Story: NEW LIFE...Thread 1 - Page 66

Originally posted by: -AkDha.Lover-

Originally posted by: Shinning_Stuti

CHAPTER 19:

HUMILIATION...ANGER...DISTRESS...SUPPORT...

For a long time Jodha had been sitting on the bed of her room holding the veins of two sides of forehead in stress since she had come back to her room after ordering the security guards and soldiers to go behind Sarifuddin... Now she moved her hands from head and concentrated in the little scratch of hand that she had got while indulging into physical conflict with that audacious lecherous Sarifuddin! The fire of anger which had been controlled after a long trial again flamed out with double fury! Jodha was feeling the distress of humiliation in each and every cell of her body! A shameless, characterless criminal was drooling on her beauty with his lustful eyes, that thought itself is insulting for an honorable lady like her!

To control her rage Jodha gulped a glassful of water. Maybe she should have poured a glass on her head also! Sarifuddin...You do not know Jodha! If you think you will escape easily even after trying to hurt her honour, you are hoping the most impossible thing of the universe... You cannot escape Sarifuddin!

Jodha cooled down a bit after trying hard. Will the soldiers be able to catch that lecherous idiot? Jodha had tied his hands tighty, but she knows for a tactful warrior like Sarifuddin it is not a hard work to untie that bind. Jodha knew that he can easily escape from the secret passage that is directly going out of the fort; so she had ordered to send soldiers to the other mouth of the passage. But about the frontal door of the secret chamber that is behind the walls? Though Jodha had closed that from outside... but can she say confidently that Sarifuddin is going to be arrested today only?

All the incidents took place so quickly in a blink of eyes! Had Jodha even thought at the time of the gloomy conversation with her husband in morning that she is going to pass through a storm after some hours? While passing through a lonely portion of the palace along with some maids due to the wedding preparations she suddenly had noticed the little abnormality in the wall of the fort. Being aware of each and every detail of this palace she took no time to understand that anyone has entered into the secret room that is behind the wall, and due to being novice with the system he had not even closed the door properly. Yes, there are some secret chambers made behind the wall which leads to the secret passage to come out from Amer during attacks. Only the members of the royal family are aware about the positions of those. The techniques of opening the doors are not very easy and common. A liver of opening the wall-like door is hidden in a specially sculptured pillar, and which one of the pillars is actually the key of the chamber is also hard to guess. It was evident that none of the royal family will go to the secret chamber in the day of marriage, and also they will not commit the mistake of leaving the door half-closed! The incident stroke Jodha's mind. The conspirator is present inside this palace only, and perhaps he is using the secret passages of Amer palace for his agenda! And there can be only one man in the group of courtiers who has the scope of doing that...

Perhaps Jodha should not have entered into the secret room only with a lamp and a dagger that too without informing anyone. She should have maintained proper protocol, should have informed the king, the emperor and send a troop of army to catch the intruder; maybe it would have taken time and the intruder might have fled, but at least it would not have risked the life of the queen. But due to her curiosity, or the old bad habit of indulging herself in all the troubles, she at once dismissed all the maids behind her and opened the secret door and entered to investigate the proper matter...She should have at least taken an armed guard with her! It has been a great mistake of her. Without any reason...

But then how she could know the height of the audacity that Sariffuddin has crossed today?? Sariffuddin is a filthy and characterless human and she had an idea about it from earlier. In front he was very humble with Jodha at first, and she too did not doubt him for bad-eyeing her; but with time when his eyes become more brave and uncontrollable, she could guess it. Still she chose to ignore it completely; did not even pay a least attention on him. But he was becoming more shameless day by day. Last time in the ceremony of Maan Singh's engagement Jodha even threatened him directly. She had expected that he will try to control his drooling eyes after getting that dose but...This much audacity!!! He tried to pull her on his chest by grabbing her hand?? He dared to dream to desire the Empress of Hindustan??

Jodha was rubbing the little scratch of her hand restlessly. The lecherous smile of Sarifuddin, though very short-timed, still was banging her eardrums. Humiliation! She never felt so much humiliated in her life... The dog of the street cannot dare to meet eyes with lioness, and Sarifuddin dared to dream of overpowering her?

Jodha stood up and inhaled a long breath. Her eyes were cold now. They were staring at the wall-hanger at near. A golden cover of sword was hanging from there with its usual royal entity. With a slow pace, the Rajput princess walked toward that, took the sword cover in hand and removed the cover in one move. The open sword was now shinning in the hand of her, with her eyes shining with the same spark. Jodha, after a long time touched a sword, her royal blood boiled up again... She took her position, closed her eyes to concentrate, then started spinning the sword against the air of the room bounded by four walls! The blade of the sword, like a bolt of thunder, was smashing the chest of the wind with each of its move. It seemed like the sword will start sprinkling fire soon... But Jodha had no sense of it; as if she was under a charm. She was venting all the anger within her via each of the strike of the sword, while imaging to slash the audacious shameless smile of Sarifuddin; and all of her presence was sparking fire...

"Agghhh!!!" With a raged sound from inside she clang the sword against the air, and luckily got back her sense at that time only by feeling the presence of the second person in the room, who was just at the point of the sharp blade. Had not she been skillful enough to stop the strike of sword immediately, the blood-thirsty Rajput sword would have been drenched with blood of an innocent.

"Jodha!!" The awestruck majesty uttered! The razor-sharp blade was still at his throat, and two red eyes with fire was steadily glancing at him... has he ever seen these eyes of her? The very old memory of Amer prison suddenly flashed in his mind. She was holding the sword in his throat the same way... her doe-shaped eyes were sparking fire same way; but these red fiery eyes are looking even more vicious with the touch of blind anger and the suppressed fire of destruction...

"Jodha?" Jalal uttered again while trying to move her sword from the near of his throat while gazing on her face with utter shock. Jodha shivered a bit hearing his voice; the sword from her hand fell down automatically...

"Kya kar rahi hay aap? Is tarha shamseer leke hojre me..."[What are doing? This way with sword...] Jalal being hell confused touched her shoulders. "Kya hua hay Jodha?" [What happened Jodha?]

Jodha stared at his face for a moment, the bone of her throat shook a little... and after that, just like a wild lioness hugs the king of the jungle, Jodha hugged Jalal with all the strength she had, without any hesitation, without any dilemma, without any complexity in heart...

Jalal was hell astonished with this unexpected gesture first; the sudden increased proximity between them after a long long gap of practice gave him an unusual feeling. But in his heart he suddenly felt a cold soothing breeze... He did not break the hug, rather embraced her more tightly. With all the concern he had he tried to hold her chin up from his chest, murmuring "Jodha... Jodha..."

But Jodha was not hearing anything... She had clutched his body with all her strength and was rubbing her face slowly on his manly chest... perhaps she was trying to wipe out the strain of insult from her entity with the pure touch of the man to whom she had surrendered herself once, who had achieved her love, whom she has allowed to rule over her body and heart!

THE ESCAPE...

The handkerchief had wet with blood, the deep wound of his face was yet to stop bleeding! His eyes have escaped for only 2 inches, or Sarif-Ud-Din would have been a blind now in the hand of a woman!

While hiding at a corner of the palace near the entrance gate Sarifuddin was unable to forgive him for his sudden stupidity in the dark room! A woman, who is perhaps only 3-4 years elder than his timid wife Bakshi Banu kept on torturing him by piercing his throat with a mere dagger, injured him by slashing on his face, and slapped him back to back...And all he did was to stand like a wax model and to be beaten in the hand of that woman! God knows why he had become so much nervous in front of a mere girl. Yes, maybe she is a very skillful warrior and much more powerful than Sarifuddin's expectation, but she is nothing but a lady! Why not Sarifuddin could attack her and took over her? What made him so frightened! Had he been acted a bit normal, he could have an easy escape from the den of danger!

Sarifuddin wished to slap himself while recalling the incident! Idiot! He is an idiot! His crimes cannot be pardoned. Why the hell he tried to misconduct with the empress when he knew that he has no way to escape after getting caught? If his unfulfilled desire had not awaked suddenly at the wrong time, maybe he could manage to escape from the hand of Jodha, and might have been eating a delicious supper at the wedding party of Maan Singh at evening; but now he is stuck inside the vast palace with lots of soldier in behind with opened sword, and is unable to find a path of escapement!

Suddenly Sarifuddin felt someone's presence at behind. Almost becoming sure that he is going to die now, he triggered back and strangulated that person's throat as a desperate trial fleeing.

"Sartaaj yeh may hu! Aftaar!!" [This is me my lord! Aftaar!]The man managed to utter from the strangulation.

"Oh tum!!!" [Oh You!!]Sarifuddin sighed of a great relief! God has sent Aftaar as an angel to him. A moment after Jodha left the room and locked that from outside tying his hands, Aftaar had opened the door. He had noticed Jodha to enter into the chamber and so was waiting outside to help his master when he will need help! After Aftaar made him free Sarifuddin had decided to flee though the secret passage, but Aftaar like a very logical person disagreed with him. The empress is not a fool to leave the criminal in front of a secret passage; an armed troop of soldiers must have been sent to the other face of this passage by this time, so better idea is to try to escape from the frontal door only. From then to now Sareefuddin and Aftaar are running around the loner portions of the palace while literary playing hide-and-seek with the guards... It seems to be next to impossible to escape from under the sharp eyes of the fort guards!

"Koi haal nikla Aftaar?"[Any solution Aftaar?] Sarif asked. Aftaar nodded his head and handed him a set of clothes.

"Bari mushkil se Amer ke sipahiyon ki libaz chura paye hay... Yeh pehen lijie, sayad sipahi ki vesh me mahel e nikal paye."[I have stolen these uniforms of the soldiers... Wear it, maybe we succeed to flee in this attire!] He said, and without wasting time for taking his consent, he vanished behind another pillar with his set of uniform.

Sarifuddin put on the dress as soon as possible. The dress was not fit in him, but who cares! He has to flee from the palace at any cost! But where to go after that! He has got such an identification mark in face that he will not be able to hide his identity easily!

After a few minutes Aftaar and Sarifuddin started walking through the corridor of the palace in the disguise of palace-guard. Sarifuddin had tried hard to hide his scratch mark on face with the ending edge of the turban, but still he could not cover that fully. Both of them were acting as the guards in duty, but due to nervousness their acting was not very believable.

"Samne ki darwaje se aapko dhunde ke liye abhi ek sipahi ki tukri bahar niklega huzur, hum uaha se nikal jayenge!"[A troop of soldiers are going to march for catching you, we have to go out with them!] Aftaar gave the idea. Has Sarifuddin ever gone into this much risk? He will march with those men who are going to arrest him? In any moment he can be arrested! Even in the pleasant whether he was sweating like a melting ice! What if anyone identifies him?

"Samhalke huzur!!"[Be careful my lord!] Aftaar whispered in a cautious voice! Sound of a light footstep was coming towards them. Sarifuddin gulped in blind fear... Aftaar hid himself behind a pillar immediately.

Much of their relief, the footstep was not of any elder member of the house or of any soldier... After a moment the person was in front of them. She was none other than Mahtab... the 2 years old little dumb daughter of Sarifuddin, whose entity is a trouble for him!

God knows why, but all the vain rage of Sarifuddin fell on the little girl. She has no relation with all the problems that he is facing, but still Sarifuddin equated her with the source of all the dangers of his life... This girl has seen him to flee from the palace in the guise of soldiers, she will definitely create problem afterwards! Better to remove this thorn from the way.

Mahtab was staring at Sarifuddin, and was gulping in blind terror. Sarifuddin slowly moved towards her, with a ferocious smirk caught her little hand in his clasp and went to strangulate her little throat with another hand... Mahtab shivered in terror, two drops of tears came out from her eyes, and...Sarifudin realized that he will never be able to kill this innocent dumb girl! Perhaps she is one of the most irritating elements of his life, but truth is that she is the inheriting of his blood, his heritage and his existence... She is the one and only sign that would live after him, will move his name forward! Can a person be too ignorant to wipe out the last trace of his own existence from the world?

Perhaps for the first time Sarifuddin realized that fatherhood exists in his blasphemous, sinful heart too! The hand that had been raised to kill the innocent child, automatically touched her cheek with a strange affection, and Sarifuddin understood for a glance that he could have been the happiest person of the world if only...

"Chalie huzur! Waqt nehi hay!" [Come my lord! We have no time to waste!]Aftaar hurried. Sarifuddin left Mahtab at once and ran away from there. Now the most risky work... They have to go out of the fort along with the troop of soldiers who are on a mission to catch him!

It was really a tough job; rather the most dangerous and risky one that Sarifudin has done in all his life. But perhaps the God had become a little kind on Sarifuddin after giving him so much strikes one after another, so this time he got a safe escape... for now...

But for how long?

THE TIGRESS...

"Aapne bohot bari galti ki hay uss khufia kamre me ekele ghuske! Kuch bura bhala ho jata to kya hota? Sarifuddin koi dudh pita baccha nehi hay, ek jabaaz sipahi hay!"[You have committed a big mistake by entering into the secret room all alone! If anything had happened then? Sarifuddin is not any milk-feeding baby, he is a mighty soldier!] Jalal told with a hidden concern in voice while walking around the room restlessly.

"Hum bhi koi dudh pite bacche nehi hay Shahenshah! Fir bhi, hume ekele kisiko na batake uaha nehi jana chahiye tha! Khsama chahte hay..."[I am not too any mild-feeding baby majesty! But I should not have go there without informing anyone! I am sorry for that...] Jodha uttered with a strangely cold and indifferent voice. She was sitting at the bed calm covering her eyes with palm now after breaking the sudden spontaneous hug with shahenshah... Before sometime she had described the whole incident vividly to him except the part of Sarifuddin's audacity of trying to misbehave with her. Not only as she does not want an extra hazard in the marriage of her nephew, but also because she does not want to share the distress of insult that Sarifuddin threw towards her with anyone as it will extinguish the fire of revenge within her. He tried to dishonor her womanhood, and he will get the reply from her only; she will never allow her husband to give him the reply on her behalf!

"Sarifuddin! Hume pata tha ki yeh sab o hi kar raha hay! Hum bas usse aapne ungli par nacha rahe the taki o kuch galti kar baithe or hum use saabut ke sath pakad sake!"[Sarifuddin! I knew that he is behind all these. Only I was making im to dance on my finger so that he does any mistake and be caught with evident!] Jalal said. "Par aaj achanak se aise saabut mil jayega hum soche bhi nehi the... Na jane inn khufia raasto ki baat nikal kaise gaya humare jehen se!"[But did not expect to get an evident all of a sudden... Don't know how could I miss the points of the secret passages.]

"Sayad Sarifuddin uss gupt raste se kisi guptchar ko sangbad pauchane ke liye veja tha! Hum jab uaha ghuse the tab o darwaza andar se bandh tha!"[Perhaps Sarifuddin was sending any messenger through the secret passage! When I had entered there the door of the passage was closed from inside!] Jodha told.

"Parisaani me dimag kharap ho gaya hay Sarifuddin ka! Hume pata tha ki o aisa kuch zarur karega...srif inn khufiya darwaje ki baat dimag se nikal gaya tha!"[Sarifuddin has gone mad in tension! I knew that he will do something like that but forgot about the secret chamber!] Jalal uttered himself. "Par aap hamesha dunia ki sare khatre ko aapne paas kyu bula laati hay? Kon kaha tha aapko itna khatra uthane? Mahel me kya sipahi ki kami hay?"[But why the hell you wecome allthe dangers of the world to you? Who told you to take so much risk? Is there any lack od soldiers in the palace?] He sat beside Jodha and again started.

"Zaruri nehi ki hum humare jivan ke sare kaam kisiki hukum se hi kare! Hum ek swatantr naari hay, or aapni hriday ki baat sunna humari adhikar hay! Phir bhi, humne bidhiyon ko tod kar galti ki hay, or uss baat ke liye khsama mang chuke hay!"[It's not necessary that I have to follow anyone's order only! I am an independent woman, and I have the right of listening to myself! But yes, I have done mistake by breaking the protocol, and I have asked apology for that too!] Jodha lashed out her rage in cold voice, and the firm pronunciation of the last sentence made Jalal surprised.

"Hua kya hay aapko?" [What happened with you?]He touched her hand. "Kya chupa rahi hay humse?" [What are you hiding from me?]

"Kuch nehi!" [Nothing!]Jodha replied. After that she looked at him as if she was giving excuses " Hum jabtak mahel me aake sabko is bare me bata kar sena vejte, ussi samay ke andar aparadhi bhag jata!"[He would have been escaped till I came with force after informing everyone.]

"Bhaag to abhi bhi gaya hay!"[He has escaped already!] Jalal murmured.

"Kya???"[What??]

"Pata nehi... uss kamre me koi nehi hay abhi. Iss bare me baat karne hi hum aye the aapke pas." [I don't know... But there is no one in the chamber now. I had come to you for talking about this only.]Jalal said. "Ek ho sakta hay ki o uss khufiya raste e Amer ki bahar nikalne ki kosish kar raha ho; agar aisa hay to o bach nehi payega; or yeah aisa bhi ho sakta hay ki o abhi bhi mahel me hay... Or agar aisa hay, tab bhi o bach nehi payega!" [Maybe he is trying to get out of Amer via the passage, and if it is he will not be escaped. And secondly he can be in the palace till now. If this is true then also he will not be able to escape.]

"Dhanya hay aap Shahenshah! Or dhanya hay iis mahel ki suraksha prabandh!" Jodha sneered in sarcasm. "Itne sare sipahi ki naak ke niche se o janoyaar bhaag nikla, or abhi bhi aap kahenge ki o bach nehi payega! Bohot accha... Aap anand lete rahiye iss nisfal atmatusti ka! Isse accha hota ki hum tabhi uss ghrinit jantu ke aankhe nikal ke or haat katke phek dete!"[You are great your majesty! And greater is the security system of this palace! The criminal fled under the nose of the guards and even after that you are telling that he will not escape! Very good... Be happy with your false self-satisfaction! It would be better if I had chopped of the hands and the eyes of that animal!] She exhaled an angry breath!

"Jodha?" There was an authoritative tone in Jalal's voice that compelled Jodha to tone down her rage. She looked at him. His eyes are not cool and calculative that they were a moment ago... The spark of fire in Jodha's heart was shinning in the orbs of his eyes too...

"Aap pura sach nehi bataye... bataiye hume, kya kiya Sarifuddin ne ki aap usse itna gussa hay? Itna gussa ki aapko usse kabu me rakhne ke liye bandh kamre me shamsher chalana par raha hay! Aise hi kisiki aankh or haat kat deneki baat to aap nehi kar sakti hay Jodha Begam! Bataiye hume... bataiye..."[You have not told me the whole truth... Tell me what that Sarifuddin has done with you that you are so angry. So angry that to control your fury you are practicing sword inside closed room! You cannot think about cutting one's hand or eye for no reason! Tell me... Tell.] His voice was becoming more low and authoritative with each and every word. Jodha moved her eyes to escape the question and suddenly removed her hand from Jalal's hold giving a hurt expression. Unmindfully, Jalal had pressed the scratch of her hand. Jalal immediately took her hand in his hand to notice the wound from near. While caressing the wound with all his attention his majestic eyes were blazing furiously in blind rage. The angry breath that he was exhaling was felt by Jodha; she had kept on gazing at her husband's eyes with the cold suppressed fire in her eyes...

"Bata kyu nehi rahi hay aap kuch..."[Why not are you telling?] He almost whispered to control his anger, but the next moment he became extremely loud in shout "Kya kiya hay uss kamina ne aapke sath??" [What has that scoundrel done with you??]

"Kuch nehi." [Nothing!]Jodha's cold smile acted as a cooler for Jalal's growing anger... "Ek kutta ek baghin ka kya bigar sakta hay Shahenshah? Or koi aam baghin to hum hay nehi, Shahenshah-E-Hindustan ki khas baghin hay! Ek sarak ka kutta humara kya bigrega?"[What can a dog do to a tigress your majesty? And I am not a common tigress, I am the special tigress of the emperor of Hindustan. How can a street dog harm me?]

"Aap hume..." Jalal had cooled down a bit now. "aap nehi chahti hay ki hum iss mamle me kuch kare!"[You don't want to indulge me in this matter!]

"Kyuki zaruri nehi ki humare sare samasya ki haal nikalne ke liye hume aapki zarurat ho..."[It is not necessary that I have to need your help to solve each and every problem of my life. ] Jodha smiled. "Aap Maan Singh ke bibah me jane wale hay abhi, inn sab gandi baat sunke aapne dimag jalake kya fayda? Abhi chaliye, kafi sare subh bidhiya abhi ses hay..."[You are going to attend Maan Singh's marriage, why to irritate your mind with these dirty matters? Now come, many rituals are left to perform...]

Jalal smiled back and got up from her side. He was just stepping outside the door, Jodha called her back.

"Shahenshah!"

He turned back. Jodha was staring at his eyes with demanding eyes. The fiery eyes that had been lost under the heap of time were back again... "Kuch kahena hay?"[Do you have anything to say?] Jalal asked with a slight smile at the corner of his lips. He can guess what she will tell now.

"Agar hum abhi aapse kuch maange, to aap hume denge?"[If I ask you for something, will you give it?] She uttered firmly, like an empress.

Jalal was lost in the spark of her eyes. No, her want is certainly not a beloved's demand to her lover... her voice had a strange hidden authority that cannot be ignored even by the emperor.

"Aapko koi shaq hay?" Jalal smiled. "Aaj tak aapke konsi maang pura nehi kiye hay humne?"[Do you have any doubt? Till now which one of your wishes has been left unfulfilled?]

"Maang humare pati se nehi... Shahenshah-E-Hind se hay."[Wish is to the emperor, not to my husband.] Jodha smiled meaningfully. "Hume Sarifuddin chahiye Shahenshah! Zinda!" [I want Sarifuddin alive!]

"Yeh kya maang li aapne Begam Sahiba?" [What you have asked from me your highness!]Jalal smirked out meaningfully.

"Maang to humare itni si hi hay Shahenshah..." [My wish is very small your majesty...]Jodha smiled. "Aab dekhna yeh hay ki Shahenshahyon ke Sahenshah Badshah Akbar ke paas ek sadharan naari ki ek chahat puri karne ki kitne khasmta hay!"[Now I have to see that whether the king of the kings, emperor Akbar has the power to fulfill a common woman's wish!]

So she is testing the majesty? Jalal's eyeballs beamed- partially in zeal and partially in pure delight... Jodha's eyes are totally free from the usual gloom that she bears these days; the blazing eyes are enough to compel a mighty, cruel emperor to die again and again... His tigress is back! The vibrant valiant woman, the fearless and bold attitude of the royal blood, the inheriting quality of charming people in the light of her gallant personality, is back in life again!

Smiling broadly, his majesty bowed down in front of the empress... "Aapki hokum salakho par, Mallika-E- Badshah Akbar..."[Your command will be obeyed, the empress of emperor Akbar... ] He uttered.

Precap: Shaguni Bai is back. 😆 😉 Face-off between Sarifuddin and Sujamal.

Originally posted by: RamSiyaRam

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Originally posted by: -AkDha.Lover-

Me first res

Originally posted by: Shinning_Stuti

Hope this one will be unressed without any type of emotional blackmailing.😈😆

Originally posted by: -AkDha.Lover-

Abhi toh 18 is also left. 😆

Originally posted by: sho123

ya second 😃

Originally posted by: Shinning_Stuti

Then complete the 'adhura kaam' na?😡😆😆

Originally posted by: -AkDha.Lover-

I read the AkDha part...lekin aage...😛😆