Chapter 5Jalal's confused mind and

Chapter 5

Jalal's confused mind and inner thoughts

Ruthless Shenshah was awestruck with his own emotions... Very first time his eyes gleamed for someone else's pain... Cool waves of air... Calmness of glorious moon ... Complete silence but He was feeling restless... He never felt this pinch in his heart... His heart was feeling numb and sore... Her words had impacted him to his core... Her confession of hating Mughals and him was giving him tremor instead of anger. His mind filled with many questions... Is this Radha's own story...? Is Radha herself the Pari of her story? Why she couldn't finish the end of the story? Why she cried for the first time in her life? What is so painful in that story which is bothering her to this extreme?

Yeh hume kya ho raha hai... Kyu yeh ladki humare zehen me bas gayi hai... Jabse mehel me aai hai tabse vo kabhi hume sukun deti hai aur kabhi humara sukun chin leti hai... Hume kyu mehsoos hota hai jaise ke hum uske samne kamjor ho jate hai... Humari itni sari begumon me se kisi ki itni himmat nahi ke humari ankho me dekh ke bat kar sake...aur yeh ladki, na hi is par humara koi prabhav padta hai aur na hi ise humara koi khauff hai... Vo bekhauff hoke jo uske dil me hota hai vo bol deti hai... Kabhi uski ankho me bepanaha nafrat hoti hai aur kabhi uski ankho me ajib sa suna pan... Kabhi vo baadal ki tarah khilkhilati hai... aur kabhi vo khobsurat jheel ki tarah qatai (shant)... Kabhi uski soch me vo takmil (maturity) ... Kabhi vo shararti jharne si chanchal lagti hai... to kabhi vo jungle ki sherni to kabhi masum pariyo ki shehjadi... Kabhi uski zubaan pe shehed to kabhi zeher...

Shehad me lipte hue uske labz humare zehen me katar ki tarah chubte hai... Radha tum din babdin, har din ek uljhi hui paheli banti ja rahi ho...

Again in the dark night, the full glorious innocent moon was laughing and History was ready to be written with golden ink... Jalalludin Mohammad ... Cruel... Heartless... Ruthless... Arrogant... Shenshah's Heart was fluttering like a butterfly for the first time in the history ... His first step toward Akbar was taken... History was sending soothing waves of cold shiver, to acknowledge beginning of biggest change of the 16th century... Stars were blinking with extra shine... moon was spreading glory of the peace in entire Hindustan to welcome divine soul of Akbar the great...

A restless shenshah was walking in the big balcony back and forth rapidly... His mind and heart both were haunting him with chain of thoughts and questions... Her innocent tearful eyes gave throbbing strikes on his heart. Her sharp words, her ignorance, and her rejection little by little adding fire with anger in him... the way she bluntly questioned him, why he is trying to come this much close to a common Dasi... and her advice... it is not good for Shenshah's prestige... In other words she was telling him to stay away from her... He was confused with his own emotions... For the first time his dead heart started to murmur with little beats... Which was in fear of beating for the first time... Her pain was unbearable for him and his own attraction towards her was annoying him. She was pounding on his ego with her sober and sharp words... He decided that he will not bend to a bandi... he will make her realize she is a mamoli bandi not a princess...the more he thought about her ... the more his anger increased... She was defeating his pride... He was fighting against his own desire... her rejection was crushing his pride little by little... He was feeling helpless and restless in front his own heart... No matter how much he tried but as soon as he sees her he becomes helpless... her tears were still giving him pain...

Suddenly it occurs to him that it was middle of the night, he had been standing there and watching moon for more than three hours... Jalal with shock... walked back to the chamber ... he stopped at the door seeing her glorious face in divine moonlight... While sleeping, she looked calm like a soft and sweet sound of Ghazal... His restlessness and anger disappeared in a flick... He gazed at the celestial beauty till night took over him in his embrace and took him to dreamland...

Early morning...

Radha woke up early, as per her daily routine and smirk again today seeing Jalal sleeping like a little child... She finished pooja quickly and with regret apologised to Krishna for not completing puja... Her face was showing weakness of fasting...

She went to kitchen to arrange food for Rahim's breakfast... Reva was also waiting for food... Both of them sat on the bench...



Reva with anxious look asked Radha... Is everything fine? Why you look little feeble? She checks up on her forehead if she has fever...



Radha with cheerful tone: Nahi hum puri tarah se swasth hai... Par bas vo humara upvas hai iss liye thodi thakaan mehsoos ho rahi hai...



Reva with surprising tone: Upvas kyu Radha? Konsa vrat kar rahi ho...



Radha just smirk and said... Are Jane de na...kuch khas nahi bas aese hi upvas rakha hai... Aur bata kya chal raha hai mehel me...



Reva with exciting tone: Radha... tu nayi hai na iss liye shayad tuje pata nahi hoga... Aaj se tin char dino me bahot bada meena bazaar lagne vala hai...



Radha with amusing tone: Meena Bazar vo kesa bazaar hai...



Reva..are tuje to khuch bhi pata nahi... Yeh bazaar saal me do baar lagta hai... Isme bahot maza aata hai... bahot sari pratiyogitaye hoti hai... Aur usme na tin group hote hai... 1. To Khaas begum ka... jisme kariban 35 begum hissa leti hai... 2. Jo mamuli begum (vese to unhe begum nahi keh sakte par shenshah jinke sath ek raat bitate hai unhe mamooli begum ka darza milta hai... aur jisme cum se cum 500 se bhi jyada hoti hai... aur 3. Tisra group yani humara ... mamooli dasi aur khaas dasi ka.. jisme 3500 se bhi adhik matra me dasiya bhag leti hai... Aur hamare group ke vijeta aage mamuli begum ke sath pratiyogita me hissa lete hai... Aur usse aage to kabhi aesa hua hi nahi ki koi dasi khaas begum se mukabla kar paye... vaha tak pahuchna aasan nahi hai... Shenshah ki harek begum bahot nipurn aur honhar hai... humara unse koi mukabala nahi...



Radha asked her ... to iss me Rukaiya begum bhi hissa leti hai...



Reva with exciting tone: Ha har saal wo hissa leti hai aur wohi jitti hai...

Use koi bhi shatranj, ghud swari aur Tirandaji me hara nahi sakta... Har saal wohi jit ti aa rahi hai...



Radha with regretting face talking to herself... Kaash hume mehel chod ke jana nahi hota varna, uss badd dimag, gamandi, chudail Rukaiya ko hum acche se sabak sikhate... us ko to hum sari pratiyogitaon me hara kar usse badla lete... Hum se usne farsh saaf karvaya tha... to hum bhi usko dikha dete ki hum koun hai...



Reva with loud tone... Radha Kaha kho gayi tum...



Radha with smirk ... Kuch nahi... Aur batao kya hota hai Meena Bazaar me...



Reva with exciting tone...Par aanad ki baat yeh hai... ki hum hindu dasiyon ko 10 kheme milte hai... vaha par hum alag alag chize bana ke bech sakte hai... Aur jo bhi munafa hota hai hum sab hindu dasiyan aapas me baat lete hai... Vese aesa kabhi hua nahi ki Shenshah ne hindu dasiyon ke kheme se kuch kharida ho... Par ha pichle saal unhone kisi mughal dasi ke kheme ka pura saman kharid liya tha... Agar iss bar aesa hua to me jatra ka kar chuka ke vrindavan jaungi...

Aur pata hai sirf ek hi khema jeet ta hai iss pratiyogita mai... Jis kheme ki sabse adhik aamdani hui ho ... Shenshah une apne hatho se puruskar dete hai... Aur ek din ke liye jo bhi jeetta hai us ke sath shenshah pura din vyatit karte hai... Vese to pichle paach saal se Rukaiya begum hi jit ti aai hai... Vo ajib nayabi chize shenshah ko pesh karti hai aur uski moohmangi kimat leti hai...

Hum to har saal iss din ka intzaar karte hai... yeh din koi mele se cum nahi hota...

Radha : Reva, Ek baat puche... Shenshah ke hath se purashkar milna koi badi baat nahi hai... Aur unke sath din bitane se kya ho gaya... Pata nahi yaha ki aurate shenshah ke piche diwani kyu hai...

Reva with smirk... Radha sach me hume bahot baar lagta hai tu koi bade se rajay ki raj kunwari hai... Jo duniya bhar ke nakhre karti hai... Pata hai jab Shehnsha ne tujhe pehli baar dekha tha... Hum to sab dung hi reh gaye the... Shenshah ko humne kabhi aese kisi begum ko bhi dekhte hue nahi dekha... Tum jis tarah se bol rahi thi sach kahu to muje to laga tha tu apni jaan se hath dho bethegi... Par teri sacchai shenshah ko bha gayi lagta hai... varna kisi aurat ka ghoonghat vo iss tarah kabhi na uthate... aur uske baad me vo Mariam makhani ke samne tumhare chehre me jis tarah kho gaye the hume to laga wo tumhe apni begum bana lenge...

Radha with annoying tone: Reva vo hume unki begum banana chahe to bhi hum kabhi unse shadi nahi karna chahenge... Pehle to vo ek Mughal hai... aur dusra unki itni sari begum hai... Aur upar se woh itne sangdeel... nirdai aur ahankari... Hum aese purush se kabhi vivah nahi kar sakte...

Reva with surprising look: Sach me Radha... tu pagal hai... Tuje shayad pata nahi... Shenshah ke piche pure harem ki aurate katar laga ke khadi rehti hai... Vo kya kya nahi karti taki shenshah unhe ek nazar dekh le... mene apni ankho se dekha hai... begume juth muth girti hai shenshah ke samne... taki shenshah unhe ek baar sahara de... Tune kabhi begum ko jhagdte hue nahi dekha shenshah ke liye... vo sab marti hai unke sath vakt bitane ko aur tu unko shadi ke layak tak nahi samajhti... sach me.. tu badi ajib hai...

Radha: isme ajib kya hai...hume vo pasand nahi hai to nahi hai...

Reva with giggle... Acha Radha agar shenshah tumhe apni khaas begum ka darza de to bhi tu inkar kar degi...

Radha with irritating look said... Ha to usme kya badi baat hai... baat to vohi hui na... hume unko itni sari auraton se batna padega...

Kitchen worker came out with food for Rahim...

Radha with exciting tone: Reva sach me Meena bazar bahot dilchasp lagta hai... Hum tumhe shaam ko milenge... Rahim shayad nind se uth gaya hoga...



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