Final Days and Death
For reading about claim of Prithviraj's revenge, see Prithviraj Raso.In 1206, Shahabuddin Ghori had to travel to Lahore to crush a revolt. On his way back to Ghazni, his caravan rested at Damik near Sohawa (which is near the city of Jhelum in the Punjab province of modern-day Pakistan). He was assassinated on March 15, 1206, while offering his evening prayers. The identity of Shahabuddin Ghori's assassins is disputed, with some claiming that he was assassinated by local Gakhars and others claiming he was assassinated by Hindu Khokhars.
Hasan Nizami and Ferishta record the killing of Shahabuddin Ghori at the hands of the Gakhars. However, Ferishta may have confused the Ghakars with the Khokhars. Other historians have also blamed Shahabuddin Ghori's assassination to a band of Hindu Khokhars.
All the historians before the time of Ferishta agree that the Khokhars, not the Gakhars, killed Shahab ud din Ghori.
Some also claim that Shahabuddin Ghori was assassinated by a radical Ismaili Muslim sect.
There is another claim about the death of Muhammad of Ghor, which has considerable appeal, but which is not borne out by historical documents. This is described in the article Prithviraj Raso. Even today Afghans vent their anger by stabbing on the grave of Prithviraj Chauhan, as according to them, Prithviraj had killed Ghori. Sher Singh Rana, a member of Rajput community, visited Afghanistan to trace the grave of Prithviraj Chauhan. He dug Chauhan's "grave" and collected sand from it. This incident created sensation in Indian news and public media – as he said he did it to get back India's pride & respect.
As per his wishes, Shahabuddin Ghori was buried where he fell, in Damik.
Read more about this topic: Muhammad Of Ghor
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