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# The Memoirs of Bābur 905.3.7

The Bābur-nāma in English (A. S. Beveridge) 905.3.7

- **Language:** English

### [905.3.7](https://indike.org/pramana/in.darkages.mughal.babur.baburnama~en-beveridge.905.3.7)

From time to time Bāburī used to come to my presence but out of modesty and bashfulness, I could never look straight at him; how then could I make conversation (\_ikhtilāṯ\_) and recital (\_hikāyat\_)? In my joy and agitation I could not thank him (for coming); how was it possible for me to reproach him with going away? What power had I to command the duty of service to myself?\[508\] One day, during that time of desire and passion when I was going with companions along a lane and suddenly met him face to face, I got into such a state of confusion that I almost went right off. To look straight at him \[Sidenote: Fol. 76.\] or to put words together was impossible. With a hundred torments and shames, I went on. A (Persian) couplet of Muḥammad Ṣāliḥ's\[509\] came into my mind:— I am abashed with shame when I see my friend; My companions look at me, I look the other way. That couplet suited the case wonderfully well. In that frothing-up of desire and passion, and under that stress of youthful folly, I used to wander, bare-head, bare-foot, through street and lane, orchard and vineyard. I shewed civility neither to friend nor stranger, took no care for myself or others. (\_Turkī\_) Out of myself desire rushed me, unknowing That this is so with the lover of a fairy-face. Sometimes like the madmen, I used to wander alone over hill and plain; sometimes I betook myself to gardens and the suburbs, lane by lane. My wandering was not of my choice, not I decided whether to go or stay.

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