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Flipping the tight sandals out of her feet, Jodha slumped herself I'm the large rounded bend, staring blankly at the ceiling. The words of her brother rang on her ear "Shehensha isn't a good human being, Jodha.He is just using you.." Her heart cringed with pain remembering the incident which took place some moments ago.
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She had been madly in love with Jalal for the past 6 years of her life, even before meeting him. His bravery and the cleverness made a special place in her heart, she was intrigued to know more about him. she admired him and soon the admiration turned into love when she saw his portrait for the first time. Copper brown hair highlighted his chiseled features of his face. The eye color matched his hair, which had a glow even in the portrait. She declared that she was in love, but she dared not to utter a word in front of her family, knowing that they would bury her alive if they got to know about her feelings.
She used to fast for him for his long age and when her mother used to ask her, she would answer that she was fasting for her would be husband. Happiness had no bound when one day his father announced that Jodha's marriage was fixed with the Mughal Emperor Jalalluddin Mohammad. He announced that Jala l once saw Jodha's portrait and it was love at first sight, hiding the actual reason from the princess. The wedding ceremonies proceeded and on the very wedding day, Jodha's younger brother came almost flying towards her room, in order to give out her the news.
Just when he reached the door, he began panting due to the shortage of oxygen. Jodha's rounded seeing her brother like that, she rushed towards him. He came here to give her a warning "Shehensha isn't a good human being. He is using you." Beforw he could say more Bhagwant came and stopped him. Jodha was abit shocked and she wanted to know more.
The royal wedding proceeded and the people of Amer have their final goodbyes to their precious little daughter.
Jodha's torturous journey began from that day which she had thought it to be a tremendous one!Right After claiming her body on their wedding night, Jalal announced Jodha that he married her for the sake of a business deal and that her parents almost sold her to him for keeping Amer. The young princess's world shattered and her heart stuttered in extreme pain. But she was left broken when he said that he only lusts her and that he wanted to show her the right place of Rajvanshi. After that, Jalal never even looked back at her room, but he insulted her in every possible way he could find. Later on, Jodha got to know she was pregnant. The limits of happiness crossed it bounds and Jodha showed her gratitude towards her Kanha, thinking that this child would deduce the gap between them. When Jalal got the news, he came to Jodha's Hojra. Jodha expected a smile from him, but all he had was a cold expression "It better be a boy." Then he walked off from that room, leaving Jodha devasted.
In these crucial months only Hamida Bano and Salima were her support system, motivating her, tending her and making her feel important. The time span of nine months flew by, each day Jodha growing tensed.
When the day had finally arrived, the doctor announced that Jodha gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Jalal never came to see the child and Jodha lost hope of their situation. She had her daughter and she was her world. Her daughter brought happiness in her life canceling the negativity from her life. One look of her daughter made the sadness that had built on her throughout the day. She named her daughter, Samina Naz.
Jalal longed to meet his daughter at times but his ego of not capable of giving birth to a son always clouded him over. He had heard her cries, her laughter and saw her from a distant. He never held her in his arms.
Hamida and Salim tried their level best to convince him over it, but Jalal didn't budge a bit. These two women played an important role in Jodha's miserable life. They were very close to her heart and she almost shared everything with them, except about her feelings for Jalal. They never mentioned Jalal in front of her because in the end it left Jodha in dismay.
Naz was a year and six months old when Jodha heard that Ruqqaiya was pregnant. A Jashn was called and Hamida informed Jodha that she would make 'the traditional Kheer' for the pregnant Queen. Overjoyed, Jodha made the Kheer with pure love and dressed herself up in a beautiful Mughal dress. Later, a Khwaja Sera informed her that she and her daughter were not expected in the party. Dejected, a gloomy Jodha passed on the bowl of kheer to the Khwaja Sera, hoping that her blessing works upon the unborn child.
Later that night, Jodha was summoned to the Deewan E Khaas. She was shocked when she went there, getting the news that Ruqqaiya had a miscarriage and Jodha's Kheer was the cause of it. Jalal flew from his throne just when he saw Jodha and roughly grabbed her shoulders, pulling her closer to him while speaking between his teeth "You ruthless jealous woman! You killed my child!" He hissed at her making her tremble. Tears started flooding out of her eyes "I...I-I didn't" Jodha stuttered, trying to gulp the lump in her throat. His grip tightened around her shoulders making her wince in pain. "Shut up!"Jalal roared loudly.Her body was throbbing with fear and she felt that she was about to fall any moment. He threw Jodha away from him making Jodha stumble to the ground hard. Ruqqaiya all of a sudden entered the scene and took control over Jalal "This is the the Deewan E Khaas Shehensha.. Is Churail ko toh bad Mei nipat lenge.." An angry Ruqqaiya spoke, whose eyes were swollen and red due to the misery of losing her unborn child.
Jalal knelt down in his feet, pointing his finger at Jodha and hissed at her "I am not going to spare you!" He paused and continued with a low tone " I'm going to ruin you.." Jodha's eyes widened with shock and shivered.
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As she recovered back from her Flashback, the fragile queen slowly propped herself up. She went inside the washroom and changed herself into her wedding attire. A bloody red lehenga with golden embroidery and the there were thin velvet borders. She dressed herself up like a bride and smiled to herself at the mirror. Where had the jolly girl disappear? The glow in her eyes were long gone, her smile never reached her eyes. She had thinned than before and now she was a woman who hardly smiled. She plaited her silky long hair and draped the transparent over her head.
She got up from her place and moved forward to the golden cradle where her baby was sleeping peacefully. She gently lifted her up in her arms and caressed her cheeks for awhile.She pressed her forehead and placed her in the middle of the bed, wiping the tear that had slipped off from her eyes. She took out a piece of paper, a pen and started jotting down something, as tears continued to run down her nose. She breathed heavily and untied her mangalsutra, her Nath. She took all these and placed it on her dressing table, placing the paper right at the edge of the dressing table.
She grabbed the sharp, edgy dagger and skimmed her fingers over the edges. She say beside the window, her head rested on the wall, as she gazed at the black sky.
Shehensha Jalalluddin Mohammad drifted on his bed, lost I'm deep thought.He thought of getting drunk to ease his grief, but he needed a sober mind to pass on his judgement tomorrow. His eyes were about to close when suddenly he heard the guard announce Hamida's name. Jalal's heart leaped forward in fear. An angry Hamida made her way towards Jalal, followed by a Khwaja Shera. The Hakim's eyes were down casted in shame. She fell on her knees and knotted her fingers togather, begging for forgiveness. "Shehensha it wasn't my fault. I did what I was told to do." Tears brimmed out his eyes, Jalal arched an arrogant eyebrow at him "What happened?"
"Shehensha, Jodha begum is innocent! Adham Khan promised to me that he would fill my house with riches." Jalal was left dumbfounded. He had no words to describe what he was feeling at the moment. Jalal roared "I am going to behead you!" he flew out of his bed and took out his shamsheer. Hamida stood in between "Jalal control!" Jalal gritted his teeth "Ammi Jaan move!" Hamida folded her hands in front of him, "Jalal decide this in the court. Don't make a hasty decision in your wrath!" Jalal blinked his eyes twice, realizing that his mother was right. He dismissed the Khwaja Sera to be taken to the jail and ordered to capture Adham Khan and throw him inside too.
Hamida gently held Jalal's shoulders "Jalal, I would like you to apologize to Jodha." She paused and then continued "She is innocent and you insulted her in front of the entire court." Jalal's eyes softened and he spoke with pain evident in his voice "Ammi Jaan, Jodha Begum must be sleeping by now. I will apologize ti her at morning.
Hamida accepted it and left for her room, leaving a broken Jalal. He shifted on his bed, remembering those eyes which had spoken the truth to him. He couldn't take it anymore, he had to apologize to her now so that he can put rest to himself.
He dashed out of the room, pacing slowly to Jodha's room. He stood outside her room for while and then slowly crept inside the dark room.Darkness had ushered in the room, the only source of light was blocked by Jodha, who sat by the window- resting her head on the wall. Her face was turned to the window.
Jalal's eyes to the baby wrapped in a blanket, sleeping soundly on the bed. He,at first, moved towards Jodha and cleared his throat. "Jodha I apologize to you. I am sorry. I know that you are innocent." He got no response from her but still continued "I will apologize to you In front of everyone." After getting no response from her, He said "I must leave then, if you don't wish to speak with me." Jalal was about to turn away, but his instincts stopped him and he moved towards Jodha. "Jodha..." He shook her a bit when she started to collapse. Jalal's eyes widened with shock amd he grabbed her in his arms. The blood stained dagger fell from her hand, making a loud sound as it crashed on the floor. She was pale and blue and it seemed all of the blood had been drained from her body. She was cold as ice and she wasn't breathing anymore. A pool of blood lay beside her,her eyes wide open.
Jalal screamed for the Hakim, waking up the whole palace. The Hakim said to clear the room while he examined her. Jalal waited impatiently outside the room. Just when the Hakim , Jalal launched her with questions "Is she okay?" the Hakim's eyes were down-casted and when her her eyes met Jalal. She was crying, "I am sorry Shehensha, Jodha Begum is no more." Everyone in the palace was left shocked.
Jodha's farewell ceremony was done with the most royal way and it was all done by Jalal. Jalal's heart cringed with pain. The people from Amer were expected to come the day after, for taking their granddaughter with them.
Pal, do pal, ki hi kyun hai zindagi
Iss, pyar, ko hai sadiyaan kaafi nahi
Toh khuda se maang loon
Mohalat main ek nayi
Rehna hai bas yahaan
Ab door tujhse jaana nahi
Jalal lay on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, thinking about Jodha. Her hazel eyes haunted him everywhere. Her smile, her tears and her angry eyes came flashing in front of his eyes. He had ruined her.
Salima entered the room unannounced, Jalal was startled to see her. She handed the letter over to him without meeting with his eyes "This later was meant for you." Before Jalal could say anything, Salima left the room, giving the cold shoulder to him. Jalal started blankly at the letter for a few minutes and sighed heavily as he started reading it.
Dear Shehensha,
By the time you would be reading this letter, I would be gone.
It was Jodha and his heart froze.
Away from everyone. Believe me, I haven't killed your unborn child. What would be my benefit on killing your child? Ask yourself first. I don't expect anything from you, neither we have a normal relationship that after killing your child, I would be the one giving birth to your heir. It is impossible. I know you hate me a lot and the sight of me makes your Bile rise, well I'm putting an end to all of that. I'm freeing you from this burden. Neither you have to waste your valuable time insulting me, neither I have to return back to my room, looking for Happiness in my daughter.
Please take care of my daughter and never tell her about the main reason behind my death. I don't want to fall in her eyes. She is the only one I had. Tell her I died in an accident. Please be nice to her, she is only
Just a baby. I beg of you,don't torture her the way I was tortured. Never let her suffer from what I did. I know she is a burden for you, but please wait for a a day or two until my parents come and get her. You could atleast do that for her right? It's my last wish.
Tell Maasa to make her a strong woman and for God's sake not to play with her feelings.
I have always loved you and will keep on loving you even after death.Please don't hate me that much.
Truly Yours,
And for the last time, I love you.
Jodha..
Tears threatened to escape his eyes, what had he done. He slipped inside his shoes and made his way towards Jodha's room.
Jo tu mera humdard hai
Jo tu mera humdard hai
Suhaana har dard hai
Jo tu mera humdard hai
There she was sitting, playing with her mother's comb. Beside her was a bandhi who was sleeping, resting her head on the bed. Jalal was in love with his daughter the moment he saw her smile at him showing the two teeth which had grown.
Her skin was fair porcelain. Her eyes were pearl like, hazel eyes just like her mothers. Her smile reached her eyes, which twinkled softly and she moved her hands in excitement. Her chubby cheeks reminded him of his sister bakshi's childhood. Her lips were like petals of rose, pink and drenched with saliva. She resembled her mother, it was like the small version of Jodha. She sliced her hand in the air, moving her fingers to call Jalal to her "Ab.. Abb.. Abbu!" She giggled while she said it. Jalal rushed towards the bed and clung to his daughter, promising of never letting her go. He pressed his lips on her forehead taking in the divine smell of his baby girl. "I love you too Jodha." A tear slipped from his eyes and Naz touched it. Jodha gave him a reason to live.
Teri muskurahatein hain
Taaqat meri
Mujhko inhi se
Ummeed mili
Chaahe kare koi sitam ye jahaan
Inme hi hai sada hifaazat meri
Zindagani badi
Khoobsurat hui
Jannat ab aur kya hogi kahin
Jo tu mera Humdard hai
Jo tu mera Humdard hai
Suhaana har dard hai
Jo tu mera Humdard hai
Soft breeze blew, as Jalal entered the balcony with his daughter in his arms. Jodha turned around and smiled at him, making his heart skip a beat. He moved forward to her and kissed her forehead. Jalal put his hand over Jodha's head. "I love you Jodha." She smiled at him.
Jalal stood there with his daughter, imagining Jodha to be with them.
Teri dhadkano se hai
Zindagi meri
Khwahishein teri
Ab duaaein meri
Kitna anokha
Bandhan hai ye
Teri meri jaan jo ek hui
Lotunga yahaan
Tere paas main haan
Waada hai mera
Mar bhi jaaun kahin
Jo tu mera humdard hai
Jo tu mera humdard hai
Suhaana har dard hai
Jo tu mera humdard ha
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I know everyone will hate me after this OS 😆 I wrote this as an apology for not updating my SS BPM.. 😊
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She had been madly in love with Jalal for the past 6 years of her life, even before meeting him. His bravery and the cleverness made a special place in her heart, she was intrigued to know more about him. she admired him and soon the admiration turned into love when she saw his portrait for the first time. Copper brown hair highlighted his chiseled features of his face. The eye color matched his hair, which had a glow even in the portrait. She declared that she was in love, but she dared not to utter a word in front of her family, knowing that they would bury her alive if they got to know about her feelings.
She used to fast for him for his long age and when her mother used to ask her, she would answer that she was fasting for her would be husband. Happiness had no bound when one day his father announced that Jodha's marriage was fixed with the Mughal Emperor Jalalluddin Mohammad. He announced that Jala l once saw Jodha's portrait and it was love at first sight, hiding the actual reason from the princess. The wedding ceremonies proceeded and on the very wedding day, Jodha's younger brother came almost flying towards her room, in order to give out her the news.
Just when he reached the door, he began panting due to the shortage of oxygen. Jodha's rounded seeing her brother like that, she rushed towards him. He came here to give her a warning "Shehensha isn't a good human being. He is using you." Beforw he could say more Bhagwant came and stopped him. Jodha was abit shocked and she wanted to know more.
The royal wedding proceeded and the people of Amer have their final goodbyes to their precious little daughter.
Jodha's torturous journey began from that day which she had thought it to be a tremendous one!Right After claiming her body on their wedding night, Jalal announced Jodha that he married her for the sake of a business deal and that her parents almost sold her to him for keeping Amer. The young princess's world shattered and her heart stuttered in extreme pain. But she was left broken when he said that he only lusts her and that he wanted to show her the right place of Rajvanshi. After that, Jalal never even looked back at her room, but he insulted her in every possible way he could find. Later on, Jodha got to know she was pregnant. The limits of happiness crossed it bounds and Jodha showed her gratitude towards her Kanha, thinking that this child would deduce the gap between them. When Jalal got the news, he came to Jodha's Hojra. Jodha expected a smile from him, but all he had was a cold expression "It better be a boy." Then he walked off from that room, leaving Jodha devasted.
In these crucial months only Hamida Bano and Salima were her support system, motivating her, tending her and making her feel important. The time span of nine months flew by, each day Jodha growing tensed.
When the day had finally arrived, the doctor announced that Jodha gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Jalal never came to see the child and Jodha lost hope of their situation. She had her daughter and she was her world. Her daughter brought happiness in her life canceling the negativity from her life. One look of her daughter made the sadness that had built on her throughout the day. She named her daughter, Samina Naz.
Jalal longed to meet his daughter at times but his ego of not capable of giving birth to a son always clouded him over. He had heard her cries, her laughter and saw her from a distant. He never held her in his arms.
Hamida and Salim tried their level best to convince him over it, but Jalal didn't budge a bit. These two women played an important role in Jodha's miserable life. They were very close to her heart and she almost shared everything with them, except about her feelings for Jalal. They never mentioned Jalal in front of her because in the end it left Jodha in dismay.
Naz was a year and six months old when Jodha heard that Ruqqaiya was pregnant. A Jashn was called and Hamida informed Jodha that she would make 'the traditional Kheer' for the pregnant Queen. Overjoyed, Jodha made the Kheer with pure love and dressed herself up in a beautiful Mughal dress. Later, a Khwaja Sera informed her that she and her daughter were not expected in the party. Dejected, a gloomy Jodha passed on the bowl of kheer to the Khwaja Sera, hoping that her blessing works upon the unborn child.
Later that night, Jodha was summoned to the Deewan E Khaas. She was shocked when she went there, getting the news that Ruqqaiya had a miscarriage and Jodha's Kheer was the cause of it. Jalal flew from his throne just when he saw Jodha and roughly grabbed her shoulders, pulling her closer to him while speaking between his teeth "You ruthless jealous woman! You killed my child!" He hissed at her making her tremble. Tears started flooding out of her eyes "I...I-I didn't" Jodha stuttered, trying to gulp the lump in her throat. His grip tightened around her shoulders making her wince in pain. "Shut up!"Jalal roared loudly.Her body was throbbing with fear and she felt that she was about to fall any moment. He threw Jodha away from him making Jodha stumble to the ground hard. Ruqqaiya all of a sudden entered the scene and took control over Jalal "This is the the Deewan E Khaas Shehensha.. Is Churail ko toh bad Mei nipat lenge.." An angry Ruqqaiya spoke, whose eyes were swollen and red due to the misery of losing her unborn child.
Jalal knelt down in his feet, pointing his finger at Jodha and hissed at her "I am not going to spare you!" He paused and continued with a low tone " I'm going to ruin you.." Jodha's eyes widened with shock and shivered.
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As she recovered back from her Flashback, the fragile queen slowly propped herself up. She went inside the washroom and changed herself into her wedding attire. A bloody red lehenga with golden embroidery and the there were thin velvet borders. She dressed herself up like a bride and smiled to herself at the mirror. Where had the jolly girl disappear? The glow in her eyes were long gone, her smile never reached her eyes. She had thinned than before and now she was a woman who hardly smiled. She plaited her silky long hair and draped the transparent over her head.
She got up from her place and moved forward to the golden cradle where her baby was sleeping peacefully. She gently lifted her up in her arms and caressed her cheeks for awhile.She pressed her forehead and placed her in the middle of the bed, wiping the tear that had slipped off from her eyes. She took out a piece of paper, a pen and started jotting down something, as tears continued to run down her nose. She breathed heavily and untied her mangalsutra, her Nath. She took all these and placed it on her dressing table, placing the paper right at the edge of the dressing table.
She grabbed the sharp, edgy dagger and skimmed her fingers over the edges. She say beside the window, her head rested on the wall, as she gazed at the black sky.
Shehensha Jalalluddin Mohammad drifted on his bed, lost I'm deep thought.He thought of getting drunk to ease his grief, but he needed a sober mind to pass on his judgement tomorrow. His eyes were about to close when suddenly he heard the guard announce Hamida's name. Jalal's heart leaped forward in fear. An angry Hamida made her way towards Jalal, followed by a Khwaja Shera. The Hakim's eyes were down casted in shame. She fell on her knees and knotted her fingers togather, begging for forgiveness. "Shehensha it wasn't my fault. I did what I was told to do." Tears brimmed out his eyes, Jalal arched an arrogant eyebrow at him "What happened?"
"Shehensha, Jodha begum is innocent! Adham Khan promised to me that he would fill my house with riches." Jalal was left dumbfounded. He had no words to describe what he was feeling at the moment. Jalal roared "I am going to behead you!" he flew out of his bed and took out his shamsheer. Hamida stood in between "Jalal control!" Jalal gritted his teeth "Ammi Jaan move!" Hamida folded her hands in front of him, "Jalal decide this in the court. Don't make a hasty decision in your wrath!" Jalal blinked his eyes twice, realizing that his mother was right. He dismissed the Khwaja Sera to be taken to the jail and ordered to capture Adham Khan and throw him inside too.
Hamida gently held Jalal's shoulders "Jalal, I would like you to apologize to Jodha." She paused and then continued "She is innocent and you insulted her in front of the entire court." Jalal's eyes softened and he spoke with pain evident in his voice "Ammi Jaan, Jodha Begum must be sleeping by now. I will apologize ti her at morning.
Hamida accepted it and left for her room, leaving a broken Jalal. He shifted on his bed, remembering those eyes which had spoken the truth to him. He couldn't take it anymore, he had to apologize to her now so that he can put rest to himself.
He dashed out of the room, pacing slowly to Jodha's room. He stood outside her room for while and then slowly crept inside the dark room.Darkness had ushered in the room, the only source of light was blocked by Jodha, who sat by the window- resting her head on the wall. Her face was turned to the window.
Jalal's eyes to the baby wrapped in a blanket, sleeping soundly on the bed. He,at first, moved towards Jodha and cleared his throat. "Jodha I apologize to you. I am sorry. I know that you are innocent." He got no response from her but still continued "I will apologize to you In front of everyone." After getting no response from her, He said "I must leave then, if you don't wish to speak with me." Jalal was about to turn away, but his instincts stopped him and he moved towards Jodha. "Jodha..." He shook her a bit when she started to collapse. Jalal's eyes widened with shock amd he grabbed her in his arms. The blood stained dagger fell from her hand, making a loud sound as it crashed on the floor. She was pale and blue and it seemed all of the blood had been drained from her body. She was cold as ice and she wasn't breathing anymore. A pool of blood lay beside her,her eyes wide open.
Jalal screamed for the Hakim, waking up the whole palace. The Hakim said to clear the room while he examined her. Jalal waited impatiently outside the room. Just when the Hakim , Jalal launched her with questions "Is she okay?" the Hakim's eyes were down-casted and when her her eyes met Jalal. She was crying, "I am sorry Shehensha, Jodha Begum is no more." Everyone in the palace was left shocked.
Jodha's farewell ceremony was done with the most royal way and it was all done by Jalal. Jalal's heart cringed with pain. The people from Amer were expected to come the day after, for taking their granddaughter with them.
Pal, do pal, ki hi kyun hai zindagi
Iss, pyar, ko hai sadiyaan kaafi nahi
Toh khuda se maang loon
Mohalat main ek nayi
Rehna hai bas yahaan
Ab door tujhse jaana nahi
Jalal lay on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, thinking about Jodha. Her hazel eyes haunted him everywhere. Her smile, her tears and her angry eyes came flashing in front of his eyes. He had ruined her.
Salima entered the room unannounced, Jalal was startled to see her. She handed the letter over to him without meeting with his eyes "This later was meant for you." Before Jalal could say anything, Salima left the room, giving the cold shoulder to him. Jalal started blankly at the letter for a few minutes and sighed heavily as he started reading it.
Dear Shehensha,
By the time you would be reading this letter, I would be gone.
It was Jodha and his heart froze.
Away from everyone. Believe me, I haven't killed your unborn child. What would be my benefit on killing your child? Ask yourself first. I don't expect anything from you, neither we have a normal relationship that after killing your child, I would be the one giving birth to your heir. It is impossible. I know you hate me a lot and the sight of me makes your Bile rise, well I'm putting an end to all of that. I'm freeing you from this burden. Neither you have to waste your valuable time insulting me, neither I have to return back to my room, looking for Happiness in my daughter.
Please take care of my daughter and never tell her about the main reason behind my death. I don't want to fall in her eyes. She is the only one I had. Tell her I died in an accident. Please be nice to her, she is only
Just a baby. I beg of you,don't torture her the way I was tortured. Never let her suffer from what I did. I know she is a burden for you, but please wait for a a day or two until my parents come and get her. You could atleast do that for her right? It's my last wish.
Tell Maasa to make her a strong woman and for God's sake not to play with her feelings.
I have always loved you and will keep on loving you even after death.Please don't hate me that much.
Truly Yours,
And for the last time, I love you.
Jodha..
Tears threatened to escape his eyes, what had he done. He slipped inside his shoes and made his way towards Jodha's room.
Jo tu mera humdard hai
Suhaana har dard hai
Jo tu mera humdard hai
There she was sitting, playing with her mother's comb. Beside her was a bandhi who was sleeping, resting her head on the bed. Jalal was in love with his daughter the moment he saw her smile at him showing the two teeth which had grown.
Her skin was fair porcelain. Her eyes were pearl like, hazel eyes just like her mothers. Her smile reached her eyes, which twinkled softly and she moved her hands in excitement. Her chubby cheeks reminded him of his sister bakshi's childhood. Her lips were like petals of rose, pink and drenched with saliva. She resembled her mother, it was like the small version of Jodha. She sliced her hand in the air, moving her fingers to call Jalal to her "Ab.. Abb.. Abbu!" She giggled while she said it. Jalal rushed towards the bed and clung to his daughter, promising of never letting her go. He pressed his lips on her forehead taking in the divine smell of his baby girl. "I love you too Jodha." A tear slipped from his eyes and Naz touched it. Jodha gave him a reason to live.
Teri muskurahatein hain
Taaqat meri
Mujhko inhi se
Ummeed mili
Chaahe kare koi sitam ye jahaan
Inme hi hai sada hifaazat meri
Zindagani badi
Khoobsurat hui
Jannat ab aur kya hogi kahin
Jo tu mera Humdard hai
Jo tu mera Humdard hai
Suhaana har dard hai
Jo tu mera Humdard hai
Soft breeze blew, as Jalal entered the balcony with his daughter in his arms. Jodha turned around and smiled at him, making his heart skip a beat. He moved forward to her and kissed her forehead. Jalal put his hand over Jodha's head. "I love you Jodha." She smiled at him.
Jalal stood there with his daughter, imagining Jodha to be with them.
Teri dhadkano se hai
Zindagi meri
Khwahishein teri
Ab duaaein meri
Kitna anokha
Bandhan hai ye
Teri meri jaan jo ek hui
Lotunga yahaan
Tere paas main haan
Waada hai mera
Mar bhi jaaun kahin
Jo tu mera humdard hai
Jo tu mera humdard hai
Suhaana har dard hai
Jo tu mera humdard ha
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I know everyone will hate me after this OS 😆 I wrote this as an apology for not updating my SS BPM.. 😊
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