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بخش ۸ - حکایت زن دادخواه با سلطان محمود / Section 8 - The Story of the Woman Seeking Justice with Sultan Mahmud

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آن شنودی که بود چون در خورد
آنچه با میر ماضی آن زن کرد

شاه شاهان یمین دین محمود
که از او گشت زنده رادی و جود

کان زن او را جواب داد درشت
که به دندان گرفت ازو انگشت

عاملی در نسا و در باورد
قصد املاک و چیز آن زن کرد

خانهٔ زن به قصد جمله ببرد
چون برد جامهٔ عرابی کرد

زن گرفت از تعب ره غزنین
بشنو این قصه و عجایب بین

کرد انهی به قصه سلطان را
به شفیع آورید یزدان را

که ز من عامل نسا املاک
بستد و من شدم ز رنج هلاک

شاه چون حال پیرزن بشنید
پیرزن را ضعیف و عاجز دید

گفت بدهید نامه ای گر هست
تا ز املاک زن بدارد دست

نامه بستد سبک زن و آورد
شادمانه به عامل باورد

که به زن جمله ملک باز دهد
زن بیچاره را جواز دهد

با خود اندیشه کرد عامل شوم
که کنم حکم زن چو حکم سدوم

زن دگرباره بر ره غزنین
نرود من ندارمش تمکین

نه به زن باز داد یک جو خاک
نه ز شاه و الهش انده و باک

زن دگر باره رای غزنین کرد
بنگر تا چه صعب لعب آورد

قصه بر شاه داشت بار دگر
خواست از شاه خوب رای نظر

به تظلم ز عامل باورد
بخروشید و نوحه پیش آورد

گفت سلطان که نامه ای بدهید
رسم و آیین بد دگر منهید

گفت زن نامه برده ام یکبار
لیک نگرفت نامه را بر کار

بود سلطان در آن زمان مشغول
سخن پیرزن نکرد قبول

گفت سلطان که بر من آن باشد
که دهم نامه تا روان باشد

گر بر آن نامه هیچ کار نکرد
آن عمیدی که هست در باورد

زار بخروش و خاک بر سر کن
پیش ما وز حدیث بی سر و بن

زان سبک گفت ساکن ای سلطان
چون نبردند مر ترا فرمان

خاک بر سر مرا نباید کرد
نبود خاک مر مرا در خورد

خاک بر سر کسی کند که ورا
نبود بر زمانه حکم روا

بشنید این سخن ز زن سلطان
شد پشیمان ز گفت خود به زمان

گفت کای پیرزن خطا گفتم
کز حدیث تو من برآشفتم

خاک بر سر مرا همی باید
نه ترا کاینچنین همی شاید

که مرا مملکت بود چندان
که در آن ملک باشدم فرمان

به ایاز آن زمان سبک فرمود
که سخن بیش از این ندارد سود

زی غلامان سبک یکی بگزین
که رود زی نسا چو باد برین

که بود مرو را سواری بیست
بنگرد کاین عمید ابله کیست

کار بر مرد بد بگیرد سخت
پس مرو را فروکند به درخت

نامه در گردن وی آویزد
تا ز بد هرکسی بپرهیزد

بس منادی زند به شهر درون
کانکه از حکم شاه رفت برون

سر بپیچید و ضال و عاصی گشت
گرد خود رایی و معاصی گشت

مر ورا این سزا بود ناچار
تاندارد رضای سلطان خوار

رفت میری بدین مهم در حال
کشت مرد فسادجو به نکال

عامل ابله از چنان کردار
جان به بیهوده کرد در سر کار

بعد از آن حکم شاه نافذ گشت
شیر با گور آب خورد به دشت

شاه را حکم چون روان باشد
عالم از عدل او جنان باشد

پس اگر حکم او نباشد جزم
نکند هیچکس به ملکش عزم

امر سلطان چو امر یزدانست
سایهٔ ایزد از پی آنست

لفظ مهتر که گفت از پی شاه
هست سلطان همیشه ظل اللٰه

English translation

Have you heard what happened, as was fitting, What that woman did with the past prince? The king of kings, the Right Hand of the Religion, Mahmud, Through whom generosity and liberality became alive, To whom that woman gave a harsh answer, Such that he bit his finger because of her. An agent in Nisa and Baward Made an attempt on that woman's property and belongings. He seized the woman's house by force; When he took it, he left her in the clothes of a desert Arab. The woman, out of hardship, took the path to Ghaznin; Listen to this story and behold the wonders. She made her petition known to the Sultan, Bringing God as her intercessor, Saying: 'The agent of Nisa took my properties, And I am perishing from this suffering.' When the king heard the old woman's condition, And saw the old woman weak and helpless, He said: 'Give her a letter, if there is one, So that he stays his hand from the woman's properties.' The woman quickly took the letter and brought it Joyfully to the agent of Baward, Ordering him to return all the property to the woman And to grant passage to the helpless woman. The wretched agent thought to himself: 'I will make the judgment on this woman like the judgment of Sodom. The woman will not travel the road to Ghaznin again; I will not submit to her.' He returned not even a grain of dust to the woman, Nor did he have any anxiety or fear of the king or God. The woman once again decided to go to Ghaznin; Look what a difficult game she brought about. She presented her story to the king once more, Seeking a wise opinion and judgment from the king. In seeking justice against the agent of Baward, She cried out and raised a lament. The Sultan said: 'Give her another letter; Do not establish bad customs and practices anymore.' The woman said: 'I carried the letter once, But he did not act upon the letter.' The Sultan was busy at that moment; He did not accept the old woman's words. The Sultan said: 'My duty is only To give a letter so that it is issued. If he did not act upon that letter, That governor who is in Baward, Cry out bitterly and throw dust on your head In front of us, and speak no more of this endless matter.' Quickly and calmly she said: 'O Sultan, Since they did not obey your command, It is not I who should throw dust on my head; Throwing dust is not fitting for me. Dust on the head should be thrown by someone Whose command is not sovereign over the age!' The Sultan heard this speech from the woman, And immediately regretted what he had said. He said: 'O old woman, I spoke in error, For I was disturbed by your speech. Indeed, dust on the head is fitting for me, Not for you, for whom this is appropriate, For how can I have such a vast kingdom, Yet my command is not obeyed within that realm?' He then quickly ordered Ayaz, Saying: 'Further talk is of no use. Choose quickly one of the servants To ride to Nisa like the morning breeze, Who shall have twenty horsemen with him, To see who this foolish governor is, To deal harshly with the evil man, And then hang him from a tree, To hang the letter around his neck, So that everyone may abstain from evil. And then proclaim loudly within the city: 'Whoever went outside the king's command, Rebelled and became lost and disobedient, And wandered around self-will and sins, This is inevitably his punishment, Lest he should hold the sultan's pleasure in contempt.'' A commander departed for this task immediately, And killed the corrupt man with exemplary punishment. The foolish agent, due to such conduct, Lost his life in vain in this affair. Thereafter, the king's command became effective; The lion drank water with the wild ass in the plain. When the king's command is sovereign, The world becomes like paradise from his justice. Therefore, if his command is not decisive, No one will resolve to enter his kingdom. The sultan's command is like God's command; That is why he is called the Shadow of God. The words of the Prophet, spoken of the king, are: 'The Sultan is always the Shadow of God.'

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Updated 2026-07-03

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