My question was on the "legendary Memluk". He is said to be El Alfy Pacha. At the bottom of the wall, he is supposed to have jumped from his horse and escaped death. Then he rode several horses to Alexandria to rally his family and friends against Mohammed Ali. What do you think of this story? That is how it is told in my family.
Sorry to disappoint you... the legend of the "El Mamluk El Shared" is nothing but a legend...
The historic recorded fact is that no attending Memluk got away that day, even those who run to the "Hareem" pleading for their lives in humility were not spared. The few Memluks that didn't make it to the party for being sick or out of town or any other reason, ran upon hearing the news to Syria and Turkey. While the massacre was on up at the citadel, their houses were being looted and women and children kidnapped and enslaved by the rebels that hated them so much for so long for the way the Memluks were treating them.
The other point is that it is physically impossible for a man to fall of such a high wall and live to tell... even if he jumps off his horse before reaching the ground... he would continue falling with the same (increasing) speed of the horse! a simple law of physics.
How sad! But thank you anyway for taking the time. My story is nicer though and I think I will stick to it, at least in private, for old time and illusion sake.
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Do you know who he is?
Mohamed-Aly the Great? or the legendary Memluk jumping over the Citadel wall?
My question was on the "legendary Memluk". He is said to be El Alfy Pacha. At the bottom of the wall, he is supposed to have jumped from his horse and escaped death. Then he rode several horses to Alexandria to rally his family and friends against Mohammed Ali. What do you think of this story? That is how it is told in my family.
Sorry to disappoint you... the legend of the "El Mamluk El Shared" is nothing but a legend...
The historic recorded fact is that no attending Memluk got away that day, even those who run to the "Hareem" pleading for their lives in humility were not spared. The few Memluks that didn't make it to the party for being sick or out of town or any other reason, ran upon hearing the news to Syria and Turkey. While the massacre was on up at the citadel, their houses were being looted and women and children kidnapped and enslaved by the rebels that hated them so much for so long for the way the Memluks were treating them.
The other point is that it is physically impossible for a man to fall of such a high wall and live to tell... even if he jumps off his horse before reaching the ground... he would continue falling with the same (increasing) speed of the horse! a simple law of physics.
How sad! But thank you anyway for taking the time. My story is nicer though and I think I will stick to it, at least in private, for old time and illusion sake.
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