9- From son to king
DURJAN SINGH makes his way to AKBAR'S court
DURJAN SINGH
No losses yet to be recorded
As prince Salim claims another win,
Men paced onto the scarlet bed,
He tore heads and skinn'd their skin
AKBAR
And how many wounds for Salim to claim this win?
DURJAN SINGH
Countless! Scars of swords and spears,
Maces did bite and arrows did sting
But the shining swords bent in fear
Of Prince Salim and the Mughal king
All the past must slip to the rear,
The Prince's letter I do bring
AKBAR
Read it aloud Baba!
BABA
'With the help of the supreme legions
During the war torn years in snow and mud,
Here's an account of all the regions
I've made mine with Akbar's blood
Ceased has the fourteen year blood thirst
But Salim's scarlet has other plans,
Where shall I pour my blood first?
Valleys of tribes or the fishing clans'
AKBAR
In proudness and joy my heart does burst,
Go! Bring Salim home in jewelled caravans
*BABA- The announcer of AKBAR's court
