Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki: Episode Discussion Thread - 27
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Part 68
The 'Rudhra mandir' in the evening was a truely beautyful sight set on top of the hill. It was built using the most beautyful white marble set with even really exceptional art work in the toombs in front, the roof though was set with nothing more than simple desighns that reached towards the sky in a triangular desighn. The floor too was set with the beautyful triangular desighns all over the place allowing space to keep lit lamps inside it. The garden around it was set with the most beautyful flowers the people could see, grass hear and there making the entier place strike out making the several steps climb worth the effort. The effort taken by Khabir almost every week dressed in a simple white dodhi and a pale green kurthas with a dark green thread work on the neck. His eyes empty and his face had lost the light that shone across it, ignoring everything else he simply walked towards the main mandir where the moorthy was made out of the most beautyful red marble. A moorthy of a woman standing with her left leg the right foot crossing over in the back, think anklets carved into the very stone, a simple white cloth loosely tagged around her slim waist falling nearly till her ankles. Waist up lead to a beautyful figure with slender hands and soft fingers, one holding a long spear with a chakra hanging from it. On another, holding a golden bowl, a bowl filled with a mixture of nine grains. Between the arms across the shoulder was a white cloth neately folded across her chest was a beautyful white cloth, set in place with the one on her waist using a simple gold ornament like a belt. Khabir stood in front of her with moist eyes and frustation, "Maine khabir apni ma ko nahi dheka, humesha aap ko hi apna maa maan raha tha lekin aap? Aap ne apna beta ko aise hii chod dhiya? Kyun?"
"Bahoth saare kaaran ho sakte hai, shayadh usne suna nahi, shayadh tumne teek thara puja nahi kiya, shayadh tumne apna thaqleef ko sahi thara dhikaya nahi. Kaai karan ho sakte hai lekin aanth sirf ek, tumhara barosa teek nahi tha lekin jo kuch bhi ho saktha hai - karan." Khabir turned around to see a man dressed in a simple safron dhoti with a cloth covering his shoulder with a simple round sandal paste on his forehead, literally shining against the dark nearly wrinkled skin of the man. A sight that made him instantly bend down and touch his feet, "Pranaam…."
"Pranaam, agar aap mere saath chalenge tho aap nko apne saare sawalon ka jawab mill jayega." he added, "Aur usse kuch zyadha bhi, chalo mere saath."
As if in a trance Khabir began walking with him following him to the back of the temple where she stood, the dirl dressed in a beautyful light brown choli with dark thread works all over it. A matching blouse to go along with it adroned by a simple duppata made of dark brown with light brown on either side, the border decorated with heavy thread work once again, her thick hair covered by a gunghat as she stood with her back to him watching the sight of the hills around her, "Kithni kuubsurath hai na Khabir, lekin shayadh kis ko bhi nahi patha hai ke in pahadon main aur unmein basthe hue jungleon main kaai baar yuudh tho chaltha gaya hai. Yudh aachai aur burai ke beech jahaan par burai apni jage se bahar aane ke kosish kartha rehetha hai aur jo aachai ka rakshak hai unse ladthe gaye hai. Kai baar logon ko iss ladayi masoomon ka bali chadadhiya hai burai apni thaqth badane ke liye. Aur humesha burai ke pure jeeth hone se pehele aachai ka rakshak ne usse aakar bachaliya, waise hi tumhara saath bhi hua. Burai ne sirf tume chua tha, isse pehele vo tume pure thara dhood dhe aachai ka raksakon ne aakar tume bachaliya. Vaise hi tumhare saath hua tha, saachai tho yehi hai ke humne tume bacha liya lekin tume shayadh patha nahi hai."
"Mathlab?" Khabir asked, "Mathlab yahi ke jo tumhare saath hua vo tho kuch bhi nahi tha, agar vo bhi nahi hua tho hume tumthak pahonchna aur tume bachana tho bilkul na mumkin hochuka hotha."
"Muje bachane? Aap kaun hai? Muje Piya ne bathaya ke police ne muje duund kar bachaliya." Finally turning around she faced him with a gentile smile and warm eyes, "Humne jhoot bola Khabir, Rudhra aur uski saathiyon ne tume bachaya."
"Piya? Tum? Rudhra?" he stammered as the sight in front of him changed instantly as the wind began picking up around them passing through her hair making the gungat blow over, her normally dark eyes turned bright gold and her slightly dark skin aglow in the setting sun as silence set all over the place showing her as she really was, a divinity in human form rather than a human. "Hum vahi Rudhra hai Khabir jiska puuja kiya gaya tha, vahi Rudhra jiski naam ko lekar tumhare purkon ne kaai ladayia lade the. Vahi Rudhra jiska naam ko apnakar tumhare pariwar ne Rajon se business men ban gaye the. Vahi Rudhra jiski naam lekar aaj bhi tumhari pitha haar bussiness deal kartha hai. Vahi Rudhra jise tum apna sabse pehela dosth, apna farishta aur apna maa manthi the."
Tears filled Khabir's eyes as the truth finally became clear to him and his knees gave away making him kneel down in surender to the great lady, weeping the same manthra over and over again before becoming unconcious, "Dhevi… haay dhevi!"
Krishi
Part 69
Abhay gently touched Piya's shoulder as she stood in the kitchen of Mehera mansion stirring the vegetable soup for Khabir very carefully, still dressed in the same choli she wore to the temple, "Piya? Tum teek tho ho na?"
"Ofcourse Abhay, main bilkul teek hoon, it's really strange, jaab main Shayanitha thi mere sabse khaas loogon ko ijazath tha muje Rudhra ke naam se bulana. A personal name but latter that it self became a title as I fought against evil, lekin thab muje patha nahi tha ke vohi naamse main ek devi baanjaunga, aur dheko maine kya kya nahi hasil kiya that too with least effort." Abhay smiled at Piya gently hugging her from behind as she continued to cook the soup, gently kissing her on her shoulder, "Take care of Khabir, Piya, I'll take care of the toast kya spread karun?"
Piya took her eyes of the soup for a moment to instruct Abhay on how to tackle the slices of bread, "A good layer of butter, nothing else… and soup is ready."
"So is your toast." Abhay added placing the plate of toast on the tray along with the bowl of soup and a vase with a single rose, "You go give it to him and I will go take care of the project work."
"Sounder perfect." added gently hugging him and moved out of the space to give Khabir his soup, just as he was opening his eyes, "Umm… Piya… devi-"
"Piya is fine Khabir, any way maine tumhare liye soup banadhiya can you sit down?" he nodded and sat up on the soft bed allowing the white sheets covering his body to fall off, "Thank you… ek pal ke liye mug tho saab kuch ek sapna lagha."
"That tends to happen a lot when your around me Khabir, your soup." she added setting it down in front of him, "Any way there are certain things I need to tell you! Tumhari inheritance ke bare main, Khabir the story started out like this."
That was how it was as he continued to eat his soup and almost well into lunch time before she was finnished with Dhanish walking into the room dressed in a simple dark brown jeans and a white shirt with brown checks, "Choti! Hay Khabir tum ithni jaaldi utgaye kya? Main yahaan par lunch ke liye bulane aaya, tumne isse saab kuch samjadhiya hai na?"
"Haan dada maine isse saab kuch samjadiya, lunch thiyar hai?" she asked, "Yeah Panchi ne order dhediya hai the cooks are making the meal. Tum donon ka favorite khaana, channa aur puri, phir haan gopi ka fry, aalu mattar, panner, yellow dhall, roti ke saath…. phir haan pulaw, raitha ke saath, aur haan usual chawal, aur haan achar, dhai… ek aur dish bhi kahaan - aah yes jhilebi muu meetha karne ke liye. Do you think that would be enough?"
"More thaan, kaun aane waale hai? Usual gang?" she asked helping Khabir up, "Yeah usual gang aaj meeting hai na!"
"Ofcourse - we need to discuss Khabir's situation." he added opening the door for the two of them allowing him to enter the house and also the beautiful dinning table that had been set up for them. The set up really shocked him, he certainly did not expect anything so grand for a simple 'lunch' with friends. The table was set with a beautyful cream cloth, beautyful white plates with a dark blue desighn on the rims were set in front of each seat. On the side of each large plate was a smaller one covered by a beautyful blue napkin. In front of the small plate was a beautyful tall glass set for watter; on the other side a glass tea cup and sauser and silverware was also set very neately on top of the napkin. In front of the large plates were three cups, one made of glass, one of silver and another of piracs.The entier table was laied with several dishes, each looking much better than the other, all of them covered. Khabir looked at Piya with great suprize, "Aao baito… baki aayenge."
"Baaki?" Khabir asked taking the seat on the right of the head of the table, in reply piya spoke of each person's name as they walked into the room. "Sidharth… Panchi… Maya… Dhanish…. Abhay… Dr. Rakshandha… urf Jayanthini devi…. Dhanajayan…. Soniya… Haseena… aur Chand. Thats everybody - servents ko order dhiya gaya hai na? Ke vo loog yahaan par nahi aasakte hai?"
"Haan saaf orders dhiya gaya hai, lekin aaj ke liye humara ajanda Khabir ko Misha ke baare main samjana hai." Dhananjayan added as the Piya began serving the kheer and Maya began pouring out the tea, "Khabir Misha aab Samrat Rajan ke hawaale main hai aur kaafi bure haalath main. She is almost under his control aur usse bachana kaafi mushkil hai - agar tum humari madhath nahi karthe hai tho."
"Mathlab?" Khabir asked taking his hand off to allow Haseena to serve the matter-panner, "Khabir out of the five families you are the only one who has the blood of a warior. It also means your the only one who has the capacity to pull her out of her current situation. Khabir, Misha ek kaafi buri halts main hai, to save her we need your help."
"Muje kya karna padega?" Khabir asked instantly moving his hand allowing Haseena to serve the ladies finger on his plate as well, Panchi answered him serving him some dhaal in the piracs cup. "Tume ek rescue mission par help karna padega, the guy we are talking about is trapped under Sam's control rather Amritha's control. We don't know anything about him - his name, his history, how they are mannaging to keep him under control nothing."
"So what do we have?" Khabir asked to which Abhay responded tossing a paper in front of Khabir as guru ma served both of them the rotis on the side plate as Piya set down the Kheer and began serving the potatos to everyone, "Just a photograph!"
Krishi
Part 70
"So what do we have?" Khabir asked to which Abhay responded tossing a paper in front of Khabir as guru ma served both of them the rotis on the side plate as Piya set down the Kheer and began serving the potatoes to everyone, "Just a photograph!"
In response Guru ma passed her phone to Khabir after quickly opening a file, "This is his picture, kaafi muskil se mila tha hume. It was by chance that Soniya sensed him when he was stepping out off the club and she was there. Warna yeah bhi nahi milpatha."
"Iss kaam ke liye main kya karpaunga?" Khabir asked his feelings reflected unconditionally in his eyes, something Soniya was quick to note as she was setting down the channa and picked up coliflower to serve, "Khabir sirf tum karpaoge, your the only one with warior blood they mannaged to capture. Samajlo ke tum vacinate hogaye ho so your basically the man for the only man for the job."
Khabir continued to hold his silence for a moment as guruma, Haseena, Soniya, Piya, Maya and Panchi took their seats, "Unlogon ne sirf muje capture khar dhiya? Kya main ithna kamzor tha?"
Chand was the one to quickly respond to him, "No Khabir, you were not you were the only one who was left unprotected enough for them to get close to you."
"Unprotected?" he added with a deep sigh setting as he was about to take a brake a bite of the puri when Soniya quikly inturupted him, "Khabir - kheer ke saath suru karo, devi ma ka prashadh hai and yes you were unprotected. Rudhra devi ke kahaani ke baare main tho tuje patha hai. Ek raja ka ek beta tha, jisse vo bahoth pyar kartha tha, ithna pyar ke rajkumar ke haar choti yaa badi qwaish ko pura kiya jaatha tha. Vaise hii ek din rajkumar ko shikar karne ke kwaish hui tho raja ne usske liye 50 naukar, 70 saathi aur apne senapathi ka beta ko bhi bijwadiha. Ussi waqth vahaan ke ek heeron ka vapari, apne pariwar aur 80 naukaron ke saath aur unke bachon ke saath jaa rahe the. Thabi ek bure haadsa hui thi ek aghor shakthi ne aakar unn saab ko jalaakar raak kar dhiya, siva rajkumar, uss vyapari ka beta aur kuch naukaron ka bachon hii usse bach gaye the. Aur uss bure shakthi ne unn paanch bachon ko bhi maarne ke pure koshish kiya. Lekin na jaane kahaan se ek chamathkar hui thi, unn paanch bachon aur uss thaqth ke beech kisi thara ke thaqth aayi thi. Ek dhevi aayi thi jiske pure badhan aag se bani hui thi aur uske thalwar aur chakra tho sone se, lekin uski aasli thaqth tho uski bhaal thi jiske saamne uss buri thaqth ko naa sirf juk ghayi thi balki baag bhi gayi thi. Yehi kahaani tha na jisko tumne suna?"
"Haan, kuch aur hai kya uss kahaani main?" Khabir and Piya asked in a chorus, Dhananjayan was the one to answer them, "Haan, vo rajkumar sirf ek rajkumar nahi tha, uski maa ek drekan thi."
"Drekan?" Khabir asked to which Piya answered, setting her kheer down and began working through the rest of the meal, "Drekan vo loog hai jinke khoon main hii natural jaduuhi shakthi hai. Waqth aur kaafi external attacks ke wajay se ceremonies aur unke knowladge tho chuut gaye the leekin khoon main powers tho humesha raha tha. Powers jo unko mere saath link kar dhiya jatha hai. This price was a pure blood by accident, one of the few hundreads in existence, pure blood as in the Drekan DNA is very strong within them not the way you are thinking. Khoon ka ristha kabi kabhi ithna gehera hojatha hai ke zindagi ke baadh bhi vo hume keenche lathe hai jaise mere saath hua main thi maar gayi thi lekin muje wapas laya gaya tha kyunki mera khoon ka rishta iss dharthi ke saath tha. Issmain rehene vaalon ke saath aur aachai ka raksha karne waala uss jwala ke saath, thabi main Sughand ke kook main vapas aayi aur aaj tumhare saamne khadi hokar baath kar rahi hoon. Thabi main Rudhra bankar iss sansar main batakthi rahi, lekin yeah tho samjane se samjna na mumkin hai kyunki yeah tho sristhi ka niyam hai. Vo niyam jo samajna manushon ke samaj se bahar hai!"
Khabir was shocked, how did she know what he was thinking, Abhay stepped in, "Khabir - Piya can hear your toughts, uski ragoon main vampier khoon daud raha hai na issiliye."
"Oh - so tum aur?" Piya nodded, "Yes Khabir Raichands aur Sidharth ko bhi tumhari dheemag padne ka thaqth hai but we are going away from the main topic. Misha, Misha ko Samrat ne kiss bhi there apne khabze main tho kardhiya lekin usse pane ke liye tho usee Misha ka hosh main dhiye hue shabdh ke zarurath hai, kisi jaadu main duubi hui nahi hone changiye. Aur Misha ko tho sirf Jai bacha payega jisko bachane ke liye tumhare mathath ki zarurath hai. Humare saath tumhare khoon bhi vahaan par girna padega thabi usse vahaan se nikal payenge."
"Khoon kya meri devi aap ke liye tho mera jaan bhi hazir hai. Bathaiye ke muje kya karna padega?" Khabir asked, Guruma looked at Khabir very carefully, "Dhyan se Khabir, tum yeah vachan aann ke saamne dherahe ho aur jo vachan aann ke saamne dhiya jatha hai vo tho kaafi thaqth bhari hothe hai. Ithne thaqth bhari ke kabhi kabhi peeche hatne se paap lagjathe hai."
"Hosh main hii batha raha hoon Guru ma, bathaiye muje kya karna padega?" Piya responded to his quistion by washing her right hand on the plate it self making others follow the same, "Tumhare vachan kaafi nahi hai Khabir kyunki tume iss vachan ko nibhane ke liye thiyar bhi hona padega. Kaal subhan paanch baje nahaakar, humare dhiye hue kapdon ko pehenar Rudhra ki mandhir main aao. Aur haan apne aap ko puja ke liye laayak laana!"
Krishi
