🧵 The Blind King Who Aimed by Sound: A Rajput Tale of Honour and Defiance
1. Prithviraj Chauhan, the proud Rajput king of Delhi and Ajmer, faced Muhammad Ghori, the ambitious invader from Afghanistan.
One fought for dharma. The other, for dominion.
1. Prithviraj Chauhan, the proud Rajput king of Delhi and Ajmer, faced Muhammad Ghori, the ambitious invader from Afghanistan.
One fought for dharma. The other, for dominion.
2. The year was 1191. The First Battle of Tarain.
Ghori’s forces charged. But Prithviraj’s Rajput warriors stood like mountains.
Ghori was wounded. Captured.
And then… released.
Why?
Because Rajput honour whispered: “We do not strike the fallen.”
Ghori’s forces charged. But Prithviraj’s Rajput warriors stood like mountains.
Ghori was wounded. Captured.
And then… released.
Why?
Because Rajput honour whispered: “We do not strike the fallen.”
3. Ghori returned the next year—stronger, smarter, ruthless.
The Second Battle of Tarain in 1192 was brutal.
Prithviraj was defeated. Taken prisoner.
And then… blinded with hot iron rods.
The Second Battle of Tarain in 1192 was brutal.
Prithviraj was defeated. Taken prisoner.
And then… blinded with hot iron rods.
4. His eyes burned. His throne lost.
But his spirit? Unbroken.
And into that silence walked Chand Bardai—his poet, his friend, his flame.
But his spirit? Unbroken.
And into that silence walked Chand Bardai—his poet, his friend, his flame.
5. They trained in secret.
Prithviraj learned to aim by sound.
No sight. Just instinct.
Just honour.
Prithviraj learned to aim by sound.
No sight. Just instinct.
Just honour.
6. One day, Ghori summoned Prithviraj to perform. To mock him.
Chand Bardai recited a coded verse:
"Char bans, chaubis gaj, angul ashta pramaan.
Ta upar Sultan hai, mat chuke Chauhan."
(“Four bamboo lengths, twenty-four spans, eight fingers above—there sits the Sultan. Don’t miss, Chauhan.”)
Chand Bardai recited a coded verse:
"Char bans, chaubis gaj, angul ashta pramaan.
Ta upar Sultan hai, mat chuke Chauhan."
(“Four bamboo lengths, twenty-four spans, eight fingers above—there sits the Sultan. Don’t miss, Chauhan.”)
7. Prithviraj raised his bow. Listened. Released.
The arrow flew through silence.
It struck Ghori.
The blind king had aimed true.
The arrow flew through silence.
It struck Ghori.
The blind king had aimed true.
8. Guards rushed in. Prithviraj and Chand Bardai were killed.
But they didn’t die defeated.
They died Rajput.
With courage. With loyalty.
But they didn’t die defeated.
They died Rajput.
With courage. With loyalty.
9/9. Honour isn’t about survival.
It’s about standing tall, even when the world tries to break you.
Rajput blood doesn’t beg. It burns.🔥
It’s about standing tall, even when the world tries to break you.
Rajput blood doesn’t beg. It burns.🔥
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