HE questioned 'HIS Shadow' BUT answer came from 'SOUL'.!.Updt-Pg28 - Page 5

Originally posted by: preetgurti

I was crying it was sooo beautiful how he sleep in her amrs how she held him
akdha today touch different chord

Originally posted by: tamy267

same here Preet...didnt even realize kab rone lagi main...😭

beauty sometimes comes with lots of emotions.

Jalal falling asleep was the cherry on the cake...❤️

Originally posted by: RadhikaS0

Not necessity, not desire - no, the love of power is the demon of men. Let them have everything - health, food, a place to live, entertainment - they are and remain unhappy and low-spirited; for the demon waits and waits and will be satisfied.

Friedrich Nietzsche

The tide is turning in Jalal's life. The past is ebbing away, the present is uncertain, and the future tentative.

He is in the throes of a moral crisis.

Yesterday when he saw himself for the first time in the mirror, all painted with blood, Jalal woke up from the numbness of not just that moment, but from the numbness of a lifetime, in which he had witnessed many a struggle for power and authority in Hindustan, symbolised by the Mughal throne.

Yesterday, he suddenly became aware that his hands were covered with blood, not just literally but also figuratively speaking. It was one of the most life-changing moments for Jalal. Like the moment that changed Ashoka forever after he witnessed the devastation he had caused to win Kalinga.

In an instant, he was filled with repugnance and self-loathing. He rushed to wash off that blood and with it the guilt that had lain hidden inside his heart for years - guilt associated with his struggle against his own family to retain the Mughal takht. When Jalal was trying to wash all that blood from his hands in the hamam and screaming his soul out for the latest person he had lost as the price for keeping the takht - for an instant, he reminded me of Lady Macbeth. His hands refused to stop scrubbing at the stubborn blood that seemed to drip from the wounds of all the people who had died so that Jalal could sit on the throne. I felt that his mind was continuously replaying his past and no amount of water was able to cleanse him of his guilt.

This internal struggle within himself spilled over into today's episode. After Mahamanga had cursed him to mourn for his kids as she mourned for her son, again the past started replaying in Jalal's mind. He couldn't fathom why, in spite of being the Shahenshah of Hindustan, he was doomed to remain alone and had to witness his loved ones departing and the ones who wanted to dethrone/kill him increasing around him.

Who knows what true loneliness is - not the conventional word but the naked terror?

Joseph Conrad

I feel anyone who is in some position of power or who wants to be in some position of power ought to see those moments (yesterday and today) wherein Jalal tried to expunge his innermost demons of guilt and fear in outbursts that seemed to tear his soul apart. He lamented the throne to which he was stuck for it had turned even his foster parents against him. It had divided his family and robbed him of the love of a family, the affection of friends, and the trust of comrades.

I had not been quite ready to accept Jalal as a throne-burning kind of person. But today, when he burnt the throne, it seemed the most natural thing in the world to do at the time. His extreme loneliness, the angst he felt in his heart, the struggle he was unable to resolve in his mind - between wanting to love and be loved and the realization that people loved his throne more than him and even those who he had regarded as his mothers would not think twice before killing him - every feeling arose slowly like smoke from burning cinders.

Here was a man who was crumbling in front of our eyes and clearly needed someone to bring back before he was annihilated by his own raw emotions.

I was spell-bound to watch Jalal today, expressing all his pent up grief and rage through his eyes initially and later through a very violent physical gesture.

Originally posted by: aanchal_c

i feel disgusted thinking the cv's will show that akbar lost his children due to a curse by an unsure soul...by a person who has never in her life loved akbar genuinely...it was only power...how can a curse by someone whose soul is as black as coal come true...is it wrong over right for the cv's...?

Originally posted by: RadhikaS0

Jodha the Matrix

Just as life is changing forever for Jalal, so too is it changing for Jodha. For the one without the other is nothing.

While Jalal had pursued and won Jodha for her beauty and grace, he was himself defeated by the purity of her soul and the nobility of her thoughts. More and more I see that he is no longer looking to just spend the night with her but every wakeful moment. For life is suddenly becoming extremely ugly and pushing him swiftly towards the gorge of wretchedness.

Jodha is to him like a mother who can kiss all his pain and anguish away with a gentle smile on her lips. Whether he was stirred by Adham's outburst in the DEK or deadened by his own uncontrollable emotions upon Atga's death, he sought her out to sooth his ravaged heart and offer solace to a mind struggling to resolve a myriad conflicting emotions.

Today, he was so lost in his own wretchedness that he felt as if he had to renounce his throne - the throne that had led him to lose the people closest to his heart in one way or the other. But he forgot one thing in his misery. That he is no longer alone but has a passionate companion who would be by his side through fair weather and foul. Today I shudder to even call her his shadow because even a shadow leaves one in times of darkness. But today Jodha herself told Jalal that she would never leave him even if everyone else did or he no longer remained a king.

What can I call her? She is really the womb who holds Jalal close within her and doesn't let anything that can hurt him get to him. She is like the sepals that hold a fledgling bud inside their protective arms till it is ready to bloom forth.

Today, I saw two sides to her - and both sides showed her immense love for Jalal and her wish to protect him from the evil around us.

The first time, she was able to calm a Jalal shaking with venomous hatred for the throne that had split his family and made him lose some of his closest associates.

The second time, she went to meet Maham and inquire from her the reasons for her curse. She was no longer cowering in front of Maham, but a completely confident woman who knew her husband needed her more than she needed herself. Who knew that she couldn't let the Mughal sultanat die with Jalal.

To me, both the scenes were beautiful. If she was like Mother earth in one and able to calm down the struggling-with-emotions Jalal; then she was protective of him and their love in the other scene. This protective side of her came to the fore yesterday also when she uttered that beautiful shloka to spread the sheath of her goodness over him like an umbrella and guard him from the rain of sorrow that threatened to drown his soul in it.

Abhay, I haven't attempted to say anything about your post so far. Because I cannot say anything about perfection. It is and therefore, it is perfect. I was hypnotized by your explanation of the shloka as well as mesmerized by the way you have described the advent of the spiritual journey of JA.

I had felt that may be the CVs were not up to it to show anything so beautiful. How wrong I was! So far, at least, the way JJ are being shown to discover each other's soul and essence through shared grief and experiences, the track is absolutely stunning.

Originally posted by: surochitadutta

Radhika... I stand up and salute you for this wonderful piece of writing... Each and every line of your post so beautifully depicted the Sahansha which we saw in last few episodes... Beautiful beautiful post.. It was a treat to read...