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Originally posted by: lghosh

Selvi...breathtakingly beautiful! And Jaaneman this is mindblowing addition! An exotic surprise! On imagining the red line...ooofff! This was lovely! 👏

'But Get me the Farmaan, do what you must',

Huzoor, do you need it even with means unjust?

I will get it my way being quiet, swift and smooth,

Like the ones before, in my style - that is the truth!

But why does it feel different now? All so unfamiliar?

Feeling all uncomfortable? Now that is very peculiar!

The Sahiba of Parnagarh! His chest heaved a long sigh!

It rose and fell again at the name, what does it signify?

His hand stilled on the reign of his black steed pointedly,

What is it he heard? Cracking of twigs afar all disjointedly!

He is going to get them tonight! In the cold, eerie, dark night,

He will set traps to capture the bandits without much of a fight!

'Do get the Farmaan quietly, without any scandal this time',

Rang in his ears,'but why', he thought in this night so prime,

'Does it feel so different this time?' In the darkest of dark night,

Sitting on his stallion staring ahead at the dark ominous sight!

The trees loomed overhead like dark clouds and the way ahead -

stood in darkness in a blue hue where living beings dread to tread!

The trees in purple stood in rows with an ominous feel that deeply arose,

But the tall stranger stood fearlessly still, seeing him even the sinister froze!

The Sahiba of Parnagarh! Again the words rang through in his ears,

The unrest grew more within, but he knew not why this feel appears?

He knew he was not to be blamed for what had happened but still -

He felt a tug in his heart but he knew he had Huzoor's order to fulfill!

Originally posted by: selvi1275

Congratulations on our New Home...Baisas... 😊

Originally posted by: lghosh

Selvi...breathtakingly beautiful! And Jaaneman this is mindblowing addition! An exotic surprise! On imagining the red line...ooofff! This was lovely! 👏

'But Get me the Farmaan, do what you must',

Huzoor, do you need it even with means unjust?

I will get it my way being quiet, swift and smooth,

Like the ones before, in my style - that is the truth!

But why does it feel different now? All so unfamiliar?

Feeling all uncomfortable? Now that is very peculiar!

The Sahiba of Parnagarh! His chest heaved a long sigh!

It rose and fell again at the name, what does it signify?

His hand stilled on the reign of his black steed pointedly,

What is it he heard? Cracking of twigs afar all disjointedly!

He is going to get them tonight! In the cold, eerie, dark night,

He will set traps to capture the bandits without much of a fight!

'Do get the Farmaan quietly, without any scandal this time',

Rang in his ears,'but why', he thought in this night so prime,

'Does it feel so different this time?' In the darkest of dark night,

Sitting on his stallion staring ahead at the dark ominous sight!

The trees loomed overhead like dark clouds and the way ahead -

stood in darkness in a blue hue where living beings dread to tread!

The trees in purple stood in rows with an ominous feel that deeply arose,

But the tall stranger stood fearlessly still, seeing him even the sinister froze!

The Sahiba of Parnagarh! Again the words rang through in his ears,

The unrest grew more within, but he knew not why this feel appears?

He knew he was not to be blamed for what had happened but still -

He felt a tug in his heart but he knew he had Huzoor's order to fulfill!

Originally posted by: binduprasad41

Aww...so cute

Love all the pictures you posted today, Selvi di! 🤗

Originally posted by: lashy

What do these pictures remind you of? From HBAS?

1) chapter 39 part 1

'Baisa...'

Heera faced her group, blinking away the misty emotions before the wetness would film over her eyes 'Yes?'

'Please do not mind their reactions...'

'Don't take any of it to heart'

'Heera...' Gauri joined Dhani and Bindiya 'They cannot see the truth... we can...'

'Yes...' She nodded slowly.

But 'not taking any of it to heart' was easier said than done. For it wasn't merely a couple of harsh words from a few people that she'd had to withstand. It was humiliation of all sorts coming from several quarters.

How swiftly had the ugly whispers spread, like dust in the air, following the arrival of her group into the temple grounds. And ever since, the highborn Hindus had spared no efforts to make it known that the baisa of Parnagarh wasn't welcome at the Ma Jagdamba temple.

2) Chapter 49

Sadly, the lands and people knew not of the dark dismal cloud gathering elsewhere

Gaining momentum as it rippled closer, to bring true everyone's worst nightmare!

'Dawn? Really?'

Shoving away the blanket, she took her third glance at the skies sprawled out on the other side of the arched window. 'It's dawn...' It had to be. It felt like it!

Then, where were the soft blues, the mellow oranges, the mild yellows and the gentle whites? Why was she seeing greys, purples, violets and blacks instead? So overcast was it, that it seemed the strange clouds had decided to wage a war on the sun that daybreak, and won - trapping its radiance amongst their thick grey folds. Yet, it was not monsoon - far from it!

Had Nature decided to don the guise of a child today - playing strange tricks on them? Or was Nature being her usual motherly self - trying to warn her of something ominous?

3)chapter 23

A Caravansarai - in a town enroute the capital

With the hot sun beating down upon dry Earth, Akbar wasted no time in leading the two horses towards a shady patch, walking past the lazy noon scenes of a Caravansarai.

The enclosure was overcrowded with vehicles and animals - bullocks and camels loitering beside carts and caravans, as they idly swatted their tails about while munching upon fodder. It was not a pretty sight - rife with the overpowering smell of dung and infested with flies. But it would have to make do.

4) picture remind me of dungeon and this two scenes come in my mind.

chapter 50

'I'd ORDERED you to leave!' The Shehzaade grit his teeth at the disgusting sight of the general crawling and gurgling on the floor, for air.

'For brazenly disregarding my orders, you will be fined heftily - at least, two months of your wages... you'll also be suspended till I decide what I do with you... and... and' he paused following that very frosty yell 'as for you Akbar...' he paused again. In fact, it took him a good while before he'd continue - the frost in his voice thawing as he glimpsed at the features of his once-best man, a sordid reminder of a relationship for which there was no return hereafter.

'Guards...' he spun away 'arrest him and have him thrown in the dungeons... he isn't deserving of my mercy'

Chapter 49

But he was a prisoner. And he was sick of it now.

The walls were thicker than a fortress. The windows had been bolted from the outside, letting in nothing more than a wisp of air for him to breathe. Even the most common sharp objects had been removed. And at any given hour, there were at least ten guards posted at the doorway, who rarely slept. For his several doubts, there was no one to give him answers - not even to tell him where or how the rest of his men were! And if Azeez were ever standing right on the other side of the wall - there would be no way to guess. The guards had made darned sure of that!

5)Beautiful picture of brotherhood.

That's why I chose this scene...I know situation doesn't match but feeling for brotherhood are there .

chapter 48 ...

Then, he turned towards the quieter corner of the room where the young chap lay 'Sayyid...'

Quickly splashing a few mental handfuls of life to awaken his weary persona, Sayyid pushed himself up, hoping to be upright by the time his Ustaad was by his side. But was stopped midway when five firm fingers grabbed his shoulder and gently nudged him back down.

Replacing the cushion that'd slipped off at the head of the bedding, Akbar took his place on the side, kneeling quietly. He let his glances run a casual trail over the chap's face. Those roguish features would put up the quietest show of aggression he'd ever seen - wasn't that what kept the streets terrified of Sayyid Baig during his thugging days? Terrifying both, citizens and other rogues too? And if any fool did dare cross him, the force of those deep-set eyes would do the rest - wringing out the challenger's insides like a rag.

Sadly though, his profile made for an entirely different sketch today. Those roguish features had turned sallow. And the force of those deep-set eyes were markedly diminished by puffy bags and sunken cheeks.

But the low spirits weren't from physical pain, as everyone else had assumed.

Akbar could tell - it was from the pain of defeat. A soldier's pain, on presuming he'd let his master and men down.

Little did Sayyid know however, that after having lost so many of his own lately, all his Ustaad could feel was a sense of immense gratitude for the safe return of this young recruit! 'How are you feeling?'

'I... I should have come sooner, Khan Sahib...' his voice cracked into shards of faint murmurs 'it would have saved you precious hours... I should have dodged those arrows... now... when you need me most... I lie here, a wounded man... disappointing...'

'Sayyid!' It was the first time that the Sahib's tone rose since he'd stepped foot in the room. 'There is nothing you could have done better than what you've done so far... proving precisely why I wanted YOU on the mission' a heavy pause interrupted his message 'So, thank you'

6) chapter 24

'Yes I'll win...'

'Let's see!'

'Men stop it...' the card player shushed his friends 'I think I hear something...'

The group fell into an unwilling bout of silence - till they actually heard what it was that their friend was referring to.

Click. Click.

Someone was approaching their camp, in the distance.

Click. Click.

It didn't sound like the typical ruffle of a soldier's slippers. Or the scrunch of royal shoes. No. It was the echo of a pair of riding boots. And only one man carried those stylish boots with such flair.

'Ustaad Sahib? Here?'

The card players immediately abandoned their sport and stood up 'Ustaad Sahib...' they mumbled.

The Shatranj players dropped their game and followed suit 'Ustaad Sahib is here...'

The effect ensued like a steady ripple.

'Ustaad Sahib' The brawlers hurriedly discontinued their fight.

The readers put aside their books.

The loudmouths quietened down.

All stood up, one after the other - and fell into line, their shoulders stiff, their heads bent low, awaiting the arrival of the man.

Originally posted by: binduprasad41

I know i know i am very bad in guessing that's why chose some scene for the pictures. 😆

Lashy di interesting game ! 👏