The Memoirs of Jahāngīr (Jahāngīrnāma) 6.3.3

6.3.3

On Thursday the 6th of the month the halting-place was at Hatya. On this road many palas-trees (Butea frondosa) were in blossom. This flower, too, is peculiar to the jungles of Hindustan; it has no scent, but its colour is flaming orange. The base of the flower is black; the flower itself is as big as a red rose. It is so beautiful that one cannot take one's eyes off it. As the air was very sweet and clouds had hidden the sun, and rain was gently sprinkled about, I felt an inclination to drink wine. In short this road was traversed with great enjoyment and pleasure. They call the place Hatya because it was founded by a Ghakkar named Hathi (elephant). From Margala to Hatya the country is called Pothuwar. In these regions there are few crows. From Rohtas to Hatya is the place and abode of the Bhugyals, who are related to and of the same ancestry as the Ghakkars. Marching on Friday the 7th, I travelled 4½ kos and alighted at the station of Pakka. This place is called Pakka because the saray is of burnt brick, and in the Hindi language what is ripe (that is, not raw material) is called pakka. The station was strangely full of dust and earth. The carts reached it with great difficulty owing to the badness of the road. They had brought from Kabul to this place riwaj (rhubarb), which was mostly spoiled.