Chapter 52.
The story develops thus...
The author has presented us the latest chapter
With details of the 17th century Moghul torture
The punishment unfortunately our protagonist had to bear
For the crime of marrying a Hindu girl he loved so dear.
The readers expected a silver lining the chapter would reveal
After our lead pairs suffered humiliation of a great deal
The story was so powerful that the readers got involved
In the lives of them ,and wished their problem quickly be solved..
The scene opens with Shehzaade in dilemma
Ustaad his friend once, now has become an anathema
He had basked under the shade he gave like a tree
'Whether to punish him or let him go free?'
"Is he lenient towards the Hindus ?"The Advisor is alert
He knows well how to make the Shehzaade get hurt,
The points raised by the Advisor, the Prince goes through
He finally takes a decision as to what he should do..
She, on her part, suffers further humiliation
Her belongings were checked , damaged and thrown
How the author described her reaction in her style!
'She dressed up the anguish on her features with a smile..'
Though both of them physically separated,
He's in her thoughts and she is in his embedded
While he is looking for ways to be free from the prison
Comes a messenger from Manswar whom he asks for help in person
Now comes the time for flogging of the Ustaad
The Shehzaade took in his hands the job of the prison guard
Getting ready to nurse his crackled ego with haughtiness
Alas, by inflicting pain on the body so defenceless..
If it is heart wrenching even to read the passage
How it would be for the author who penned down the message..?
The cruel and barbaric act of the Shehzaade
Has dragged down his name in the Moghul history..
The author has promised that the lead pair will get some relief
And we are hopeful and her words we do believe
The pair have been thrown in the glowing fire blindfold
They will sure come out purified like the gold..
As the story progresses we find and admire
The author's style of writing soaring like a fire..
We thank her whole heartedly for her service
Which can never be repaid nor valued with a price..!
Karkuzhali.
Who can think of writing a simile like this?
' She let her gazes drop softly like a ribbon of silk
Landing on the ground beneath the Shehzaade's boot!..'
Another one..
'But like guilt on a dirty conscience, the blood stayed. Stuck in the nooks of his nails. Stuck between the webbing of his fingers. It just wouldn't go!'
God bless you Lashy!
KK.
Edited by karkuzhali - 6 years ago
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