Sunday 12 November 2017

PRINCESS GOBIND KAUR - SAD ENDING OF POVERTY AT END

PRINCESS GOBIND KAUR -
SAD ENDING OF POVERTY AT END




Bollywood movies are commonly known for their unrealistic love stories that could hardly happen in real life. But let me tell you a real life story that sounds no more realistic than any Hindi movie or a fairy tale. The story happened in the second half of the 19th century in Kapurthala that was a Princely State of Punjab at the time. Princess Gobind Kaur was a daughter of Maharajha of Kapurthala and since childhood had lived in great luxury and splendour of the court of her father. She was married at the age of 12 to a nobleman of great wealth and position. Thanks to her royal status she didn't have to move to her husband's house as tradition required but stayed at her own six-storeyed palace. Nevertheless the life there was pretty boring.

As the marriage was arranged the couple was not interested in each others and Gobind's husband lived separately in his own house and visited his wife only occasionally. Being a princess at that time meant that she was not allowed to go outside on her own but only in a company of a male relative and had to spend her time in the seclusion of purdah (purdah - minimizing the movement of women in public spaces and interactions of women with other males practiced in royal families of North India, Wikipedia). The gate of the palace was well-guarded by military guards and no one was allowed to enter without the permission of the officer-in-charge. However, the princess had hot temperament and creative mind. She involved herself in a few meaningless affairs with the palace guards and in one really scandalous affair with the Kapurthala's Prime Minister.


Prime Minister was a well-known person he couldn't openly visit the princess at her palace. So an underground tunnel was dug between princess' and minister's palaces and that was how the couple used to see each others. Sometimes the princess managed to escape from the palace by getting herself dressed up as a sweepress with her face veiled. She then hid herself in horses' fodder box of the minister's carriage and carried away by her lover to spend a weekend in his country house. This affair remained unnoticed for several months but one day they were caught red-handed. The Prime Minister was exiled from the State and the princess was put under even stricter watch.
But there are no boundaries for true love.

 The princess fall in love with a high military officer Colonel Singh who went to the palace of Gobind Kaur to inspect the military guard posted there. The Colonel too fell a victim to the charm and beauty of the princess. And they did find a way to see each others. There was a well inside the palace . The wall of the well was also the outer wall of the palace. The Colonel contrived a breach in the wall through which he would get inside the well and a rope would be thrown down to him by princess and Singh would climb up the rope straight into the arms of his beloved one. Before daybreak he would leave the palace through the well in the same way as he came in. These romantic meetings remained unnoticed for two years. 

But one day someone noticed the Colonel inside the palace and reported it to the guards. The Colonel had to escape because for him not being of that noble blood the matter would not end with exile only but with jail or even with death penalty. It meant that the princess would never see him again. And she made her choice. She escaped with him leaving behind all her jewelry, clothes, servants and careless life. They ran to a village about 20 miles from Kapurthala. This village being in British territory was beyond the jurisdiction of the Government of the State of Kapurthala and the police of the State could not lay hands on them.The Princess was deprived of any allowance while the Colonel was disowned by the members of his own family and disinherited. They both lived in a mud house till the end of their lives and earned livelihood by farming. Were they happy? I hope so...

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