar. Babur had
several books to his ¢redil, prose and poetry, even a treatise on
jurisprudence and another on Turki prosody, But his best known work
is his autobiography, a classic im its genre,
Bahur wrote a good deal after Khanua. Me found it a fair consolaban.
for the floss of the pleasures of wine. Further, he had a curious notan
that literature had healing powers—writing irreverent poetry, he
believed, caused illness, while wotmg ennobling poetry cured it! He
was, he says, once @ careless versifier, stringing into verse whatever
came to his head, "good or bad, grave or jest. . . however empty and
harsh the verse might be," but became more discriminating while
writing Mubayyin, his poetic magnum opus, At that ime, says Babur,
“this thought pierced through my dull wits and mace way into sy
teoubled heart, “A pity it wall be if the tongue which has the treasure
‘of ulterances so lofty as these, is wasted again on low words . . .° Since
that time I have refrained from satirical and jesting verse.”
Not quite. Babur did still occasionally relapse imto frivolous
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limericks—and suffered for it! A few days after one cuck trivia,
composition, nates Babur, "I had fever and discharge, followed by
cough, and I began to spit bleed each time T coughed, [ knew When,
my reproof came; T knew what act of mine had brought this affiic,
on me.”
Unfortunately, yery Bittle of Babur's poetry has survived, sq his
literary reputation today rests solely on his autobiography, and wyon
from this large portions are missing. Babur used to carry his journg]
with him all the time, even on military campaigns, working on
whenever he had a litte time, This habit of his once led to a ea,
disaster. He was at that time encamped al a riverside, sittins up late in
the night, writing. Suddenly, a great storm burst over the camp. "Sych
storm burst, in the inside of a moment, from the up-puled clouds of
the rainy season, and such a stiff gale rose, that few tents were Jef
standing,” Balror records. “I was in the audience tent, about ta write:
before | could collect papers and sections, the tent came down, with its
porch, right on my head... Sections and book were drenched under
water and were gathered together with much difficulty. We laid them
in folds of the woollen throne-carpet, put this-on the throne and on it
piled blankets... We, without sleep, were busy till shoot of day drying
folios and sections" Jt was probably in some such mishap that the
mussing sections of his memoirs were Inst
The great charm of Babur's memours is its directness and simplicity,
its total lack of affectation. Babur was a candid chronicler. “In this
fustory [ have held firmly to it that the truth should be reached in
every maller, and that every act should be recorded precisely as jt
eccurred," he writes. “From this it follows of necessity that I have set
down of good and bad whatever is known, concerning father and elder
brother, Kinsman and stranger; of them all ] haye set down carefully
the known virtues and defects.”
This was his precept, His practice did not always quite match the
high ideal, Babur was writing about himseli, with his cyes on posterily,
and he would not have been human if he did not intensify the drama
of hus life Babur's descriptions of events do sometimes vary im detail
from other contemporary sources, and it cannot be assuimud that his
version was always right, The discrepancies are, however, mimor, and
could be due to differences in perception or quirks of memory.
Apart from the books he wrote, Babur had fo his credit several
other cultural accomplishments, such as musical compositions, and, the
creation of a new and distinctive style of calligraphy, called Baburi. But
his greatest passion outside literature was gerdening, He would even
pause in the midst of critical military campaigns to lay out gardens, as
lon,
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he did on the river-bank near Sirhind in Punjab on the way to Panipat
in Agra, one of his first projects was to build a garden complex. Later,
he laid out another garden at the lake in Daulpur, where he hada six
by six metre tank hewed out of a single mass of rock, saying, “When
it is fished, I will fall it with wine” At Sikn, on his way back from
Jhanua, he ordered an octagonal platform ta be built in the middle of
the lake there, for him lo repose and enjoy opium, he also loved
hoaling in the lake, says Gulbadan,
Babur was a keen horticultunst, “Thad plantains brought and
planted. there fin Kabul); they did well" he writes. “The year
before | hac sugar-cane planted there, it also clid well.” In India, he
was ecstatic wher the grapes and melons which he had introduced into
the Garden of Eight Paradises in Agra began to bear fruit, “To have
grapes and melons grown in this way in Hindustan filled my measure
of content,” he writes,
THIS CAPACITY OF Babur to find joy in so many different things was
what sustained him during his years of adversity, for some facet or
other of the many facets of his personality always caught the light of
the sun, whichever way the wheel of fate fumed, Babur was a blessed
dilettante, not a driven, obsessed genius, Whatever he did was a
vigorous and cheerful expression of his own vigerous and cheerful self,
apen and spontaneous, Babur delighted in being Babur.
All things fresh and new gladdened him, and he travelled around
his Indian empire with the feisty enthusiasm of a tourist, “They are
wonderful buildings,” he wriles about the Gwalior fort complex, though
he found the reoms dark and airless, and the palace itself “heavy and
unsymmetrical”, In the valley beneath the fort, he visited the Jain
shrines alongside the lake, where, he notes, “the idols are shewn quite
naked without covering the privities,.. Nota bad place... the idols
are its defect, 1, for my part, ardered them destroyed.” He alsa visited
the nearby Hindu temples, bul says nothing about destroying the idols
there—it seems that it was his aesthetic sensibilities that were offended
by the Jain idols, nat his religious sentiments.
‘The tours af Babur had a political purpose too: he was familiarizing
himself with his empire, its land, its people. Whatever else his interests:
and activities, Habur always had one eye cocked vigilantly on state
security, On that he would never relax. "No bondage equals that of
sovereignty,” he would write sternly to Humayun when that easygoing
prince wanted to “retire” fram Sovernment. “Retirement matches not
with rule.”
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Curlously, despite all the attention he gave le matters of the saaiy
and despite his scholarship in jurisprudence, Babur dist not sot up een
a rudimentary administrative system in India, This failure cannot be
explained away by the fact that he ruled India only for less than five
years or that during that time he was continually engaged in wars, for
under virtually the same ¢ircumstances, Sher Shah (the Afghan chieg
who later expelled Babur's successor [rom Tndia) set up a comple,
efficient and enduring administrative system, :
But then, Sher Shah was of the land; he knew its ways, and hag
only to overhaul and energize the prevailing system. Babur was aq.
alien in India, and he did not have the time to familiarize himself wep,
local traditions, Besides, his administrative athtucles were conditioned
by his experience in turbulent ‘Afghanistan, which could be ruled only
by sayi (sword), not nate {pen}, as Babur puts it
All that Babuor cid in India by way of administrative action was tp
parcel out his demain among his amirs, for them to govern their fiefs,
as they pleased, He did not even have a regular system of revenue
collection, Once, in October 1528, when he necded funds—he was shor
‘of funds in India, as be had given away virtually all the plunder he had
gathered—he even had to requisition contributions from his amirs,
ordering “that each stipendiary should drop into the royal treasury
thirty in every hundred of his allowance, to be used for war mili)
and appliances, for equipment, for powder, and for the pay of gunners
and matchlockmen,”
This was an unusual procedure, presumably adapted ta meet some
emergency, The primary seurce of revenue for Babur in India was
Pillage. As he candidly states in his memoirs, raids were often made
specifically to seize plunder—ior instance, he nates that he once deciced,
choosing from different alternatives, to march westward from Agra
because that was where there was “treasure helpful for the army”, The
Mughals lived by war. Not ta wage war was not to hive, or al least not
to have the means of livelihoucl.
Tt certainly was a failure of Babur that he did not make the
transiting from the ways of nomadic monarchy to those of a settled
empicc, As Sher Shah observed, the Mughals “have no order or
discipline, and... their kings ,, . do not personally superintend the
government, but leave al] the alfairs of the Stale to their nobles and
ministers... These grandees act on corrupt motive in every case,”
BACK IN AGRA after the battle of Khanua, Babur rewarded his men
suitably, distibuted els among his nobles, and, as he had promised
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he would, granted leave to those who wanted to return te Kabul
Humayun was dispatched to govern Badakshan, which had fallen to
Babur in 1520. Then, as the monsoon was imminent, he sent the
remaining olficers to their fiefs, to get some welleamed rest and to re
equip their contingents. Babur himself remained in Agra, in the Garden
of Eight Paradises, till Ramadan, and then moved to Sikri, because, he
says, he did mot want to break his custom of not halding the Ramadan
feast in the same place for tio successive years,
When the monsoon ended Babur set out on his campaigns again,
this lime against Medini Rat of Chanderi in north-eastern Malwa. Here
for the first time he came across the macabre Rajput rite of jauhar, in
which, faced with certain defeat, women and children immolated
themselves or were slaughlered by their men, who then slew each
other or rushed out naked to fight and die—to preserve their honour.
The Rajputs kept their honour; Babur took the fort,
Meanwhile the Afghans were on the move again east of Agra, and
though they initially scattered without fighting when Babur tumed on
them menacingly, they regrouped again soon after, this ime under the
command of Sultan Mahmud Ladi, the brother of Ibrahim Lodi, who
had set himself up as the king of Bikar. Babur then launched a second
eastern campaign, and in a battle fought at the confluence of the Ganga
and the Ghaghara, near Patna. on 6th May 1529, he decisively routed
the Afghans.
The battle of Patna was Babur’s last major military campaign: By
then, his attenbon had once again tured to developments beyond the
Hindu Kush; in fact, even while he was marching against the Afghans,
his eyes were on Central Asia, as he had received reports of Uzbeg-
Persian clashes in Khurasan. An old gleam now retumed to Babur's
eyes—maybe the Timurid lands could yet be recovered, he thought,
and ordered Humayun in Badakshan to join the fray, "Thank God! now
is your lime fo risk hfe and slash swords," he weote. "Neglect mat the
work chance has brought... He grips the world who hastens.” Babur
then made plans for himself to retum to Kabul, to be close to the scene
of action. “Matters are coming to some settlement in Hindustan; there
is hope... that the work here will soon be arranged,” he wrote to
Khwaja Kalan, “This work brought to order, God willing, my start will
be made at once.”
Nothing came of {hose plans, In Central Asia, the Uzhegs recovered
their initiative, the Persians retreated, and Humayun aborted his
campaign. Babur was not destined to see Kabul again. However,
towards the close of 1529, he did proceed as far as Lahore, and spent
a couple of manths there. Surprisingly, he did not make the short hop
33THE MUGHAL ADVENT
from there to Kabul, which he so passionately yearned to yisit a
Inslwad, he returned to Agra. His memoirs do not tell why— the, ain.
abruptly in mid-sentence on 7th September 1529. Even the Y end
i entries fgp
the previous several months are sketchy, Something was amiss,
BABUR HAD NOT been in good health for quite some time, Desp)
his phenomenal physical vitality, he had always been prone to illnes:
and at least once, in 1498, when he was fifteen, was so critically (i that
his fe was despaired of. His memoirs are dotted with accounts pf his
numerous ailments. “It was a strange sort of illness,” writes Baty,
about a bout of fever, “for whenever with much trouble | had epg,
awakened, my eyes closed again in sleep, In four or five days | got
quite well." On. his final Indian expedition, as soon he crossed the
mountains he fell ill, “That evening I had fever and discharge which
led on to cough, and every time I coughed, I spat blaod,”" he notes, tq
India, because of the oppressive climate and the rigours of Ucessanp
wars, he was ill quite often, especially in the last couple of years of hig
life—he suffered from recurrent fever, boils, diarrhoea, sciatica
discharges of the ears and spitting of blood. z
Amazingly, despite his il health, even late in his life Babur could
perform physical feats from which a much younger man would have
flinched. At forty-six we find him exuberantly swimming across the
Ganga. “I swam the Ganga river, counting every stroke,” he writes, *[
crossed with thirty-three, then, without resting, swam back. 1 had
swum the other rivers, Ganga had remained to do.” Still, age had
begun to tell on him. He suffered from ennui as much as from jl)
health. For all his vigorous enjoyment of life, Babur had a renunciatory
streak in him, a predilection for mysticism, “I am a king but yet the
slave of dervishes,” he used to say, He had Jed a full life, had seen
everything, done everything, and now he was tired. Sometimes he
went into a deep depression and talked nf becoming a hermit, “My
heart ws bowed down by ruling and reigning,” he said. “I will make
over the kingdom to Humayun,”
‘His iron will began to falter. He retumed to wine. And, though he
had not tell then shown any great fondness for the company of women,
he now became attached to tvo Caucasian slave girls, Gul-nar and Nar-
gul, wham he had received asa gift from Shah Talumasp of Persia a
couple of years earlier. The death of an infant son, Alwar, at (his time
upset him greatly, He missed his children, and kept asking ta see
Hindal, his youngest san, who was away in Kabul. There were signs of
senility. His mind often wandered. He took little interest in government,
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“He passed his time in company with Mughal companions and
friends, in pleasure and enjoyment and carousing, in the presence of
enchanting dancing girls with rosy cheeks, who sang tunes and displayed
their accomplishments,” ‘Yacgar reports. “Mir Khalifa. . . possessing
the chief authority, managed the government, and his decrees were like
those of Ehe Sultan himself.”
In that perplexing situation, Humayun abruptly retired to India
fram Badakshan without royal permission, a serious breach of propriety.
It is likely that he had come ta know of his father’s conditen. It could
also be that he had heard the rumour that Mir Khalifa was plotting a
succession coup—though none of Humayun’s contemporaries mentions
such a conspimey, the writers of the next generation do; but if indeed
there was such a plot, it fizzled out on the arrival of Humayun in Agra
Babur upbraided Humayun for leaving Badakshan without
permission, but sean forgave him, Humayun, though somewhat
eccentric, and not as ambitious or energetic as Babur would have liked
him to be, was nevertheless a lovable and highly cultivated prince,
whose company Babur enjoyed hugely. Says Abul Fazl, “The Emperor
many times declared that Humayun was an incomparable companion.”
After spending a few days with his father in Agra, Humayun left
far Sambhal, his fief near Delhi, and Babur himself with his wives
moved to his gardens at Daulpur, There he presently received an
urgent message from Humayun’s camp. “Humayun Mirza is ill and in
an extraordinary state. Her highness the Begum should come at once ta
Delhi, for the Mirza is much prostrated,” Babu, says Gulbadan, was
desalated by the news. When Humayun's mother, Maham Begum,
consoled him, saying, "Do not be troubled about my son. You are a
king: what griefs have you? You have other sons. [ sorrow because 1
have only this one,’ Babur said, “Maham, although | have other sons,
J Jove none as I love your Humayun. I erave that this cherished child
may have his heart's desire and live long, and 1 desire the kingdom for
him and not for others, because he has not his equal in distinction.”
Babur immediately retumed to Agra ond ordered Humayun to be
brought by boat from Delhi to Agra for treatment, but by the time the
prince reached Agra, he was delirious and critically all
Only god could save Humayun, it seemed. And god, an amir
suggested, could be induced to save the prince if one of Humayun’s
valued possessions was offered as a prapitiatory oblation. Babur seized
fhe thought, but rejected the suggestion to offer a great diamond
belonging to Humayun, Instead, he decided to offer his own life,
characteriscally placing sentiment above treasure and contending that
it was the father's life that a son valued most. As Mughal chroniclers
35BILAL ADYENT
tell the story, Babur then circumambulated the sick-bed and praye
fervently that his own life be taken in exchange for his son's life, W,
Tite
Abul Faz}: “When the prayer had been heard by God... he (Bahug
fell a strange effect an himself and cried out, ‘We have bore it awe
We have bome it away!’ Immediately a strange heat of fever Stirgod
upon his Majesty and there was a sudden diminution of ip in the
person of his Highness.”
“That very day he (Babur) fell ill, and Humayun poured wate
his head, and came out and gave audience,” says Gulbadan, telescoping
time in remembered pain. "Because af his illness, they carried my royal
father within, and he kept to his bed for twe or three months," Says
Abul Fazl: “In a short hme he (Humayun) entirely recovered, while
Babur gradually grew worse and marks of dissolution and death,
became apparent.”
As Babur’s condition worsened, Humayun, who had returned jg
his fief, was called back to Agra. He was shocked at the sight of tis
father. “LJeft him well, what has happened to him all at once?” he
asked the amirs. “They said this and that in reply,” wrles Gulbaday
Babur was suffering from an acute disorder of the bowels, and was in
great pain. “Day by day he lost strength and became more and more
emaciated,” recalls Gulbadan. “Every day the disorder increased and
his blessed countenance changed.” Probably delirious, he kept asking
for Hindal, and wanted to know how tall he had grown, even though
he hac seen the boy just a few months earlier. “Alas! a thousand times
alas! that I do not see Hindal!" he lamented over and over. Babur was
losing bis mind,
But he still had lucid intervals when he could make clear decistons,
The day after Humayun arrived, Babur, lying on a couch at the foot of
the throne, called his amurs to him to give them his dying instructions.
Then, taking Humayun's hand in his, he asked the prince to sit on the
throne, and asked his nobles ta acknowledge him as king. “For years
it has been in my heart to make over the throne to Humayun and to
retire to the Zer Afshan (Gold Scattering) Garden," said Babur, “By
divine grace I have obtained im health of body everything but the
fulfilment of this wish... Now when illness has laid mo low, T charge
you all ta acknowledge Humayun in my stead.” Babur then tumed ta
Humayun. "Do nothing against your brothers even though they may
deserve if," he counselled. "At these words,” nates Gulbadan, “hearers
and onlookers wept and lamented. His own blessed eyes also Glled
with tears.”
On Monday, 26th December 1530, Babur passed away, “Black fell
the day for children and tansfolk and all,” prieves Gulbadan.
F bp
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ULACK FELL THE DAY
Babur was laid to rest in the Garden of Eight Paradises in Agra,
renamed Aram Bagh, Garden of Rest. opposite which the Taj
aa rise four generations later, Some years afterwards, probably
ee d 1843, during the reign of Sher Shah, the mortal remains of
ate were fransferced to Kabul and buried, as Babur had desired, in
inv wourite garden on the Shah-i-Kabul hill overlooking a stream and
ue a vamatlenes with the snows of the Paghman in the far horizon, in
sale grave open Lo ihe sky. The man of the mountains was back
home.
37Sepa
Tote STRUGGLE FOR
SURVIVALThe Dreamer Cometh
FOUR DAYS AFTER Babur’s death, on 3th December 1530, a day
chosen by astrologers, Humayun, twenty-three, ascended the throne in
Agra. For Humayun, whose name meant fortunate, life as a prince had
been a lark, As king, he would never again know any real repose
“Dreamers, they moved through a dream,” Babur had once said pf
his hedonistic cousins in Herat. He could have said the same about
Humayun, whe was more awake in lus dreams than. when awake
‘though personable, culbired and amiable, Humayun was, says Ferishta,
“(oc the most part... disposed to spend his time im social intercourse
and pleasure.” He Jacked the grit to match the turbulence of the world
he lived in, Predictably, his reign, which began as a dream, darkened
info an awful nightmare,
"L have seen few persons posscased of so much natural talent and
excellence as he "writes Mirza Haidar, “In battle he was steady
and brave, in conversation, ingenious and lively; and at the social
board, full of wal. He was kind-hearted and generous. He was a
dignified and magnificent prince, and observed much state But in
consequence of his having dissolute and sensual men in his service,
and of his intercourse with them he contracted some bad habits, as
for instance the excessive: usc of opium. All the evil that has been set
down to the Emperor, and has become the common talk of the people,
is altributable to this yice.”
Humayun was a skilled mathematician, and was “unequalled in
the sciences of astronomy and astrology and all abstruse sciences," says
Akbar's courtier Badauri. But these talents hac little to do with the
ster business of government, Even in his esoteric pursuits, Humayun
had no particular achievement to his credit—he was compulsively
invenbve, but in a bemused, eccentric way, and he Jacked the tenacity
of purpose to forge his airy whimsies into solid achievements. He loved
playing at being an intellectual and an aesthete, just as he loved
playing at being a king.
Even virtues turned into vices-in Humayun, “The mildness and
benevolence of Humayun's character were excessive,” says Ferishta.
"His conversation,” writes Mushtaqui, “was so nice Ehat he neverTHE STUUGELE DOR SURVIVAL
addressed any person as fu, but as stim” The harshest pejoratiyy i
is ever said to have used was, “You stupid!” Says Badauni: “Fe “ee
opened his fips in a smile, nor dict he ever cast an angry glance, a
anyone.”
Humayun was.a misfit mm his time and place, an ease-loving prea
among 4 warlike people, in charge of a nascent kingdom in a Perilous
setting. Though Babur had in three major encounters routed hose who
opposed his entry into Hindustan, the adversaries were still around
lurking in the shadows, Their challenges had to be met, Humayiy,
could not even be cectain of the loyalty of bis own men, a motley
crowd drawn from different Central Asian martial races. The prospec
of plunder was ther only unilying motive, and heroic leadership the
only means of harnessing their energy. Humayun also had to contend
with the ambitions of his own kin, brothers and cousins, all song o;
grandsens of kings, all eager to be kings themselves. These hazards
could be overcome only with a wellsharpened sword, for as Kamran,
Humayun's younger brother, put it,
Wito'd to is bosom clasp dovnteion’s bride
Must Riss the glémmuing saltre’s tip
Humayun, though personally courageous, had no particular enthusiasm
for kissing the sabre’s lip,
NASIRUDDIN MUHAMMAD Humayun was bor in Kabul on 6th
March 1508, “the sun bemg in Pisces", notes Babur. At twelve, he wag
sent off to Badakshan as governor: It is not known how he fared
there—probably nat too well, for Babur's very first comment on
Humayun in his memoirs complains about his tardiness. Babur, then
setting out from Kabul on his final Indian campaign, had ordered the
prince to join him on the way, but Humayun was long in coming. "I
wrote harsh letbers to Huntayon,” says Babur, “lecture him severely
Iecause of his lang delay beyond the time fixed for him to join me.”
Hurnayun did well in India, though, He was blooded in battle nenr
Ambala in Punjab, where he routed an Afghan auxiliary force and
returned with a clutch of severed enemy heads, Babur considered that
auspicious, "At this same station and this same day the razor or
scissors were first applied to Humayun’s beard,” records Babur, The
boy had become a man. Later, at Panipat as well as at Khanua,
Humayun commanded the right wing of the Mughal army.
After Khanua, Babur sent Humayun back to Badakshan a5 governor.
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THE DEEAMIER ComeETi
He was then nineteen years old, an age at which Muphal princes were
normally battle-hardened yeterans in the thick of the strugele fer
survival and domination, But there Was in Humayun a disturbing lack
af camesiness, an unbecoming capriciousness, This troubled Babur
And it infuriated him when Humayun raided, perhaps as a prank, the
jreasury of Delhi on his way to Badakshan from Agra. "I never locked
for such a thing from him," wriles Babur. “Tt gneved me very much.
J wrote and sent off to him very severe reproaches:" Humayun was not
serious about governing Badakehan either, but kept pestering Babur te
allaw him to “eotire” from there, o that Babur hac te chide him again
As for the relirement—retizement’ spoken of in thy /etters—retirement
as a fault for sovercignty. . - Retirement makes not rule,”
* still, Humayun was Babur's chosen heir There was no dispute
about his succession, But troubles began immediately thereafter. The
first to challenge Humayun was his brother Kamran, On Babur’s death,
his throne and the overlordship of the empire, along with the Mughal
lands in Hindustan, went to Humayun, Kamran got Kabul and
Kandahar; Aska and Hindal, the other two surviving sons af Babur,
received subordinate fiefs; Badakshan was: given to Sulaiman Mirza, a
second cousin of Humayun. The division of the empire between
Humayun and Kamran was more or less according to the 6:5 ratio that
Babur had specified But Kamran, an inordinately spirited youth, was
nel content with his share, and seeking to measure out his domain with
a drawn sword in the Timuricl tradition, he crossed the Indus and laid
claim to the ontire territory west of the Satluj
This could have meant war, But Kamzan had taken care to cloak
his aggression behind a pretence of subservience by sending emissanes
to Humayun to profess fealty and seek indulgence. Humayun on his
part, out of his natural softness of heart as well as out of regard for the
advice of his dying father to be indulgent towards his brothers, treated.
Kamran with forbearance and acceded ta: his demands. In fact, he gave
Kamran more land than he asked for. Kamran in tum, matching
sentiment with sentiment, wrote to Humayun:
May cuery mist which rises on thy way,
Be fhe dimming of the light of yey own eyes.
The sons ef Babur were a curious lot, They were violent adversaries in
their fight for land and power, but otherwise enhrely loving and
brotherly. They showed genuine mutual affection even in the midst of
their most savage clashes, and often wept over each other's fates—fates
which they inflicted on each other!
43THE STRUGGLE FOR SURVIVAL
AROUND? THE TIME that Kamran invaded Punjab, Humayun alls
to face a rebellion by his cousins (who held important fiefs Heal
as well as resurgent Afghan belligerence in Bihar under Mahmud ea
Humayun dealt with these threats with an uncharacteristic show
spirit, first subduing the Afghans, then turning to chase off his coy
His cousins would continue to be a nuisance for a while longer, 1,
they would never again directly threaten his power, and as for Malin >
Lodi, he new finally gave up his struggle to regain the imperial sco ee
The field of action then shifted to Gujarat: A small kingdom ss an
nich on the trade of its port empormms, Gujaral was at this lime role
by Bahadur Shah, an ambitious and energetic monarch who stead forth
as the standard-bearer of the Afghans after the defeat of Mahmud 1g)
To Gujarat flocked defiant Afghans from all over Hindustan, as weil a
a few Mughal rebels, Even Alam Khan, the Breless Lodi pretender, cig
had initially brought Babur into India, was there. The presence of thes
volatile clements in Gujarat ignited Bahadur Shah's own ambitions, ang
presently he began to move aggressively in several directions, He seg,
his armies South to threaten the Deccan sultanates, north towands
Rajasthan and Punjab, and cast lowards Malwa and beyonc, as if he
meant ta gobble up the Mughal lands in one gargantuan bite
There was, however, a fatal flaw in Bahadur Shah's strategy. He
mistook territory for power, and in ranging eut in too many directions,
spread his power thi, mstead of concentrating tt against the one
man—Humayun—whom he had te defeat to realize his ambitions: For
all his apparent aggressiveness there was a certain limidity in Bahadur
Shah's bearing towards the Mughals—he was reluctant to confront
Humayun directly, and in battle he seemed more anxious not to [nse
than to winl
Inevitably, he lost. Though initially Bahadur Shah and his allies did
make some gains against the Mughals, and one army under Tartar
Khan, Alam Khan's able son, even penetrated the environs of Agra,
saon they were in full retreat everywhere, and Bahadur Shah himeelf
fled without engaging when Homayun confronted him in Mewar
Darting from place to place, pursued by Humayun, Bahadur Shah
finally escaped into the island of Dig, a safe refuge from the land:
bound Mughals
Humayun chased Bahadur Shah as far as Cambay, where he
paused briefly to have a look at the sea (which no Timurid had ever
seen before) and then doubled back to besiege Champanir, a strong for
in deep forest where the fabled royal treasures of Gujarat were reputed
to be hidden. The siege dragged on for four months, but in the end
Humayun—whose spint had not yet been liquefied by opium and
a of
Using
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THE DREABIER COMPETI
stormed the fortin a daring night action, personally leading
Mughal braves to scale the fort on spikes driven into rack
“Oe stonework ina remote and unguarded part of the citadel built over
are ecipitous hillside. It was Humayun’s finest hour,
Prrreasuecs beyond imagination fell to the Mughals at Champanue,
even thougt Bahadur Shah had removed the crown jewels and part of
the hoard to Diu. “Flumayun gave his officers and soldiers as much
wold, silver, and jewels as could be heaped on their respective shields,
proparboning, the value. to their rank and merit," says Fershta. The
emperor and his men then fell to revelry. Humayun diverted himself,
says Abul Fazl, by “holding magnificent banquets and constantly
arranging rayal entertainments on the banks of the Du Ruya tank.” He
had no thought of consolidating his conquest.
dissipation
same 200
DISCIPLINE IN THE Mughal army was so lax-at this time and such
was the general quixotry that one day, records Abul Fazi, a band of
inebriated subordinate staff, “book-bearers, armour-bearers, ink-horn-
bearers and the like”, while listening to the exploits of Timur being
read gut at the camp fire, took it into their heads to desert the army
and set out—to conquer the Deccan, no Jess!
‘The revellers were overtaken and brought back To their misfortune
the day was a Tuesday, when Humayun, according to bis astrologically
determined fancy, “wore the red yesture of Mars and sat on the throne
of wrath and vengeance.” The culprits were therefore handed out, ina
weird application af poetic justice, punishments “fitting them destiny”—
those whe had acted in a headstrong manner had their heads chopped
off, those withoul discretion ("not distinguishing between their feet and
their hands,” as Abul Fazl puts it) had their feet and hands severed,
and so on. Not only that, an imam, whose prayers that day were
thought to have implied a criticism of Humayun's eccentne punishments,
qwas ordered to be trampled ta death under the foot of an elephant—
though when Humayun realized that the poor imam did not mean any
criticism all, he “spent the whole night in sorrow and weepmg,” says
Abul Fazl,
Inflicting such savage and arbitrary punishments was a medieval
royal privilege, a demonstration of the king's absolute power.
Humayun's peculiar fault was not arbitrariness but capriciousness
There was in him a certain quirkiness of character that often made hum
look silly. Especially so were his astrology-linked pranks, such as the
“carpet of mirth” that he invented Ht had circles marked out on it in
different colours to represent the planets, on which the courtiers
a5THE STRUGGLE FOR SURVIVAL
positioned themselves according to the planet that w,
them, and played a cunous game, in which they either stood, «
reclined according to the fall of the dice—this, according to a), is 4
“was a means of increasing mirth” The courtiers, we should S Fry
dared nat but enjoy. ms
Not all of Humayun’s immevabons were frivolous, The prefabep
portable bridge he designed was an excellent device, and his fone
palace, with its bazaar and garden, an elegant creation, Unfonunaint
Humayun often tumed eyen good ideas ludicrous by overselabarane!
them. For instance, the drum of justice which he set Up near the aie
hall in Agra, to enable people to appeal to him directly, was in ice
thoughtful arrangement. but when he went on to specify differ 4
number of beats for different complaints—one beat for a mat a
dispute; two for the non-receipt of wages and dues;
oppression—it trivialized the idea
The stars ruled Humayun’s life in a manner which even professiona|
astralogers would have found bizarre. He allowed astrology to cq
him so far qut that it virtually took him out of this world altopether,
What he did on each day was determined not by the exigences ‘of
government, not by any rabenal made of time management, but by the
attribute of the planet of the day—Sunday and Tuesday, for example,
were given to government affairs because, as Abul Fazl (himself. an
astrologer) explains, “Sunday pertains to the sun whose rays regulate . ,
sovercienty, while Tuesday is Mars's day and Mars is the patron of
soldiers,” For similar reasons, Saturday and Thursday were assigned to
matters of religion and learming, while Monday and Wednesday wer
“days of joy", and Friday was a day open to all matters and all classe;
of men. On ench day Humayun ware clothes of the evlour appropriste
to the planet of the day—on Sundays he wore yellow, on Mondays
green, and s0 on,
To match the three functional divisions of the week, Homayan
grouped his courtiers into three functional classes, administrators, men
of religion and culture, and a third group called “people of pleasure”
which, according to Khwand Amit, was made up of “those who
possessed beauly and elegance, those who were young ancl most
lovely, also clever musicians and sweet singers’. Within each of these
three classes, Humayun created twelve Btodes, and then divided each
of the grades into three ranks!
This did not exhaust the fancy of Humayun. He went on to
organize government departments on the basis of the four elemenis
fire (armed forces), air (wardrobe, kitchen and stable), water feanals
and wine cellar} and earth (agriculture, kind and buildings), each under
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Het of
Hires in case pp
THE DREAMER COMDTIT
inistec Who had to wear clothes of the colour suited ta his
e aoeee The minister in charge of the army, for instance, had to
Ea Humayun thus constructed a marvellausly intricate yet neat
wid elegant bureaucratic structure. Hs only flaw was that it served no
ee Hon anc systematization were a mania with Humayun,
aaahe busied himself with arranging and rearranging his couriers and
Mee not looking at the functional value of the arrangements, but
ly at thelr abstract harmony and perfection, There was certainly a
vay a in his madness, an intemal consistency in all that he did. But
a he did was nol consistent with the ways of the world, Nor with
the grim business af government.
WHILE THE MUGHALS were revelling in Champanir, Bahadur Shaly
emerged from Div and tried to recover his kingdom, but was again
driven off by Humayun, who then went on to occupy Abmadabad, the
capital of Gujarat, thereby completing the canquest of the kingdom. At
that point, Humayun’s counsellors, according to Humayun’'s personal
attendant Jauhar, suggested that since he had “obtained the objects for
which he had commenced this war"—to defeat Bahadur Shah and to
obtain treasure—“it would now be advisable to advance one or two
years’ pay to the army, to keep the remaining treasure in deposit for
future emergencies, and then appoint Bahadur Shah as his deputy to
mule the province of Gujarat” Such graciousness, they maintained,
‘would redound much to His fame, and would afford him [cisure to
Jook alter his other dominions.”
Humayun rejected the advice; he would not negotiate away what
he had won by the sword. This decision was a blunder. Had he
accepted the plan, he could have qetained suzerainty over Gujarat and
secured an annual tribute from there, instead of losing the state
altogether, and losing Malwa too, as it happened
After capturing Ahmadabad, Humayun left his brother Askari in
charge of Gujarat and moved to Mandu in Malwa, a town for which he
had taken a fancy. There he once again sank into a life of soothing
dissipation, As soon as Humayun left Gujarat, Sahadur Shah re-ernerged
from his sanctuary. in Diu and, gathering the support of local chiefs,
advanced on Ahmadabad. Askar offered him little resistance. Instead,
prodded on by some disgruntled amurs, he abandoned Gujarat and
marched to Agra, his intention ambiguous, but probably to usurp the
throne.
By then Humayun himself was at jast on the way to Agra, to deal
a7VILE STRUGGLE FOR SURVIVAL
with renewed rebel activity in the north. The two a oi
TiaWac Titre vrsae Gee af acclisti the GCE Pumepun Ce eat
overlooked Askari’s incipient disaffection, and together ihe nla
marched to Agra as one army, there to receive the happ broth
Hindal, their younger brother, wha had been left in ae NEWS tha
capital, had already subdued the rebels SOAEEE OF
Meanwhile Malwa was lost to the Afshans, and in Gui;
Askari retreated, Bahadur Shah reoccupied the entire state. ells
had spent twenty months, from November 1534 to August matin
Malwa-Gujaral campaigns, but had no territorial gains to : 36, in hig
The action now shifted to Mindustan Sabor
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49
“The Feast Is Over. . .”
FoR A YEAR after his return ta Agra, Humayun remained inert,
diverting himself with opium and the pleasures of the harem, and busy
wilh his absteuse studies and fanciful invenbons There was some talk
of launching a fresh campaign against Bahadur Shah, but nothing came
it
« Meanwhile there was an unexpected and alarming resurgence of
Afghan power in Bihar, under the wily leadership of Sher Khan, a local
chieftain. During his 1531 campaign against Mahmud Lodi, Humayun
had clashed briefly with Sher Khan, and had reduced him to submission
Sher Khan had thereafter temained, outwardly at any rate, a Mughal
yassal. But that was only a pretence. The Khan was biding his time.
Tt was not Sher Khan's nature to act rashly, He had begun his
eareor as a lowly officer in the Afghan kingdom of Bihar, then built up
his power brick by brick and tier by ber, hastening slowly, fo establish
himself, after many years of patient and circamspect endeavour, as the
virtual ruler of Bihar, a lang in all but name. That was a very
substantial achievernent, But Bihar was anly a halfway house for Sher
Khan, the middle rung on his ladder af ambition. His eyes were on the
Mughal throne He had in his early youth spoken of his ambition to
pverthrow the Mughals, but no one had taken him seriously. Since then
he had taken care not to reveal, by word or deed, what his inner eye
was focused on,
Sher Khan was so discreet in action that Humayun had no inkling
of what he was up to till it was too late. After consolidating his power
in Bihar, the Khan began to push into Bengal. This move, though in a
direction away from Mughal territory and carefully timed to coinade
with Humayun’s absence in Malwa and Gujarat, brought Sher Khan
into conflict with Humayun for the second time.
Humayun was initially inchned to regard Sher Khan merely as a
troublesame vassal who did not merit his personal aitention, but when
the Khan extended his rule inte Bengal he became virtually a rival
monarch and a threat to Mughal suzerainty. Sher Khan, at seemed, was
tuming east against Bengal only to pather strength ta tum west later
against the Mughals. This realization at last roused Humayun from hisTH STRUGGLE POR SURVIVAL
torpor, In-mid-July 1557, haying marshalled his forces fr
and placing his lands in the secure charge of trusted ok the Prov pe
from Agra with a grand army agamst Sher Khan, Ss Hes, he T
temgranil mba ol He hea shequipmenbdgumniee yarn nee OU
of barges Twas a postentous bepineung aE Flot,
But it ended, predictably, in disasler, Humayun wag
and lethargic campaigner, and in Sher Khan he w. ne 8 Deg igen
relentless and exceptionally crafty adversary, a Machiay fe “Bains,
whe had no compunction in resorting te deceit and isthe a Tictiguy
goals, Compared to Sher Khan, Humayun was a babe eae Hain hy
Woods
THE FIRST TACTICAL error of Humayun was that, instead of
hunting down Sher Khan in Bengal, he paused on the Vas aoe
Chunar, an Afghan fort on the Ganga near Varanasi Wee eter
hime and energy on a peripheral targel. The delay enabled a, te
ty complete his conquest of Bengal j See
Humayun arrived at Chunar alter a five- ‘i
Agra, and spent: the next three menths fe ne ee ea
cee ty felang it, Chunar was important to Sher Khan, but Peis
ee a while, during hus Bengal campaign, left his hacer ie
am Chonar, but hac since then moved them to salut ive
a newly captured full fort on the upper reaches of the Son Ri a
tugged hill country impenetrable to he cumbersome Muy idle Be
i Be Rohtas action was typical of Sher Khan. He eee aes
© fort as a sanctuary from the advancing Mughal forces, but hi ‘i
not have the time, nor probably the means, to take 1b by Be oe
fe ee cere “i Bere use of force where stratagem ai
Mead wi isl
Roba 0 alow hth fo lave his hatenr-and hs teasune-cec ge
ee a tather see his treasure go to the raja than. eal
oe Mug als. For good measure, he also bribed a minister of the
e ane ae the sees by the prospect of seizing
i, Te i
sources, but denied by Abbas Kian, an Afghan Gove) om ae
into the fort a band of his soldiers ota
5 in covered litte
carrying the begums, and they seized the fort in a ae
ore ie fled for his lie through a back gate,
is family and treasure safe in Ro '
htas, Sher Khan ret
Se ee continued his futile siege of cae
eae Se Tesumed hus eastward imarch, joined on the way by
, the fugitive king of Bengal, Sher Khan was on his way
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back to Biba, having virtually completed the subjugation of Bengal
vAround this time Humayun made an effort to cajale Sher Khan into
He offered to retutn Chunar to Sher Khan and, in addition,
to give him Jaunpur or any other place of his choice, if he would give
an ‘Bengal, hand over lo Humayun the treasure he had taken there,
including the chhatiar (royal umbrella) and throne, and agree to rule
under Mughal overlordship. Sher Khan was not tempted. He recetved
the Mughal envoy courteously, but told him (accerding to Jauhar) that
since it had “cost him five or six years’ tol to subdue Bengal, with the
loss of a great number of his soldiers, it was impossible he could resign
that conquest.” Instead, he made a counter-proposal—he offered to
relinquish the regalia of Bengal, surrender Bihar, and pay an annual
frbule of one million rupecs to Humayun, provided he was allowed to
qetam Bengal.
Humayun was mitially inclined to accept Sher Khan's proposal, but
decided against it when he learned that Sher Khan's hold on Bengal
was tenuous and that he could easily be dislodgeet from there. Moreover,
Sher Khan himself had returned ta Bihar by that time, leaving only a
part of his army in Bengal under the command of hus son Jalal Khan
Humayun believed that these circumstances favoured him, so he rejected
Sher Khan's offer and continued to advance on Bengal, cerlain of
victory.
This decision was the turing point in Humayun's career, Tt was
also a turning point an Sher Khan's career, for he too now decided on
a fight to the fimish. He had gone to the limit of what he could concede
to Humayun to avoid a clash. He would yield no more. So he hurned
back to Bengal, where, at Gaur, the capital af Bengal, he assumed the
title Sher Shah, He was no longer a mere khan (chieftain), but a shah
(king), though he did not yet presume to ascend. the throne, From that
oint on it would be all or nothing for Sher Shah. To survive, he had
to eliminate Humayun. The two could not coexist in the same land
submission:
HUMAYUN TOO HASTENED towards Gaur, though by then the
monsoon had broken, making the campaign arduous. Sher Shah made
no move to stop him. If suited him to have Humayun advance, for his
plan was to bottle up the Mughals in Bengal. Sher Shah's only problem
wag that he had taken so much treasure in Gaur that he had difficulty
in finding enough porters to carry it to Rohtas. To gain time, he sent
Jalal Khan to block the narrow Telayagathi pass north-west of Rajmahal,
through which the Mughal army had to pass te enter Bengal, and hold
them olf for a while. Jalal did more than just hold off the Mughals
51THE STRUGGLE TOR SURVIVAL
Though Sher Shah, ever cautious, had ordered him
defensive position, Jalal found the Mughal-acwance f, e
deployed at the pass that he attacked and salted
Sher Shah's frst victory over Humayun, and a port :
Jalal Khan's tnumph enabled Sher Shah ta oe
Rehtas with the Benga) treasure, It was not owen te
hole up 2 Rohtas, but to use it as a base from whe oa
arms ancl garrotle Humayun in Bengal, by sque 4
lines of communication and sappke gesaseczing Tight the Might
ee innocently walked into the trap
hen Jalal Khan withdrew from the pa
Humayun proceeded triumphantly to Gaur He Fone Boardin
tavaged by a long drawn oul war, ils strects choked aie desolate city,
living barely alwe Humayun, perhaps ironically, pa ae Gea, the
Jannatabadd (Paradise), but his men found it a hell SNe the city
Bengal itself a hell, and loathed it 0 intensely that Wh / Mey foung
offered the governorship of the province to one of oe Human
deserted, protesting that the posting amounted to a death «nn Me
But Humayun himself took to Bengal. "When His hes aan
oat he found everywhere a paradise full of fine ae
andsome maids, along with exhilarating gardens and sonthi ae at
says Mushiagat He liked the climate of Bengal, and iis alee
orenver, Sher Shah, according to Niamatullah, had Rene
palace at Gaur “with an exquisite variety of orn: ees
embellishments” in the hope “that Humayun, charmed Fai aud
be mer to prolong his-stay there," Se
e charm worked, Besides, Humayun had, as
See ie task he had set out to “chieve, to ange cee
ae oe eee Parcelled out the province among his amir a
Beene 5 ys Jauhar, “very unaccountably shut himself up for
senor ae in his harem, and abandoned himself to every kind
aber ae honey For three months he admitted no cas at
Brea oe ue ee “His Majesty... found the climate
labe Huma aie 1 Bee oe pune i fis not clear how
about nine months in the provi eee eee
Gaur iteelf. Province, including at least three months in
While Humay
in Bihar. vine) Geanc ee aad ipols tie Silene
im 5 e on {
pa eee Jaunpur and Chunar were Haine esa
anulies of the principal zemandars of the a and held
Hike a Shei
28 80 cana
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8 Wag
52.
“MIR TTAST 18 OvET. .”
hostages, (o eliminate any residual local support for
When Humayun heard of these activities, he was
incredulous, cays Jaubar, and he asked in wonder, “How could Sher
yghan. dare s° much?
But Sher Shah had more surprises in store; He now blocked the
asses between Bihar and Bengal, se that supplies, and even
a tion, na longer reached Humayun, At that critical juncture,
brothers, fearing that he would perish in Bengal, began ta
desert him, and Hindal, who was holding a back-up pesibon to secure
ihe lines: of communication and supply, abandoned his station and
roceeded to Agra to claim the throne for himself
The necse was lightening around Humayun He had (6 pet out of
Bengal. Gut by the time he got moving, the monsoon had once again
burst over Bengal, turning the land inte a quagmire. The impenal
troops, especially’ the cavalry, suffered great hardship and losses trudging
through the deep, viscous slush—it was as if the very soil of Bengal
were clutching at Humayun’s feet and dragging him down to bury
him. The Mughals were utterly dispirited and exhausted by the time
they lueched back inte Bihar to challenge Sher Shah,
When Sher Shah heard of Humayun's retreat from Bengal, he lifted
the siege of Jaunpur, in which he was then engaged, crosced to the
right bank of the Ganga and withdrew to south Bihar, mtending. to
play hide-and-seek with Humayun, to exhaust and frustrate him. Sher
Shah was shll reluctant to fight an open battle against Humayun—he
had from his humble beginnings built up a great earcer, acquired
immense wealth ancl power through breless effort, and he did not want
to chance if all on the luck of a battle, His plan was therefore lo retreat
to Bengal in case Humayun attacked him, or to hang around the
Mughal army and inarass it an case Humayun proceeded to Agra
Sher Shah's retreat from Jaunpur forced Humayun, who wes then
marching on that city, alsa ta cross to the Tight bank of the Ganga—it
woul! have seemed unmanly for him to remain on the left bank when
the rebel (as Humayun still thought of Sher Shah) was on the right
bank. Humayun however made no effort to seek out Sher Shah, but
proceeded towards Agra. Moving along the right bank of the Ganga
now, passing Patna, crossing the Son, the Mughal army reached Chausa,
where the river Karmanasa (Destroyer of Karma) joined the Ganga. All
along the way, the Mughals were trailed by Afghan scouts, watching
their every move and engaging in aceasional skirmishes, bub aveiding
any major battle.
Then, suddenty, the scene shifted When Sher Shah came to know
of the disarray and law morale of the Mughal army, and sensed the
them in Rohtas
the Mughals
communical
Humayan’s
53THE STRUGGLE TOR SURVIVAL
zeal of his own men to fight the Mughals, he changed his strate,
decided to seek battle with Humayun. “Now that T have pvr Bi
his armies which were in Bihar and Jaunpur, and taken thase a
the way to peace is closed,” he told a conclave of hig commanders
you agree with me, | will try my fortune.” They were even More
for battle than he was
The die was thus cast Sher Shah then emerged from south
and advanced to confront Humayun. Closing in, he skirted the
anny, crossed the Karmanasa, and presently, to the utter sy
Mughals, appeared in front of them when they thought he
them
The two armies reached Chausa at about the same timo,
banks of the Karmanasa, with Sher Shah blocking the passage to Apr
Humayun's councillors were divided in their advice on how to deal
with the sitaation, says Jauhar, One group recommended immediate
attack, arguing that Sher Shah had come by forced marches ang his
army was tired and vulnerable; the other group advised Humayun ja
adopt the time-tested Mughal tactic of fighting from an entrenched
position, saying that “there was no necessity for hurry or perturbation"
Humayun chose the latter option, crossed the Karmanasa and
encamped. For two months the foes lay facing each other accose a
narrow but steep-banked rivulet called Toram Nathi, Small Stream,
engaging in occasional skirmishes but aveiding general action, The
mulitary advantage at that point seemed to be with Humayun. Skirmishes
invariably favoured the Mughals, Moreover, with each passing day the
Mughal army swelled in size, as stragglers from Bengal caught up with
the main body of the army. But the morale of the Mughal army was
low, and it was battle weary after the exhausting Bengal campaign
And Humayun hunself was yacillating, vexed as much about what his
brothers were up to as about Sher Shah's threat.
The wild card im this game was lhe possible line of action of
Kamran and Hindal, Both were susceptible to the temptations that
Humayun's vulnerability offered them, Hindal, nineteen years old and
impressionable, one moment eager for the throne, and the next shamed
inte fraternal duty by his mother, Dildar Begum, was finally prodded
by a few perfidious amirs into declaring himself king. Dildar Begum
Was so upset by Hindal's imprudent act that she put on mourning
clothes when he ascended the throne, Whon he asked her why she was
so dressed on such a joyous occasion, she answered, "] am mourning
for you. You have girded your loins for your own destruction.” But
such admonitions had no effecton Hindal, whose attitude was, as Abul
Fazal says,
Bihar
* Mughal
'Prise of thy
Was behing
On apposity
4
“THE FEAST 1S OVER...”
g genial inp mniteae en,
duice af man 1s a
al ‘is aq wonnned Ht fans my fire:
Hindal advanced north to take possession of Delhi, but was
prom na +» by Humayun's loyal officers, who called in Kamran
rebuifed Le Laie the rebel. When Kamran arrived in Delhi at the
ine ee cavalry force, Hindal retreated to Agra, and when
herd of & Tare ham, he submitted, The erstwhile rebel and hus chastiser
aa epee crossed the Yamuna, and advanced to celieve:
then jor
Fe gk fh was now in danger of being trapped between two
an ie Fortunately for him, Kamran and Hindal, after advancing
Mh aie “inexplicably turned back and returned to Agra. Kamran’s
eS tire might have had something to do with it—when he
ah chew hopeless Humayun’s plight was, “there arose i him,
ee bs clan, B; desire for sovereignty.” Clearly, there was a crisis of
2 oa ee the Mughals, Humayun had litle confidence in
era Teer could imspire none in others His brothers could
‘na in tema wilh him.
cs i ieee was almost over, and the rams broke over
th land with great fury, creating an unforeseen problem for Sher pian
a had not chosen his ground carefully, so his camp was inundate
aie ain water, and he was forced to move his army to a posifoan
sae kilometres away, leaving only his arbllery and a covering
ie ae al entrenchments. That unplanned manoeuvre put
oe ee ecLaeaes) But Humayun failed to seize the moment—
aes his Posie failing, his lack of energy in responding to shifting
strategic situations.
50 THE AWFUL waiting continued. Humayun soon ae eae
i 7 trary, he feare
act no aid from his brothers, on the con!
ieee scheming to usurp the throne estes a“ had ne
v i moment,
2 reater threat to his power than Sher Shah. For
eee to Agta became for him more important than suppres
Sher Shah's rebellion. It was essential for him to secure an uncanteste:
but honourable passage to Agra.
A Jn this predicament Humayun sent an emissary, Mullah Mulan
Barehiz, to Sher Shah to negotiate peace. When the mallah reaches
‘Afghan camp, he found—as Erskine, Humayun's ninetcenth-century
te rapher, describes the scene—Sher Shah “busy with bis ae in
hen of the day, among lus soldiers who were employed in digging:
55THE STRUGGLE FOR SURVIVAL
a trench. On seeing the ambassador, the king washed: |
temporary awning was spread, and he sat down cae
ground, without ceremony, and received the envoy,” §
to the mullah when he broached the subject of peace was ag
sad: “Go, tell your Emperor this from me: he is cuales
Eroaps are not T do nok wish for war, my iroops do.”
Negoliations, however, continued. Sher Shah, eve:
crafty, and, according bo Abbas, “wavering in his decision
or war’, then wrote a conciliatory letter to Humayun sate a Peace
the Emperor would give him the kingdom of Bengal aa ie eel
that the khutbah be read and money struck in the Empera, - eet
would be the Emperor's vassal” Humayun, anxious for rae ee he
agreed to these terms, but with the face-saving abet ale
Shah should first—before Humayun formally condemned hy Eee
and granted him Bengal—retreat for a couple of eRe tee lla
Humayun chase him im a mock pursuit Faia)
Tr as not clear what was finally agreed, but some sort
armistice seems to have been reached. Perhaps even a fortnal a
was concluded. But while Humayun was trusting, Sher sha a
to deceive, “1 [have] lost all hope in his goodness, .. He as SUE
Gace: and wil mvanivally nacaride by Wie paves aig ee
conveniently shiting the onus of perfidy to ieee sees
Whelher a treaty was formalized or not, both armies behavert
abawere a5 pood as signed, and they got busy wath ee t ba ‘
camp. There were convivial visits behyeen the Mughals and the i oe
Sher Shah even acted out a charade for a couple of days by es
his army and sending it out some bwelve kilometres, as if ae
{peal chieftain, and Hen bringing it back, 50 that (he later exy iained) | ‘
abight put the Emperor off his guard”. The Mughals SEI Ne
busy constructing @ bridge of boats over the Ganga for their fi aa
Agra by the traditional route through the Doab, ae
& ae along, ele Humayun relaxed in the assurance of peace, Sher
z i ne awake and alert, scheming, prowling. When he was satisfied
tee s ete entirely imp and unwary, be pounced. On 25th Jue
ane i ace enamel he summoned has chiefs, told them of his
ae e ne Mughals, and ordered his army to be arrayed
oe a : peat three in the morning they set out, but in a
ee ne rom the Mughals, Sher Shah still keeping up the
ce wit his target was the rebel chieftain, so as mol to rouse
i Spiele On the army had gone some distance, he wheeled
Poa New the time to regain the Empire of Hindustan,” he
nen—and swooped dawn on the barely awake Mughal army
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ot Wat, hig
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“TIE FRAST 18 GYER
siyy the twinkling of an eye they rouled the Mughal forces," says
AbD pughals were thrown antp uter chaos, with