The Memoirs of Jahāngīr (Jahāngīrnāma) 65.9

65.9

On Thursday, the 3rd, after travelling nearly three kos and a half, we encamped on the bank of the Kishenganga. On this march we crossed an exceedingly high hill; the ascent was one kos, and the descent one and a half. They call it Pham Dirang, because in the Kashmírí tongue cotton is called pham, and as there were agents here, on account of the Kings of Kashmír, who levied duties on each load of cotton, and as delay or dirang occurred on this account, the place became known as Pham Dirang. After passing the bridge, we saw a cascade, of which the water was beautifully clear. Sitting down near it, I drank my usual cups of wine, and arrived in camp at eventide. There was an old bridge over this river fifty-four yards long, and one and a half broad, by which those on foot crossed. I ordered another bridge to be made near it, fifty-three yards long and three broad. As the stream was deep and rapid, I made the elephants pass over without their loads, but horse and foot crossed by the bridges. By orders of my father, a very strong saráí was built here of stone and mortar, on the top of a hill to the east of the river.