trueCOWBOYmagazine Lela Reynolds 2014 | Page 52

From page 29 Few years passed by when the head of the Nihang Dal, Baba Santa Singh, died and left behind him the battle, the bloodshed, the bloody war of succession. Few got bullets, she the one surviving, whose four close relatives died in the gun battle, succeeded the post of Head Nihang Dal. This bloody feud had its impact on horses and thousands of other Nihangs. Many got uprooted. Hundreds went absconding, many behind bars…! Horses were the first to get affected. And this was the time I saw Karamati the second time. Tears in his eyes, limping from his front leg, structure of barebones. May his soul rest in peace. I went to meet the Dal head at some function at Anandpur in Punjab. Amid high security, he met me after a day long wait in 42° C hot weather, and not even a drop to drink. I offered him money, he accepted. Looking at me he uttered, “What you want?" His jaws dropped when I asked for a horse, as he never expected money for a horse. Horses were headache for him. He promised me that I will get Karamati when Dal traces him and finds where Karamati is, in which part of India. Here it is pertinent to say that Nihangs travel all across India on horse back. Finally I got Karamati after two months of my meeting with Nihang Head. He was in bad shape. I still have that picture of him I clicked when he reached my farm in bad state. Now was the time to nourish him, feed him, treat him. Karamati was home finally, but my happiness was short lived when I got a call from Nihangs that they require Karamati at some religious procession at Talwandi Sabo. I was comfortable with his going there as he belonged to the Guru (Lord). I arranged everything from medicine to fodder and transportation to send him there on the promise that he will be back with me in one week’s time. It was April when I sent him, and it was November when I was still waiting for his return as the Nihangs wanted more money. I paid three more times to again transport him back to my farm in November, but this was not Karamati I got. It was a skeleton. He was dying of wounds on his back and fore left leg.