P.S MAHAMANGA & ADHAM ARE DEAD AND SHARIFUDDIN HAS BEEN EXPELLED AND NOW WORKS IN KABUL WITH MAHA CHUCHAK!
A shattered begum sat at the foot of her bed shaking. It clearly wasn't her fault. Was it? She just wanted to go to the hermitage and donate clothing to the unfortunate and gather their blessings, she didn't know she would suffer a miscarriage. Every soul in Agra forgot that incident if someone brought it up in the busy streets of the Bazaar the listener would forget then remember that unfortunate night. Jodha was also slowly forgetting everything but that dark night snatched away everything. She was still given the same respect and love from the awam and everyone in the palace but her Shenshah's love was taken away from her.
First he stopped going with her for strolls in the gardens, then he stopped coming to her hojra, he slowly stopped talking to her as well. So much had happened in the past month that she forgot all about the miscarriage all she wanted was Akbar's love... again.
Jalal was turned into the same cruel Jalaludian Mohammad that he was before Jodha's arrival. His decisions started to be taken from his mind again and his "dil" was non existent. His vow to Jodha to never touch another women even his begums apart from her was broken when Ruqaiyaa had drugged him. He & Jodha were all smiles in front of their awam but behind the curtains it was a different story.
Slowly Jodha stopped trying to reach her Shenshah and trying to rekindle their broken love. She slowly started to accept the fact that Badshah Jalaludian Mohammad Akbar only felt nafrat for her and nothing else. She slowly started to stop wearing green, infact her nafrat for that colour returned. She slowly drowned herself in the riyaasats work. Her mornings were filled with her praying and adorning herself to look happy. She then drowned herself with work work & more work with Ammijaan (Hamida Begum), Phupijaan (Gulbadan Begum) and Salima Begum. She also played with Rahim and told him stories on a daily basis, sometimes even stepping out and enjoying her caged life. She lacked nothing in life, her heart was filled but with a huge hole in the middle. one that craved for her Shenshah.
Jalal slowly stole glances at his Malika-E-Hind in the Deewan E Khaas. He stole glances at her praying. he stole glances at her whenever she was telling stories to Rahim and doing everything else. But he couldn't help it, he still loved her unconditionally but the situation was messing everything up. Here he was now thinking about everything that went wrong with his life, how he f**ked up and slept with Ruqaiyaa Begum and everything else he did to sadden his Empress. All of Jalal's sleepless nights went like this. He would sit at the plush couches in front of his bed with a glass full of madhira and stare at that painting of jodha where she looked so happy so carefree. He would sometimes want to enter that secret chamber he had created and had paid Tabbasum a hefty amount to fill it with painting of him and Jodha. If he wanted he would live there but the second he thought about that room an unknown pain shot through his heart.
"Khuda kasam Jodha Begum, hum aapse bohat mohabbat karte hain, lekin inn halat mein hum aapke saamne kaise pesh aain, humme yeh pata nahin. Kal hum ek jhang ke lehin ja reh hain. Hum aasha karte hain ki har baar ki taara iss baar bhi aap aayingi humari aarti utarne." Jalal murmered staring at the moonlight.
(DIALOUGES WILL BE IN HINDI BECAUSE WHENEVER I HEAR THEIR DIALOUGES KUCH KUCH HOTA HAI😆😆)
*THE NEXT MORNING*
Jalal did a polite adab to all his begumat's and finally started to seek the blessings of his elders. When he headed towards the gate he expected to see his empress waiting for him with an smile and aarti but however he saw no one. He felt his heart shatter into small peices. But suddenly he felt rays of hope. He turned and saw his Ammi jaan & Phupijaan with worried looks.
" Ammijaan, Jodha begum ko todha jaldi karne ko boliya humme der ho rahi hai." Jalal then topped of his sentence with his signiture smirk.
" Muafi chatte hai hum Jalal, lekin Jodha begum toh aaj subhe nikal gayee thi Atgah Khan ki begum ke saath kuch mamle se, issliye voh aaj aapki aarti nahin kar saakti." Hamida said with her eyes down. Only she knows how much of a pang her only son will feel to his heart.
Jalal's smirk dissapeared off his face and he turned around and mounted on his horse, Sikander and dashed off with his army. He quickly wiped a stray tear off his eyes before his generels saw and quickly clenched the payal in this pocket, his Jodha's payal.
"Aaj aap humme dehkne nahi aa saaki lekin aapke ye payal humare saath marte dum taak rahi gi, Jodha begum." Jalal spoke in a low tone while he and his army of thousands marched off to the battlefeild.
*1 WEEK LATER*
" Jaldi karo kaam bhandi, Badshah salamat khabi bhi waqt par bhaadar rein ghe. Fateh haasil kar ke aain heh Jalal. Unke swagat mein koi kami nahin hone chahiye." Rukaiyaa bossed all the servents around.
The Badshah had killed thousands by himself and had somehow managed victory in mere 6 days. This called for as jashan which was happening today.
Noor E Thakt Badshah Salamat Shenshah Jalaludian Mohammad Akbar badhar rahe hain." A soldiar introduced the badshah coming into the palace.
All of his begum's put award winning smiles on their faces and straightened their backs. Jalal smiled as he looked around at all his Begums but his eyes were searching for just one pair of beautiful hazel eyes. But he didn't find them. The tiredness that was out of his boddy suddenly started to seep through. And he exited to his hojra while just doing adabs to whoever was present.
After a relaxing bath Jalal sat at the foot of his bed and looked up at the painting of Jodha begum. Not long after he feltand hand touch his shoulder. A genuine smile came to his face as her turned.
"Jodha Begum aap-." His sentence was cut short however as the women behind him wasn't his Empress infact it was his Ammijaan.
Jalal couldn't do it any more and broke down on his mothers lap.
"Aab baas karo Jalal kab tak ye challe ga, kab tak tum aapni bhaavnao se bhaago ge. Aise rutna kiya hai, jo tum dono ko dard de. Aab bohat ho chuka hai, chalo abhi humare saath aur Jodha Begum's se maufi maango." Hamida softly told Jalal, her only son.
" Sahi keh rahin hai aap ammijaan, hum abhi chalte hain." Jalal got up in a hurry and fixed his out and wiped his tears." Aab hum theek laag rahe hain." Jalal smiled at his ammi.
" Mashaallah, nazar na lage tumme Jalal, aab chalo." Hamida admired her son, she didn't know who's evil eye had fallen on Jalal and Jodha's love.
The mother and son duo hurringly made their way across to Jodha's hojra but on the way there they noticed Amer's soldiars and Amer's palanquins at the gateway of the palace. Hamida smiled.
"Laagta hai tumare saas aur dadi saas badhare hain Agra mein." Hamida smiled." Aab Jodha Begum ko tumhe muaf hi karna hoga." Hamida picke dup her pace with Jalal.
However as the mother and son duo reached Jodha Begums Hojra they noticed Moti bai and Jodha's other beloved maids packing everything up of Jodha and racing around.
" Moti bai." Jalal stopped Jodha's khaas maid." Yeh kya ho raha hai, aap sab itne jaldi mein kyun baag rahin hain aur aap Jodha begum ka samaan bhaand kyun rahin hain." Jalal asked the maid confusingly.
"Ji Shenshah." Moti bai hesitated to tell him the truth." Maharani Mainavati aur Raaj Mata aaye hai Jodha ko Amer leh jaane keh liye." Moti Bai managed to speak out.
Jalal held on to the pillers for support as he could not tolerate the news Moti Bai had given him. Hamida held on to Jalal.
"Himmat maat haro Jalal, abhi hum ander jaate hain aur dekte hain, roko Jodha ko." Hamida pleaded Jalal.
"Sahi keh rahi hain aap Ammijaan." With tjose words Jalal rushed into the hojra.
Almost everything was packed, Salima Begum, phupijaan and Jalal's other begums whom were good friends with Jodha were there. All were bidding goodbye to her and asking her when she was coming back. But his Khane E Khana was not agreeing.
" Yeh kya hai choti ammijaan, itna bada dhoka. Aap aab humme kahani nahin sunnaye ghi aab humme neend kaise aaige, hum aapse bohat kaffa hai." Rahim was throwing a tantrum and wasn't eevn listening to Salima Begum.
" Rahin behta, aapke choti ammi jaan ne ye kitab to rakhi hai aab hum aapko isse kahani paade geh jaab tak voh waapas nahin aati." Salima reasoned.
The second everyone saw the emperor and Marium Makani they evacuated the chamber and left Jodha, Jalal, Hamida Begum and Jodha's dadi sa and ma sa.
" Suniye Maharani Mainavati, hum Jodha ka-." she was abrutly cut off by the queen.
" Nahin Hamida begum, 1 meena ho gaya hai lekin humare Jodha ko kise ne bhi nahi samja. Aab hum Jodha ko humare saath Amer leh ke jaane chaate hain." Maharani Mainavati shot back.
" Suniye ammijaan, hum abhi Jodha begum se maufi maagne aai hai, hum behat sharminda hain, aap bas humme ek-."this time he was cut off by Jodha who was quite this whole time.
"Nahin Shenshah, humme waqt chahi, humare daam ghuta hain yaahan, hum jaa rahe hai baas." Jodha's words radiated with power." Ma sa, Dadi sa aap jaa kar palki mein behtiya hum abhi aate hain." Jodha told them. Jodha hugged Hamida begum and told her if her Kanha ji wishes she will be back soon.
Now it was only her and Jalal in her hojra and this is when Jodha dropped the biggest bombshell of them all.
"Humme Talaq chahiye Shenshah." Jodha muttered.
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