How satanic had you been,
How idiotic and stupid
That destroyed you Nalanda
Where your sons and daughters could have read
And seen light,
You yourself read you not
Nor let your kids read,
Get the light,
Had you nothing with you to carry along
From Turkey
As a legacy and heritage
And carried you nothing, Bakhtiyar,
As had you not,
People would, have remembered you
Had you treated otherwise, ,
But the fanatical ones may take your name,
But never the educated ones,
Bakhtiyar,
How satanic had you been,
How demoniac and devilish,
A bigot had you been,
A zealot
And nothing more,
An invader, a foreigner,
A nomadic tribesman?
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