Neither any Nawab nor any Raja ever valued me the way the King of the Deccan did.
In this couplet, the poet reflects on the deep appreciation and respect he received from the King of the Deccan, famously known for his generous patronage of art and literature. Though many proud Nawabs and Rajas ruled across the land, none possessed the discerning eye to truly honor the poet's worth like the ruler of the South. It speaks to that rare, comforting joy an artist feels when they finally encounter someone who truly recognizes the brilliance of their soul and craft.
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