Alexander was awestruck by seeing The King Purushothama who was riding a war elephant.
Raja Purushottam (King Porus-Greek name),a giant 7 feet 2 inches and well built, seated on a enormously big elephant looked like Beast, marched with his army towards Alexander the Great. Three Hundred and Twenty six years Before the time of Christ The story is said of a king who Fought an Emperor's might The brave and young Emperor From thousands of miles away Marched to the Indian shores Crushing those who stood his way On the banks of the Jhelum he stood With an army well trained and fierce It was only a matter of time, before His enemy's defence he did pierce But Porus, with an army so small Was a brave and selfless king That even today of his bravery Paeans we proudly sing With horses and soldiers in thousands The Greek army thronged But they had left their shores long ago For their families, they badly longed But the brave soldiers of Porus Were ready to defend their pride To take on their mighty enemy With their brave king by their side The armies began the charge And a fierce battle ensued Through days and nights the conflict Without respite, continued Though aged and outnumbered He was a lion on the battle field Not an inch of his mother land He was certain he would not yield But day by day his resources Were slowly getting spent And the battle was slowly slipping To its known inevitable end With his army decimated The King was taken prisoner Chained and tied he was brought To the famous Greek Emperor Proud of another victory Garbed in royal splendour To welcome the vanquished king Sat, the great Alexander The kingdom stood and wept As quickly spread the word That their brave, beloved king Was to die by a foreigner's sword But the gracious Greek victor Took one and all by surprise As Porus was brought in chained He told his court to arise He walked up to the King Pride, still gleaming in his eyes The court bayed for his blood The loser's swift demise 'In three years of conquests' The young emperor said 'Many an army I have seen Quite bravely and ably led Yet there has been no one O King So fearless and filled with pride Knowing that death is their end Each one, till their end they tried So tell me then dear friend You might have lost on the battle field But like a true hero of the land Your honour you didn't yield As a brave soldier to another My privilege that you I did meet As an adversary, soldier or king How shall thee I greet? ' Hearing the words of honour Porous lifted his wounded head And in halting words he spoke Though from the wounds he profusely bled 'You have won the battle fair So enjoy the spoils it does bring But since you have asked me with honor Treat me, as befits a king' An empire across the seas I have conquered and that is mine But your Kingdom belongs to you I return it, its rightfully thine. When Porus, who exhibited great talent in the battle, performing the deeds not only of a general but also of a valiant soldier, observed the slaughter of his cavalry, and some of his elephants lying dead, others destitute of keepers straying about in a forlorn condition, while most of his infantry had perished, he did not depart as Darius the Great King did, setting an example of flight to his men but as long as any body of Indians remained compact in the battle, he kept up the struggle. Raja Purushothama (King Porus) - Unknown Truths.