New OS~~A silent confession to my Shekhubaba~~

A silent confession to my Shekhubaba

It's a beautiful morning. Mughal Kingdom is as usual busy making strategy to capture other kingdom and making plans to defeat their army. There is a hustle bustle in the royal court. In DEK Birbal, Todarmal Maan Singh were present. They were standing with a model of a deserted valley with some soldier's model in it. They were discussing about the strategy. Three of them were placing their opinion in front of each other and rejecting one by one.

But all of them there is a soul who was dreaming in the bright daylight looking outside f the court. He has become father 6 months before but still his childish heart didn't let him concentrate on the courtroom matters.

"I think we should increase our stay on the valley so we can make our plan of attack according to the situation. What is your decision Jahapanah???" Birbal asked.

"It looks dreamy!!!!!"

"whaaattt??????????????" all the three were shocked with his sudden un natural answer. "What will be sooo lovely to stay in a deserted valley!!!!!!?" Maan Singh though rolled his eyes with a mocking face. But suddenly he saw his respected Phuphasa's face. Observing his eyes and expression anyone could tell that either he is focusing on something else than courtroom or he is sleeping by opening his eyes and dreaming something beautiful.

He noticed Birbal saab try to shook him. He was continuously waving his hands in front of emperor's eyes but it doesn't affect him at all. But there seated there Jahapanah without blinking his lashes.

Maan singh followed his gaze. He was looking outside. "I knew it" Maan Singh shied. "I think he is doing actually both of the work I thought. He was dreaming in bright daylight by focusing outside." Maan Singh chuckled.

You both are the shining light of my life. First you came Jodha and filled my heart with love and life. Gave me my heart back to me. I love you. And you my little life. You came make my life complete make my wish to have a handsome son makes true. Thank You Shekhubaba.' A mighty king for his people and dangerous devil for his enemy Badshah Jalaluddin Muhammad Akbar is now sitting on his throne in the Dewan-E- Khaas. But no he was not in focus of his empire matter but he was looking outside where is love and his life as in his Begum Jodha And his Newly Born son Salim or in his language Shekhubaba was playing with each other.

Suddenly shocking all the darbaries jahapan stand on his feet, pick his talwar, wore his shoes and dashed out of the DEK like a sleep walker. The moment he was out of the court Todarmal scratched his head, "What happened to Jahapanah looks like he is walking in sleep." Birbal Saab adds, "He has changed a lot these. God knows what happened to him??"

"Ouch" Birbal Saab shriek. The culprit was Maan Singh, Jahapanah Brother-in-Law's son and the head of his Army. "A person like you who only played with word don't know how to play with hearts."

"Looks like you know how to play with it??" Birbal asked with a mischievous tone.

A slight blush appear in Maan Singh cheek only he knows how much peace he felt being with his love. So he can also understand his Phuhasa's plight.

It was night. Jodha and Jalal was sleeping in their room. Salim was sleeping in the cradle beside Jalal. The husband and Wife is in each other's arms lost in their warmth a sudden cry broke the sleep of his majesty. He rubbed his eyes while looking for source of the sound. His eyes went towards the cradle where his Shekhubaba was wide awake crying throwing his hands and legs.

This is the life he always want. Waking up with his child's cry at midnight, cuddling him in his arms and roaming around just to make him sleep, playing with him, speaking with him in his own baby language, singing lullaby in his horrible voice be It a bit scary sometimes, make his all wish fulfilled in one second and what not. But all apart being a father is nothing but a off from the character of HIS MAJESTY, and being a father, just a father to his child. He want to be a common man a common father for his child.

For him all his children will be special but there is something more special for Salim. He is the apple of his eyes. His first fruit of love. His first issue that too from the lady he loved with his life. He has been always special for him.

He remember the moment when come to know about the death of Hussein. He feel that his fatherhood has been snatched by the almighty. His dreams being shattered cruelly. But when he saw a millions of dead bodies lying here and there in the fort of Chittorgarh. Bloods are flowing from everywhere. He felt more and more pain. He wanted to show the world the pain and give it to the whole world. But the moment he saw those thousands of dead body lying all over, he felt he snatched many, fathers, sons, bothers from their family. The realisation hit him hard and the pain increase more and more.

But the moment he saw Jodha while returning to Salim Chishti Saab's Ashram, all the pain gone away but he bland was filled by guilt, as during this time he only focused on his Empire and his own suffering but he forget about the person who will suffer many more than him in this loss, and seeing him in pain. He went to her. She was crying having him near her after 3 years. Yet he can see he is happy to see him as winner. As her own Shehnsah is back. She was sad also. To see him, the unbeatable king as a defeated father.

He is a human after all. The moment Jodha touch his check with all the love she had for him. The pain and tears broken out from him. All the pain all the failure he had flooded out as unstoppable tears. He still feel if these tears drops come out on the right time he did not done this horrible massacre with the Chittorgarh people. Just because it he became an inhuman murderer.

He cried and cried. He saw she was also crying having her head in his chest and grabbing his waist tightly. He make her look at him. She is beautiful. She is looking more beautiful as ever. But her eyes says something else. She is beautiful, but incomplete without his touch on her.

That day after many months he showers his love on her and promised he will give he more and more love.

His thought was broken by his Shekhubaba cry. He don't want to wake Jodha up as she is too tired, and the reason of her tiredness was he himself. Jalal chuckled in his thought. He went towards the cradle and pick his Shekhubaba up in his arms.

"What happen my baccha??? Want to get your feed??" he asked in baby tone.

mmm mmm mummmuuu bbbaabbabab..."

"ha ha ha ha ah..." His majesty started to laugh in his son's antic and his own baby language. Salim throw his hands and pointed towards outside.

"Oohh so you want to go out with your abbujaan??" Salim giggled and show is gummy smile to Jalal. The eyes of the father got in tears watching his son's gummy smile.

Salim again started to blabber in his baby language "aaammmaamma bubububu mummmuumms

Jalal laugh out loud watching his son's cute baby blabbering while he didn't understand a bit of it.

He looked outside. It was mildly windy... a cool breeze floating around. A perfect. He looked at his little son. He remember the first time he take him in his arms. The new feeling he felt that day being a father of his own blood taking his sign of love in his arms giving him a complete feeling.

He came out of the room Salim in his arms and sat on the Angoori bagh. Its midnight. Stars are twinkling like precious stones buried in the blue shamiyana.

Salim was sucking emperor's jama's collar. Jalal hold his hand and kissed it. "You know used to kiss your mom's hand like this. And she used to go shy and red by her cheeks.

"aabbbuuu..."

The mighty emperor got tears in his eyes. His son called him Abbu of the first time... Be it in his baby language. His heart felt a peace for the first time. His eyes started to shed tears.

"You want to know about me and your ammijaan???"

Salim clapped his tiny hands excitedly indicating his happiness. Like he can understand what his father said.

"Ok, you know it's about 5 yrs. beta. When I first hear about the beauty of the princess of Amer, your ammijaan. You look so beautiful you know why? Because your ammijaan is so beautiful. Yes, I am also very handsome but not like your ammijaan. But you know dear your abbujaan was a monster then a murderer. He does not think before killing someone or insulting someone. And so your ammijaan used to hate me to the core."

"One day I thought to capture Amer your maternal home town baby, and went there in disguise but the thing I sont know that the most beautiful gift of my life was waiting to come before me"

"I saw your ammijaan for the first time as reflexion. And the sight took my breath away. Your mother looking like a golden flower on that golden odhni."

Salim splitting saliva while chuckling. Jalal see this and said, "you know this smile of your indicate that you are my son. Whenever I played any prank on her my smile irritate her the most.

Salim patted his little palm on Jalal's mouth like asking him to continue his story.

"Oohh naughty boy!!! In this time you want to listen the story isn't it? Don't you want to sleep??" Salim nodded NO. And emperor's eyes gone wide while his lips fanning a sweet smile watching his child's antics.

"You know I stole your ammi's anklet that night I first saw her. Not knowing that that anklet will be the reason of my breath someday."

"I married her tricking your nana. I was a bit naughty in this act. But your ammi tricked me as well. She placed those odd clause in front of me. And al in front of everyone to challenge me to deny this marriage. But after all I am Shehnsah of Hindustan. Nobody can trick me in the way of my victory. I want to marry your ammi by hook or by crook. You know why? Because not for love. I didn't love her then. But like to collect a showpiece to show all the world. But some where I want to show the world that I your abbujaan, Shehnsah of Hindustan is the husband of your ammi, the Rose of Desert'. But I didn't know then or I have any idea that someday you mother will gift me the thing I lost. My heart and my true ammijaan."

"Mentioning of his mother brings a drop of tears in his eyes. He know he gave a lot of pain to his own mother, being in the guidance of Mahamanga. But now he found his ammijaan whom now he loves the most before Jodha. And now he will never let her cry.

"You know baccha, I had to go a long way to win over her heart. Somebody said right a woman's heart is a gift of many prayers. It's become true for me. She is a rock solid personality, and above all she hate me then. But for the first time I feel something for her, the day she first time cook my favourite dishes. I feel

I am not alone in this path of being Shehnsah. I always feel I have many wives but nobody want to be my truly wife. Your badi ammi, Ruqaiyaa is my best friend, but somewhere she also have that lack to be my wife not my night partner or a friend. This black that day your ammi filled up. She became my true wife."

"yyaaa yaaa yaa bbbuuubbgghuuu...yyammma yam..." Salim mumbled throwing his hands.

"Yes my Betejaan. But I did not started to love her na... but I was confirmed that I did not hate her also. From that day her every action affected me. That's why I was so heart after her departure to Mathura."

He picked his son up and sat nearby chair on the Angoori bagh. He folded his legs and keep Salim on his lap.. he look at the sky while patting Salim on his lap, said,

"You now sekhu, you had two elder brothers. Hassan & Hussein. But they left us. I still curse Zeenath for taking my sons away. And somewhere I am angry with Ruqaiyaa too, because she appointed Zeenath as your bothers nurse. She her husband, one of my brother Qashim took away your bhaijaans. But you know what. You are the result of millions of tears that she and I shaded after your brother's departure. You are blessing to me Shekhubaba. You are the way with I can again become Akbar to all my subjects, my Awam. You are the symbol of my pure and unconditional love for your mother beta. Thank you Shekhubaba for coming into my life. Thaks for filling my heart with lots of love which I almost lost. Ythanks for making me Jalaluddin Muhammad Akbar again."

He stand up while put salim on his shoulder. "now dear lets sleep u have a fiest tomorrow for you. I will sing a song which I heard in the naming ceremony of the daughter of the king of Burhanpur. He sings this song for his little daughter."

Hmmm...hhhmmm ...hmm.hhhmmm

Aaye ho meri zindagi mein, tum bahar banke

Aaye ho meri zindagi mein, tum bahar banke

Aaye ho meri zindagi mein, tum bahar banke

He started to pat slims back, while Salim sucks his own thumb while he grab his father's jama tight.

Mere dil mein yunhi rehna, haaye

Mere dil mein yunhi rehna, tum pyar pyar banke

Aaye ho meri zindagi mein, tum bahar banke

"You are really a blessing to me Salim. I hope you will someday live for love and spread love everywhere like your ammi does. She loves me so much that I also fall helplessly for her. She give me her heart and return me mine. Hope will also listen to your heart beta." His majesty prayed looking at the sky while having tears in his eyes.

Aankhon mein tum base ho, sapne hazaar banke

Aankhon mein tum base ho, sapne hazaar banke

Mere dil mein yunhi rehna, haaye

Mere dil mein yunhi rehna, tum pyar pyar banke

Aaye ho meri zindagi mein, tum bahar banke

Jodha's sleep broke by a beautiful song from the outside. It's like someone who never sings sing in his unparalleled voice while it's not sounding weird.

Ghoonghat mein har kali thi, rangon mein na dhali thi

Ghoonghat mein har kali thi, rangon mein na dhali thi

Na shokh thi hawaein, na khusboo mann chali thi

She went out and try to find the source of the voice. Suddenly she see he very sight which is nothing but a draem for her. A beautiful dream. His majesty the most powerful person of the country, supreme of all subjects dream of many women, where roaming in the Angoori bagh patting his own son to sleep well.the sight brings tears in her eyes.

Aaya ab ke mausam kaisa khumaar banke

Aaya ab ke mausam kaisa khumaar banke

Mere dil mein yunhi rehna, haaye

Mere dil mein yunhi rehna, tum pyar pyar banke

Aaye ho meri zindagi mein, tum bahar banke

"I have faced many hurdles sekhu, but I don't want you to go through this all. I know in the way of become a Shehnsah is not easy, you will have to face all those unwanted situation. But still I don'twant you to part from me or tour ammi. Its too hard to live without parents beta. I don't want to hate by you. Please don't ever part from us. We both love you the most." The eyes of the mighty Shehnsah was shedding tears while standing in front of the gate f angoori bagh the wife of that mighty person was also crying like him. She is his life partner, she know what he is feeling now. Because the feeling touches him also touches her.

Mann ka nagar tha khaali, sookhi padi thi daali

Mann ka nagar tha khaali, sookhi padi thi daali

Holi ke rang pheeke, be-noor thi Diwali

Hassan and Hussein is those children's of them those didn't have that time to spend with them. Jahapanah was remembering them, she know while listening the lyrics. They were parted from each other bear all pain just to see smile on each other face, while both know that they both are each other's happiness. The death of the both of their first child gives them a lot of pain, specially their father.

Rimjhim baras pade ho, tum toh phuhaar ban ke

Rimjhim baras pade ho, tum toh phuhaar ban ke

Mere dil mein yunhi rehna, haaye

Mere dil mein yunhi rehna, tum pyar pyar banke

Aaye ho meri zindagi mein, tum bahar banke

Yes their Salim is here with them now. He will be their light of the life and she is sure he will bring happiness on her husband's face yet to the whole empire. Their Salim, Jalal's Shekhubaba!!!!!

Aankhon mein tum base ho, sapne hazaar banke

Mere dil mein yunhi rehna, haaye

Mere dil mein yunhi rehna, tum pyar pyar banke

Aaye ho meri zindagi mein, tum bahar banke

Aaye ho meri zindagi mein, tum bahar banke

Aaye ho meri zindagi mein, tum bahar banke

Jodha came towards him. He was lightly patting his son's back while moving side by side. She came and put her hand on his shoulder. He open his eyes and turn around. She saw a line of tears went through his cheeks. She wipe the tear drops on his cheek.

"chaliye bohot raat ho gaya hai. Salim bhi so gaya hai."

He saw turning back. Yes his son was soundly seeing holding his thumb on his mouth while other hand grabbing the emperor's right ear.

Both emperor and empress have a hearty laugh watching their son's weird requirement for gong to sleep.