Originally posted by: history_geek
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Radhika,
This post of yours is a masterpiece. I do not possess the audacity to match your words.
Thanks! You have the ability to surpass all words with your writing that leaves nothing - no nuance, no expression, no feeling - untouched. This post is again an exquisite example of your soul-felt writing and your extreme passion for Jodha Akbar.
Absolutely Phenomenal Performance by the Leads.!!!.
What an Episode it was.. I would recommend to all the friends here, watch the episode..
Definitely! Totally "real" as if we were watching them from behind gossamer curtains, unknown and unseen, while they lived their lives. 👏
Tell me what was Missing.?. >>
Memories
Broken hearts
Tear-stained faces
Grief
Sadness
Regret
Guilt
Depression
Heart-Break
Rage
Sadness
Despair
Collapse
Console
Lost
Drifting
Helplessness
Vulnerability
Anger
Resent
Fraught
Denial
And what not.?.
Watch it NOT ONLY for RT and PS..
Today watch the episode for Jodha Akbar.
Amidst all the NR which we are fed up of, i am pretty sure, the scenes we saw today must have been replicated in the Fort of Agra .!!!
Didn't we all feel a Tsunami of Humanistic Feelings.?.
Didn't we all get all those emotionS one could think of, in such a setting.?.
" The rush of arrows and the clash of swords,
Tore the marrow of elephants and the entrails of tigers. "
^^^^^^ These lines "be-jewel" the capability of Shahenshah-e-Hind Jalal-ud-din Mohammed Akbar...Can we think of the man who had the ENTIRE Hindustan at HIS Feet, but was helpless.?. The Man who Proclaimed that he can write(and he DID) the destiny with HIS Sword, was a spectator before the Decree of God..!!!.
Agree completely. I have also mentioned in one of my posts here how God can bring anyone - even an emperor - to his knees and strip him of all ego. Really, Hindustan ka Shahenshah Do Jahan ke Shahenshah ke aage kuch bhi nahin...
Coming to Jodha. She was so much broken today, that she even said, why God took Hasan and why not her.?. I can not think of better lines by Ghalib , to describe this moment :>
Urdu
Koi ummid bar nahin aati
Koi surat nazar nahin aati
Maut ka ek din mu'ayyana hai
Nind kyon raat bhar nahin aati
Aage aati thi hal-e-dil pe hansi
Ab kisi baat par nahin aati
Jaanata hun savab-e-ta'at-o-zahad
Par tabiyat idhar nahin aati
Hai kuch aisi hi bat jo chup hun
Varna kya baat kar nahin aati
Kyon na chikhun ki yad karate hain
Merii aavaaz gar nahin aati
Daag-e-dilagarnazar nahin aata
Bu bhi ai chaaraagar nahin aati
Ham vahan hain jahan se ham ko bhi
Kuch hamari Khabar nahin aati
Marte hain aarazuu mein marne ki
Maut aati hai par nahin aati
English Translation
I am left with no hope at all,
No possibility to reach my goal,
The Day of my death is fixed,
I can not sleep all night.
Then, the state(s) of my heart which used to make me laugh
Now it (laughter) doesn't come for anything.
Though I know the reward of obedience and worship,
But I have no tendency for it.
I am silent for a certain reason,
Otherwise I can convince you with my words,
Why I shouldn't cry,
For when I don't, she asks about me,
My heart is burning, though you cannot see the spot,
But O my doctor, can't you smell my heart burn?
I have reached to a certain state,
From where even I cannot find myself.
I am dying (Waiting anxiously) for my death,
I don't know where my death has gone.
Thanks for the translation 😊...Beautiful and apt verse...There comes a stage in one's life when the body feels like dead weight and the soul yearns to be freed from this "corpse" but there's no deliverance. The soul must find in its depths the life-giving elixir that will enliven the "corpse" and give it a purpose and direction. It's as if God tells us that our work on earth is not yet complete and we must strive ahead, irrespective of however broken we may be.
Can we imagine the plight of Akbar - HK.?.
How it feels for a father to carry his "ANSH" {as Jodha says it}, to the graveyard.?.
The face of Jodha and Akbar displayed a 1000 shades today, each more subtle than the other.
True, we cannot even begin to fathom this. I hate to say this here, but, it must have been experiences such as this that awakened the human in Jalal / Akbar. Only when a man carries the corpse of his own son can he understand what it must mean to another father to carry the corpse of someone he (Jalal) has killed. We wonder why he was so forgiving of his worst enemies. How could he be otherwise after having buried his own children?
Only people who are capable of loving strongly can suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them. Today Jalal was playing the same role for Jodha.
Again I mentioned the same thing in an earlier post that Jalal's love and concern for Jodha healed his own grief for Hasan.
Having said this, i also want to add that, the grief always remains there.. It has been said time heals all wounds. I differ a bit here.. The wounds remain. In time, the mind protecting it's sanity covers them and the pain lessens, but it's never gone."
Someone else also mentioned how the memories always remain and how everything reminds us of those we lost in some way. A small piece of the heart will always be missing, the part that died along with the one we loved and lost.
"Agar kuch hota hai to woh yeh ki, Waqt ke saath us dukh ki "Kashish" "kam" ho jaati hai, par wo "kashish" kabhi "khatm" nahi hoti, woh kayamat tak aapke saath rehti hai.". We can wipe the tears from our eyes, but we can not wipe the pain from our heart.
Beautiful...I wanted to write a short reply 😊 but these lines ^^^ stopped me and urged me to reply to each word, for so much has been said here and left unsaid that a common reply will never do justice to it all.
I admit that i do not shed tears easily, but this episode brought me "almost on the verge" of shedding them. The scene looked so original. It was "saddingly ethereal" . I agree with you that neither can we compare the grief of the parents nor can we say who suffered more..When your fear touches someone's pain, it becomes pity, when your love touches someone's pain, it become compassion..
Did we notice this today.?. Did we notice Jalal's Love being converting into compassion for Jodha. He was very much present with her so that she no longer wrestles with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion(Jalal) and make it a sharer in her thoughts.
They say that the darkest night produces the brightest stars. In my view, the story becomes EPIC by such poignant display of emotions. I have heard that even a hundredfold grief is divisible by love.
I agree. Jalal's love brought more tears to my eyes than even Hasan passing away. This is what epic love stories are made of. This is what makes some love stories unforgettable.
Your partner complements you. While Jodha was with Jalal as his pillar, after he was broken hearing MA's crude words to THEIR unborn sons. Today, it was Jalal who played the same role for Jodha. Tears shed for someone are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart. Jalal and Jodha BOTH have went through the phase.
What can i say about Jalal. The "MAN" in him was very much present there, as a shield for Jodha. Apart from this i would request all not to judge the bereaved mother today. She lost the most beautiful thing she could keep in her heart.
NOW,
She is breathing, but she is dying.
She may look young, but inside she has turned old.
She may smile, but her heart sobs.
She may walk, may talk, may work. She is, but she is not, all at once.
She is here, but part of her is elsewhere for 'eternity' ."
But at least part of her is here thanks to the love of her husband. Or how much more bleak and forlorn would life have seemed to her?
^^^ Above lines are so touching. How many even consider it worth their time to consider a woman could be in grief and need someone to be there to comfort and heal her? A woman is always symbolised as the giver. But how can she go on giving without receiving anything...she too needs to be nurtured from time to time, so that she is able to give again.
RIP -||- Akbar and Harka Bai..
You both were NOT supposed to meet, but you MET..And, You scripted the "UNscriptable script"...!!!..!!!...I can't ADD more here.!. TODAY, I feel short of words..
Legends like this keep one's faith in love going and show us what we are capable of being, if we only wish to be something more. Yesterday, I fell in love with Jodha Akbar again, which was really needed after the manner in which the CVs kept butchering these two in the name of NR. The Atifa/Khyber track was the lowest point. Yesterday was...I won't say highest...because I want to see their love rising still higher. 😊
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