The Tuzuk-i-Jahangiri, or memoirs of Jahangir, vol. 2. From the thirteenth to the nineteenth year of his reign. Translated by Alexander Roger

[270] One of the strange things that happened was that one day I was on an elephant and was hunting wolves in Aligarh in the Nuh forest. A rhinoceros appeared, and I struck it with a bullet on its face, near the lobe of the ear. The bullet penetrated for about a span. From that bullet it fell and gave up its life. It has often happened in my presence that powerful men, good shots with the bow, have shot twenty or thirty arows at them, and not killed. As it is not right to write about oneself, I must restrain the tongue of my pen from saying more.