Lālē Kheta jān,
Sujē Ratan samghāriyo
Ajmal Arasi rān.
In repeating these stanzas, the descendant of Alu Hara may find some consolation for the mental sufferings he endures when he casts a glance upon the ruins of Bumbaoda and its twenty-four subordinate castles, not one of which now contains a Hara:
And there they stand, as stands a lofty mind,
Worn, but unstooping to the baser crowd;
All tenantless, save to the crannying wind,
Or holding dark communion with the cloud.[[27]]
That these ruins make a powerful appeal to the Hara, I can prove by letters I received in October last year, when, in obedience to a mandate of the ‘Queen of the Pass,’ a band collected at her shrine to obey her behest, whatever that might be.