Dairy gamer batterlife||||The last king of the Indian subcontinent Bahadur Shah Zafar.

When the last emperor of India, Bahadur Shah Zafar, was put on board the Mackenzie Mackenzie.
The ship arrived in Rangoon on October 17, 1858.
Thirty-five men and women of the royal family were also with the Crown Prince of India.
Captain Nelson Davis was in charge of Rangoon.
He arrived at the port.
He received the king and his disciples.
Wrote a receipt and returned to his residence with the last ruler of the world's third largest empire.
Nelson was upset. "
Bahadur Shah Zafar was a king despite being a prisoner and Nelson's conscience did not allow him to throw the sick and old king in jail but there was no place in Rangoon where Bahadur Shah Zafar could be kept.
He was the first exiled king in Rangoon.
Nelson Davis thought for a moment and came up with an interesting solution. "
Nelson emptied the garage of his house and imprisoned the Crown Prince of India, the sublime and the last beacon of Timurid blood in his garage.

Bahadur Shah Zafar reached this garage on October 17, 1858 and stayed there for four years till November 7, 1862.
Bahadur Shah Zafar sang his famous ghazal
"I don't think my heart is in my homeland."
"Whose is the world in the impermanent world?"
And
"How unfortunate for Zafar's funeral."
"I didn't even get two yards of land, my friend.
It was written in the same garage.
It was November 7, 1862.
The unfortunate king's maid knocked on Captain Nelson Davis's door in great distress, and from inside Ardali asked in Burmese the reason for the rudeness.
The maid replied in broken Burmese.
The sublime breath is suffocating.
Ardali replied, "
The gentleman is combing the dog. "I can't disturb him."
The maid began to cry out loud.
Ardale tried to silence him, but the voice reached Nelson.
He came out angry.
When the maid saw Nelson, she fell at his feet. "She wanted to open the garage window for the dying king."
The king wanted to take a sip of free and open air before he died.
Nelson picks up his pistol, takes guards with him
Entered the garage.
The stench inside the king's last resting place was "the silence and darkness of death."
Ardali took the lamp and stood beside the king.
Nelson goes ahead
The king's blanket was half on the bed and half on the floor.
His bare head was on a pillow but his neck was drooping. His loose eyelids were boiling beyond his limits. The veins of his neck were swollen and flies were buzzing on his dry yellow lips. Nelson had seen thousands of faces in his life. He had never seen such helplessness on any face.
He was not the face of a king. "
He was the face of the world's greatest beggar and a free breath on his face,
Yes.......
There was only the appeal of a free breath, and this appeal, like the moss wrapped around the wall of an old well, caught the eye of every beholder.
Captain Nelson puts his hand on the king's neck.
The caravan of life had passed through the jungle of veins.
The last king of India had crossed the line of life.
Nelson orders family to be called
There were many relatives, one was Prince Jawan Bakht and the other was his teacher Hafiz Muhammad Ibrahim Dehlavi. They both came.
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They bathed the king, put on the shroud and, as the third king offered his funeral prayers, "when it came to the tomb, there was no land available for the last crown prince of India in the whole of Rangoon."
Nelson dug a grave in the compound of the official residence and buried the king in the soil donated to charity.
Water was being sprinkled on the grave.
As the rose petals were scattering, those scenes of September 30, 1837 began to run in the autumn-ripe mind of Ustad Hafiz Ibrahim Dehlavi.
When 62-year-old Bahadur Shah Zafar was crowned at the Red Fort in Delhi.
Hundreds of thousands of people from all over the country came to Delhi to salute the new King of India, and when the King came to the court wearing a proud robe, adorned with a royal crown and hanging rare royal and Jahangiri swords, the whole heart chanted slogans of admiration. Resonate with '
The painters began to play the trumpets.
Soldiers began to draw swords
And
The dancers started dancing. Ustad Hafiz Mohammad Ibrahim Dehlavi remembered that the celebration of the coronation of Bahadur Shah Zafar lasted for seven days and during these seven days the people of Delhi were fed from the royal palace. In the morning the king's tomb was not visited by a happy reader.
There were tears in the eyes of Ustad Hafiz Mohammad Ibrahim Dehlavi.
He took off his shoes.
Stood at the foot of the king's tomb
And
Started reciting Surah At-Tawbah
Rivers of sorrow began to flow from the throat of Hafiz Ibrahim Dehlavi.
Was it the miracle of reciting the Quran or the sore throat of Ustad Ibrahim Dehlavi,
Captain Nelson Davis had tears in his eyes.
He raised his hand and saluted this poor patriotic grave and with this last salute the sun of the Mughal Empire set forever.
If you ever go to Rangoon, you will still find families of the descendants of Bahadur Shah Zafar in the stinking huts of the dirt streets of Dagen Township.
These are the real children of the last Mughal Shah, but these children are running on government allowance today.
It sleeps on raw ground, walks barefoot, eats and fills tin cans with water from the official tap.
But these people still call themselves princes and princesses. "
They tell tales of the past and people get lost in the streets of Rangoon with laughter.
these people'
Who are these princes and princesses?
These are the political mistakes of the last king of India. The king had gathered around him an army of incompetent, flattering and corrupt people.
They were also the king's eyes. '
Both his ears and his conscience.
The king's two sons divided the kingdom.
A prince was in charge of internal affairs
And secondly, the foreign affairs authority.
There was a fight between the two and the king forgave them for every mistake.
The condition of the people was extremely precarious.
Inflation was skyrocketing.
The food disappeared from the markets during the harvest season.
Traders used to sell wheat, jaggery and vegetables to the people at exorbitant prices.
Taxes were increasing day by day.
The princes had taxed even the grain of pigeons in Delhi.
A portion of the prostitutes' earnings went into the pockets of the princes.

Even if the people of the royal family were to be killed, no one could ask them, "The state was out of the hands of the royal court." The army persuaded the king at the point of the sword whatever it wanted.
The people were disgusted with the king and his family. They used to insult the king naked in the streets and bazaars and the Kotwals used to pass by them quietly while the British were getting stronger.
These days the treaty was broken and the royal family made a new treaty with the British in the wider national interest.
The British would kill the king's loyalists and when the royal family protested, the British would surprise the king by saying, "By God, that man was not loyal to you. That foolish humanity was conspiring against you." 'And the king believed it.' The king had not even tested his army for a long time, so when it came time to fight, the soldiers did not even raise their swords. '
In these circumstances, when the war of independence broke out and the king fell and mounted the royal elephant, the people declared their indifference.
People used to say that for us, Bahadur Shah Zafar or Alexandra Victoria are equal.
Mujahideen were full of passion but they did not have leadership.
The king was double-minded. He also wanted to fight the British and complete his reign, so the outcome of this war was the same as that of double-minded wars. The royal family was slaughtered in Delhi. When the king was exiled '
The king was imprisoned in Captain Nelson Davis' garage, "buried in the courtyard of his house, and his descendants still carry the tomb of his majesty on their heads and roam the streets of Rangoon."
When these people go out into the city, it is clearly written on their faces.
Kings who do not protect their empire, their mandate, those who lose the trust of the people, their descendants are humiliated in the streets.
They become beggars in the same way and beg in the square of history
But our rulers do not understand this fact.
They consider themselves greater kings than Bahadur Shah Zafar !!

Alas, the caravan kept going
The caravan lost its sense of humor.
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