The Memoirs of Jahāngīr (Jahāngīrnāma) 28.9

28.9

Although some faithful servants suspected his evil intentions and untruthfulness, the time was not one for removing the veil openly from the face of his deeds. I guarded my eye and tongue from doing anything which might carry terror into his evil mind, and showed him more attention and favour than before, with the idea that possibly he would be struck with shame, and might turn away from his evil deeds, and give up his evil nature and sedition. That rejected one to all eternity, in whom a tendency to vileness and falsity was natural, did not fail to do what was in accordance with himself, as will be related hereafter. The tree that is bitter in its nature If you plant it in the garden of Paradise, And water it from the eternal stream thereof, If you pour on its root pure honey, In the end it shows its natural quality, And it bears the same bitter fruit. In fine, when I was near Delhi, Sayyid Bahwa Bukhari, Sadr K., and Raja Kishan Das came out of the city, and had the good fortune to kiss my stirrup. Baqir K., faujdar of Oudh, also on this day came to the victorious camp. On the 25th of the month, passing by Delhi, I pitched my camp on the bank of the Jumna. Girdhar, s. Ray Sal Darbari, having come from the Deccan, had the honour to pay his respects. He was promoted to the mansab of 2,000 and 1,500 horse, and obtained the title of Raja, and was clothed in a dress of honour. Zabar-dast K., Master of the Ceremonies, was honoured with a standard.