The Birth and Legend of the Koh-I-noor
And so it was written in ancient scripture that the Syamantaka came down
from heaven in a time beyond memory, and that this was the same jewel that
hung about the neck of the sun god to give him his brilliance. But he gave
it to Ushas, daughter of the dawn, and from her it passed on to the Lord
Krishna himself, who spoke unto the world, telling that the gem would
henceforth belong to the kingdom of men.
And so Lord Krishna said that only those without stain might wear it, the
virtuous and the pure in spirit, and that whatsoever impure men took it
would surely die. Lord Krishna gave the perfect jewel to Akura, and Akura
put it on a cord about his neck that it might garland him with light. Thus
the stone remained in the south until the days of the fathers' fathers'
time, when the seed of Tamerlane and of Ghengis Khan was united, and the
power of the world moved north.
And so it came to pass that this peerless diamond was given to Babur, the
Founder, and he took it to himself with an oath that it would be a sign of
unity and power and of eternity. and all at Delhi who heard the oath drew
in their breath and said it was rare as unity, clear as power and hard as
eternity, and they called it Koh-I-noor - the Mountain of light.
And so the matchless stone passed undiminished and in this time all the
world bowed down before the Great Moghul and paid tribute to his power,
even the white man who came to Hindustan in their tall ships, and it seemed
that the radiant power of the Peacock Throne would shine for ten thousand
years. But, alas! The radiance dimmed, and the time of the diamond's passing
was at hand.
And so on the night when Nadir Shah, the Persian butcher, whose name be
forever spat upon, brought the armies of the North to stand before the
walls of Delhi, it was decided that the jewel should be cursed afresh,
that the words of the Lord Krishna should be renewed strongly, that the
butcher might take the jewel and die in torment. So it was that the diamond
diamond was brought to a holy Brahmin who had been blinded by the
butcher. But the Brahmin stumbled as he invoked the words, and the curse
was altered so that any man, pure or impure, should die in torment if he
possessed the stone, and that henceforth it should leave a wake of blood.
The next day, ruin came upon the land of the Moghuls, and the butcher
raged through the city of Delhi, and all there fled or were blinded or were
burned alive, and the peacock throne was carried off to Persia. But the
Koh-I-noor was hidden in a body-servant's turban and smuggled into the south
in great secrecy, to the lands of the Nizam, it's ancient home. And a lesser
stone, the Darya-I-noor, the ocean of light, was taken by the butcher in
its stead, and Nadir Shah knew not the deception all the days of his life.
At this time the Nizam of the South was Asaf Jah, a blessing be upon his
name, a great and cunning lord who even then had ruled the people of the
South for many long years. And Asaf Jah had at his scepter a mighty sword,
the talwar-I-jang, the sword of war, the sword of Islam. And those among
his subjects that were Muslims saw the sword and drew in their breath for
they knew of its power, and these devout knew they must obey its possessor
in all earthly matters. Asaf Jah consulted his advisers and his astrologers
and those who were wise said he must throw the stone into the sea, but those
who were corrupt said he must fix the diamond to the hilt of his sword that
both Hindu and Muslim would know him as lord.
Bet Asaf Jah, the cunning man, the clever man, knew of the curse that any
man who possessed the Koh-I-noor would die in torment, and thus he drew
aside the body-servant and bade him give the gem to his foremost wife, and
when this was done the body-servants limbs were struck off one by one, for
did not the curse apply to him also? And therefore was it not inevitable
that his death was by lingering? And when this was done, Asaf Jah was
content for he knew that all must now believe his wife's husband was lord,
but that she being no man at all, would nor die in torment....
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