Article on the abduction of a Muslim bride in a village near Moga.
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Curious to know who the woman was, I accompanied them to Malla, and got to know she was an abducted Mulism bride. They bought mutton on the way and we reached Malla at dusk. Kartara lived with his mother, a widow, ‘Amma’ Daya Kaur, an Amritdhari Sikh. He left the captive woman in the outer room and put the meat to cook on a make-shift chulha, instructing me to stir the kettle and tend the fire while they looked for some home-brewed liquor. Taking advantage of their absence, I told Kartara’s mother about the unfortunate woman.
She took the woman inside her room and promised to protect her honour. When Kartara and Thaman returned, Amma unsheathed her kirpan, threw the kettle of boiling meat at the feet of her son, and thundered: “Rascals! Get out of my sight or I’ll make mincemeat of you.” Stunned, the men took to their heels. A few days later, Pakistani soldiers came over to recover abducted women.
Amma Daya Kaur handed her over to them, saying, “She is as pure as Sita. Kindly, send her to her husband.” The girl embraced Amma and wept like a bride leaving her parents’ home.