CHAPTER -1
HALF BLOOD PRINCE
{ Doobe na kabhi mera safeena likh de
Jannat bhi gawara hai, magar mere liye
Aye Kaatib-e-Taqdeer, Madina likhde }
I covers my head with the green scarf , my ears buzzing with the melodious naat (prayer ) coming from the speaker in the AJMEER -SHARIF How it put my heart at peace , i always loved coming here , the peace , soulfulness its almost makes me feel like a normal human . I have royal blood running in my veins well half blood will be the correct word for it . my mother was a muslim whereas my father was a RAJWADE . my father was very intellectual , diplomatic prince on his way to take the crown of MAHARAJA DHIRAJ , but he made a small mistake in his path to success , he fell for the beauty of the elder daughter of his richest muslim noble of his court . He was so encapatured in her beauty , her hazel eyes so bewitching that without giving anything a thought he married her & fathered a child , a boy to be precise, with most beautiful , inocent eyes , beautiful heart as people say he was outcome of pure love well that what people say atleast though i agree to disagree.
{. Tajdar-e-Haram, ho Nigaah-e-Karam (x2)
Hum ghareebon ke din bhi sanwar jayenge }
At first my grandfather accepted it, well my nana was very rich you see. the dowry that come with this marriage was too big to be refused especially when the royal family was facing so much financial crisis . This marriage alliance can save the crown to remain the family and apparently other option was too deadly to revive the wealth . EAST INDIA COMPANY has offered to provide huge amount of wealth if our kingdom get ready to surrender itself to the BRITISH CROWN but with this rajadwde lose the real power and authority over the AJMER - MEWAR PROVINCE . So the decision to accept the marriage for time being was made .
{ Haami-e-bekasaan, kya kahega jahan
Aapke dar se khaali agar jayenge
Tajdar-e-Haram, Tajdar-e-Haram }
Well the time was short .. too short . i was just 2 years old when my father has fallen, again this time for a RAJUPTANA PRINCESS, princess of jaipur RADHA RATHORE . This news has created a spring of happiness in the palace .my grandfather had sent the proposal without delay and marriage had been fixed ,my mother and i were at my nana 's house at that time , news had angered my nana so much that he had threatned to kill last kin of their blood , mother had been devasted to much to lose 'her one true love' . Scared of nana 's retrot marriage talks were kept close for a while , but meanwhile both kingdoms stratgised to get the problem killed.
My mother & her whole family was burned alive in the night fortunately or unfortunately that night i had stayed with my aunt in the village thus saved from the masccare.
{Koi apna nahi gham ke maaray hain hum
Aapke dar pe faryaad laaye hain hum
Ho Nigah-e-karam, warna chokhat pe hum
Aapka naam le le ke mar jaayenge
Tajdar-e-Haram, Tajdar-e-Haram}
marriage took place in the most lavish manner possible , all the kings of kigdoms were called , governor of bengal , governor general even her majesty the queen of britain were invited . my aunt has kept me hidden all those years scaring that they might kill me too ,we were on hide for two years . but one day my gradmother came to know that i was alive then she foughted with heven & hell to bring me back to my rightful , she loves me more than anyone ever can or ever will . but my homecoming came with a big condition that i can never claim my rights on the CROWN , well fortunately for them i have no interest even .
{Kya tumse kahoon aye Arab ke Kunwar
Tum jaanat ho mann ki battiyaan
Dar-e-furqat toh aye ummi-laqab
Kaate na kat ti hai ab rattiyaan
Turi preet mein sudh budh sab bisri
Kab tak rahegi yeh beqabri}
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my was not allowed to learn sword fighing or hold a gun anything that put me in a postion to kill the future king my brother my sweet brother i can never hurt him in a million years . grandmother had taken the responsibility of bringing me up . she made me like her , i used to spend my morning with her in palace temple reciting every shlok of holy GEETA or RAMAYANA . my day used to be spend in studing ,a separate tutor for me was appointed to learn the basic education , my evening were spend watching my brothers learn skills of a warrior while i used remain sited with my books in my hand , i just love reading . my grandmother singing attracted me towards the muscial art , seeing my entusiasm to sing , learn musicinstrument , my grandmother appointed best tutors thankfully my father or grandmother or my ma ( step mom) did find it threat enough to be removed ,anyway they considered music was for harlots ..its weird then should i call the brhamins who chant mantras and artis on every festive occasion harlots haaa... humans have very funny behaviour .
Gaahe ba-figan duzdeedah nazar
Kabhi sun bhi toh lo hamri battiyaan
Aapke darr se koi na khaali gaya
Apne daaman ko bhar ke sawaali gaya
Ho habeeb-e-hazin par bhi Aaqa nazar
Warna auraq-e-hasti bikhar jayenge
Tajdar-e-Haram, Tajdar-e-Haram}
"beautiful " this word just leaves my mouth on my own accord seeing the magical insight of mosque , fully decorated for the EDD , qualis are chanting the holy naat , one my friend siting their calls me to join . i join them redily . my voice singing that same old soulful naat embeded in my soul so well .
{Maikashon aao aao Madine chalen
Aao Madine chalen, Aao Madine chalen
Isi mahine chalen, Aao Madine chalen
Tajalliyon ki ajab hai fizaa Madine mein
Nigah-e-shauk ki hai inteha Madine mein
Gham-e-hayat na khauf-e-kazaa Madine mein
Namaz-e-ishq karenge ada Madine mein
Barah-e-raas hai raahe-e-Khuda Madine mein
Aao Madine chalen, Aao Madine chalen
Isi mahine chalen, Aao Madine chalen
Maikashon aao aao Madine chalen
Dast-e-Saaqi-e-Kausar se peene chalen
Yaad rakho agar , uth gayi ek nazar
Jitne khaali hai sabb jaam bhar jayenge
Tajdar-e-Haram, Tajdar-e-Haram
Khof-e-toofan hai, bijliyon ka hai darr
Sakht mushkil hai Aaqa kidhar jayen hum
Ap hi agarr na lenge hamari khabar
Hum musibat ke maaray kidhar jayenge
Tajdar-e-Haram, Tajdar-e-Haram}
when i end the prayer looking up in the sky full of star my eyes a little wet , sending a small dua for my mother & her family . then i thank my stars for giving me my grandmother who have never stoped me for falling other half part of blood , she always encouraged me to learn every naat , read the holy quarm , she belives every religion has good to taught , follow the truth , never hurt the inocent , love all your fellow human beings , huminity is the biggest god.
i left the ajmer sharif taking the blessing of all mighty . i have to go back to london to join MBA . at first when i was send to london for my graduationi i was sad knowing fully that i was a plan to keep me far away from the mewar . now i happy i have found my own life there i dont need this place , this kingdom to build my life , i will build my life on my own .
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this the link to the song it is beautiful do hear it .
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a18py61_F_w buddy me for PMS i dont want to hurt any muslim or hindu here , please if i offened you somewhere it is not intentional . it is just a story with a lot of fiction in it , it all work of my crazy mind .
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