OS The Destined Meeting Kes-gul

hello ji i m not back pehle to gives danda to neilu.😡...Neilu u dabloo cant u tell me its ur bday u brute kabhi nahi sudheregi😡 okies bday hai to bday surpise to banata hai boss🥳 😎so here presenting u the most cliche OS of the century 😉 the inspiration is from PIU and Kiranwa's SS Midsummer night Dream (read shamelessly copy)😆 and stupid bluey jo mujhe mytho and historical characters search karwa raha hai

The Destined Meeting

There are winds of destiny that blow when we least expect them. Sometimes they gust with the fury of a hurricane, sometimes they barely fan one's cheek. But the winds cannot be denied, bringing as they often do a future that is impossible to ignore. -Nicolas spark

She was running wildly in the desert the scores of soldiers running behind her. she frantically looked around her, unsure where to go. Then she looked up into the rann of kutchh - her home her own land she knew every inch of it but today she couldn't recall a single place where she could run and hide herself''the woobly legs threatened to collapse underneath her breath came in ragged gasps'. the sun was blazing fiercely on her and the sand burned beneath her feet alas the intensity of the heat wasnt capable enough to ignite the flame so tht she could commit burn herself alive'' the tears welled in her eyes as she heard the footsteps of horses her heart sink as the footsteps began to come closer suddenly a soldier in the horseback picked her up'something hit on her head and she lost her conciousness

Few hrs later she was lying unconscious on exquisite green silk persian carpet, like a thrown rag doll. Then something wet and cold splashed suddenly onto her face'.her eyebrows creased.her head throbbed'..she felt groggy as everything spinned in her mind slowly she opened her eyes'''everything was out of focus and things were a blurry mess''She looked half-consciously around an alien room''''.where was she? Wat was happening? Her feeble mind couldn't process'' She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure 'but in vain''she closed her eyes as she felt dizzy the room was moving and spinning in circular motion''. Suddenly the water splashed second time onto her face'''''.with the jerk she opened her big eyes ''The water droplets drained and dripped from her chin and went down soaking her midnight blue slik bodice wet'she looked around she was in luxurious turkish tent decorated with fine tapestries and a ceiling of green velvet and alachas (silk cloth) interwoven with gold and silver thread tht exhibited the fine blend of Persian craftsmanship with Indian motifs. 'Agreen triangular Flag tht flung proudly in the middle of the tent screamed tht she was in the enemy camp oh yes ! she must be in turkish mulim camp'.the ruthless rulers of Gujarat''.her eyes grew bigger and her mouth parted in horror'.. she then heard the laughter weeping and crying all in one go- assualting her ears'she looked around her friends who had accomapined her in her foolish idea were tied and beaten up cruely with lashes the blood boiled inside her eyes reddened with rage her teeth clattered and the shudder ran down her spine as she looked at the horrendous sight '.. she wanted to ran and save them but her hands were tied ' for the first time in her life, she was helpless'.. 'the tears aroused in her eyes as she looked at them then she shifted her gaze to a heavy breaded moustached man standing infront of her,dressed in green angarkha of khita satin embroided with gold flowers he moved towards her and sat infront of her'..his eyes grew wild as he threw a lustful glance at her

He observed her carefully and smiled sheepishly and then he took out his potli of silver mohr (coins) hurled at the soldiers standing behind him and said "yeah lo tumhara inam"

(Here's ur prize)

He glanced at her with his wolfish eyes and said "yakeenan vazir- e -ala ise dekhkar khush ho jayenge aur hume tohfo aur jagiro se nawaz denge !

(the prime minister would certainly be happy and will bestow land and valuable gift on us)

he then extended his hand to touch her she frowned and looked away he smiled and said "waise inhe vazir e alaha ko saupane ka bilkul man nahi kar raha"

(I really don't want her to hand over to the prime minister)

the words pierced her soul like a molten lava never in her life she had been so insulted'''if her hands were untied she would have pounced on him and killed him instantly with her bare hands like kaali maa

she looked at him scornfully and roared like a tigress"savdhaan ! humare pass aane ki himmat mat karna'.warna hum tumhare tukde kar denge''.."

(behold don't dare to touch me else I will cut you into pieces)

the man eyes widened in amusement he replied " bada muh chala rahi hai kaun hai'''hume dhamki dene waali to hoti kaun hai haan

(who are you to threaten me?)

she turned her face away and kept silent

the temper of the soldier aroused he yelled "chup kyu ho gayi bata'nahi to hum chabuk se teri khaal udhed denge" saying this he grabbed the whip

but she looked back at him with equally hatred

the whip hurled in the air all of sudden her frn blurted "nahi ruk jaayeyi inhe kuch bhi mat kijeye aap shayad nahi jaante par yeah Rashipur k Raja RevRaj Solanki ki putri rajkumari Gulaal hai"

plz dont touch her she is princess of rashipur Gulaal Solanki

jodha sighed and closed her eyes in frustration''.her enemy knew her identity This was the last thing she had wanted to happen, the very last'..

the soldier's hand stopped his eyes twinkled he said rolling his eyes in amusement "Kya kaha rashipur k shehzaadi

he then broke into laughter "yeah to aur bhi acha hua ab to inaam ki rakam dugani ho jayegi"

he summoned up his soldiers and said "sepohiyon baaki ki kaneez ko yanha se le jao aur yeah gulaal humare shamiyaane (tent) mein rehengi hum khud inhe huzoor ko supenge"

(take away the maids and Gulaal will remain in my tent'..I would personally hand her to Dushyant)

Gulaal;s heart sank beneath her she screamed "nahi kanha le jaa rahe ho'.humari sakhiyon ko kuch mat kijeye" But the plea fell on the deaf ears of the ruthless soldiers as the mercilessly dragged her companions

Gulaal looked at them helplessly she cried "devika"

Devika looked at her and said with teary eyes "humne to pehle hi mana kiya tha Gulaal yun is tarah hume bhes badal kar mehel se nahi jaana chahiye tha dekhiye hum sab kis musibat mein phass gaye hain"

The soldiers took her friends out of the royal tent out of the place leaving her in distress the tears roused in her eyes as she looked at them she felt guilty as she was innocent and involuntary cause of their misfortunes She closed her eyes and cursed herself for being so foolish. What was she thinking? wat was the need to drag her friends in her absurd idea?'.how will she forgive herself

? wat will she do now her mind was blank at the moment''.

morning rashipur palace

"Maasaheb hume bhadra poornima ka mela dekhne ki aagya de dijeye hum vachan dete hain sanjh hone se pehle laut aayenge" she chirped as she coaxed her mother to let her go and see the local fair at Rashipur

Poonamba turned her face away said "nahi Gulaal aapke daata sahib aur bhaisaheb is samay aapke rishte ki baat karne gaye hai unki anupasthithi mein hum aapko gaungar ka mela mein jaane ki anumati nahi de sakte'

(No princess ur father and brother are not in the state I cant permit u to go outside in such condition)

Poonamba insisted "par maasaheb jab tak daata shaheb yatra se lautenge mela sampat ho jaayega aur hume ek varsh aur pratiksha karni padegi

(But mother the fair would windup till they return and I will have to wait for the next year)

"Hum majboor hai rajkumari aapki suraksha hume sabse adheek priy hai apse bhi jyada"She embraced her and left her

(I m sorry but ur security is my prime responsibility)

Gulaal twitched and frowned

Devika asked curiously "ab hum kya karenge'kya hume agle varsh mela dekhne jaayenge"

(so we don't have any option'. right?)

Gulaal said smiling at her "nahi ganguar ka mela to hum ise varsh dekhenge" her eyes twinkled as a twinkle of mischief sparkled in her dreamy eyes.

(Absolutely not! we will attend the fair this year itself)

Nearby the two warriors stood facing towards each other' they remained silent for few seconds glancing at each other with the bloodshot eyes and then within a seconds they drew their swords and clashed into one another the two swords met in with thud'. they fought whirling their blades mercilessly in the air''neither of them wiling to back off' both the swordmen fought with furiousity each of them trying to wear the other down'but he, a young clad of 20 with pronounced turki pathan features certainly had an edge on the other contestant he swung his silvery polished sword more widly taking his opponent with suprise his arms were strong and perfectly shaped formed after years of rigid practice'. His bare chest gleamed in the sunlight and his chestnut brown hair flow down to broad shoulders as he flung his sword furiously, highlighting his solid ripped abs and toned chest'.he outwitted his opponent practically at every turn and parry '.. ' he defended and dodged his opponent attacks and after the few minutes of stamping and clamping of metals he effortlessly disarmed his opponent'''the sword fell with the clatter from his opponent;s hands and before his opponent could react he pointed the sword at his neck he stood looking straight in his eyes His breathing was heavy and erratic' sweat glistened over his perfectly chiseled body he paused and then chuckled "Kuwar Kunal singh aap jaanbhujkar haar rahe hai na" his grin widened as he looked at him'.

(kunwar Kunal Singh u aren't paying attention at the game are u?)

Kunwar Kunal Singh, his childhood friend looked at him and said "bilkul nahi'ab hum kya kare sultan k aage har talwar k dhaar pheeke pad jaati hai"

(Not at all wat should I do if ur swords flickers with the speed of lightining'.no sword is sharp enough to fight with u)

A faint smile passed on Kesar's lips he removed the sword from his neck and embraced him

"Sultan Zafran Shah, aap kabhi nahi haarte naa" kunal chirped

" zafran sab k liye par apno k liye kesar sirf kesar"...said kesar who was better known as Zafran Sikandar Shah a successor of great zafar shah'.and sultan of Gujarat sultanate'.ruling almost half the land of rann of kutch with his valour and sharp intellect'.

Meanwhile kareem a trusted minister and a loyal friend who watched the sword fight between his sultan and his childhood friend, Prince of Talsagra, Kunwar kunal singh with great enthusiasm smiled and came forward he took the sword from kesar's hand and gave him the silken cloth to wipe off his sweat'and then offered them Rose sarbat in brass glasses- a sweet and refreshing drink made of rose water mixed with fruit syrup and holy waters of ganga'..

Kareem looked at Kesarl and said "sultan aur kunwarji mein aap dunno k liye aaram ka bandobast karta hun" saying this he took the permission from the princes and left

(Ur highness and majesty I shall leave to look after the arrangements for ur confort)

After a while Kunal and Kesar sat on the ground he looked at Kesar and taking a sip of rose sharbet from the antique brass glass said "kesar hume samajh nahi aaya hum yanha bhes badal kar is saanik chavani mein kya rahe hain'''. aapne to dushyant bha saheb se humare saath Talsagra jaane k anumati lethi phir yanha is kutch mein humara kya kaam"

(kesar I don't understand y we have disguised ourselves in our own military camp u have take permission to come with me to talsagra then wat on earth are we doing in this thar desert?)

Kesar said wiping off his sweat with silken cloth "yeah kutchh huwara khwab hai yanha ki har cheez ko pana humara maksad'..yanha ka sona'..yanha k khubsoorati yanha k log sab hasil karna hai hume"

(this land is my dream'.. its richness its beauty thrills me I want every single thing of this place)

his eyes sparkled as staring at the gold like sand in front of his feet there was something mesmerizing about this place tht left him in awe the mystic aura around this land fascinated him the alluring sand dunes the golden and white sand tht shone on the surface like the jewels thrilled him the lovely sunsets and the gloom and the glory of this land made him feel strangely serene and fullfilled

he said contemplating his drink "dushyant bha shaheb kehte hai dushman par fateh karne k liye dushman ko janana bahoot jaruri hai isliye hum gujjar rajput logo k beech mein rah kar unhe samjhana chahte hain unke jajbaat unke dar unki takat unke jung (War) ladne k tareeko ko parakhna chahte hai aur isliye hum bhes badal kar is humari chavani mein rah hain"

( half the battle is win wen u know ur enemy and thts y I m living here among gujjar rajputs disguised as one of them so tht I can understand their feeling their emotions their fears their techniques of war!)

Kunal continued "par dushyant bha saheb ko pata chalega to bahoot naraz honge"

(Dushyant bha saheb would be angry if he comes to know about it)

Kesar replied "Bha Saheb hume itna pyaar karte hai k wooh hume kuch karne hi nahi dete'..baroda k fateh aur diu k jeet bhi unhone humari naam kar di"

(Dushyant bha saheb loves me dearly tht he doesn't let me he even bequeathed his vitory to me)

he said with slight of gloom in his eyes '. Dushyant ali beg his prime minister who had brought him up after his father died in the battle with gujjar rajputs wen he was merely 12 years of age and crowned as sultan of Gujarat sultanate he doted him a lot and acted according to his wish but as he grew up he sensed he was nothing but the puppet in the hands of Dushyant'..though he didn't say anything yet somewhere deep inside his heart he carved for his independence''. something little inside him contradicted him and wanted to set himself free'..he knew his bhasaheb was right as king he was bound to his subjects but he wanted to be right to be himself and in his own way with his own set of belief and ideas

he continued "hum jaante hai wooh kabhi nahi maante par yeah jung humari hai aur hum apne farz ko andekha nahi kar sakta muzaffarid sultanate ko aage le jaana ki jimmedaari humari hai aur hum isese peeche nahi hatenge"

(I know he wont agree but this is my battle and I cant ignore my duty'.the responibilty to expand the muzaffarid dynasty lies on my shoulders and I wont step back)"

kunal looked at him and patted his shoulder he chuckled "waise bhes badalna to aapka bachpan k shuak raha hai yaad hai hum log kaise bachpan mein bhes badal kar mehel se bhaag jaate the'' bahoot mazaa aata tha naa"

(U are master of disguise, aren't u? remember how in childhood we use to disguise ourselves and ran away from the palace'.. it was fun right !)

kesar smiled as he was lost in his childhood memories the golden days tht he spend in talsagra he was brought up along with prince kunal as his father muzzaffir shah had send him to talsagra wen the war waged between gujarat sultanate and gujjar rajputs'' he was like a carefree bird kunal mother doted him a lot and call him kesar out of affection ' his life was blissful without any fear without any expectation without any burden like a free spirit '. Until his father passed away and he was crowned as the Sultan of Gujarat sultanate at a tender age of 12 under the guidance of Dushyant'.

He said recalling his childhood memories"Haan bahoot mazaaa aata tha'..yaad hai kunwar ekbaar hum dunno ne mil kar ek baageeche se jamun churaye the, wooh aapa kaise danda le kar humare peeche bhaagi thi "

(yaa it was damm interesting! do u remember once we have stolen fresh plums from a woman's garden she had chased us with a stick wasn't it terrific)

Kunwar kunal singh replied haan aur phir baad mein humare sultan ne apne shahi baageecha bhent mein de diya tha looking at him with fondness

(Yaa and then u gifted her a royal garden exchange for a handful of plums)

kesar smiled and said in low voice" wooh bahoot gareeb thi'..apne aawam se mohabbat karna unke zazbaatoin ko samjhana ek sultan ka farz hota hai humne bas wahi kiya"

(she was poor and every king should love his subject I did wat was expected from me)

Kuanl replied "hmmm to sultan Zafran Shah ki mohabbat uski aawam hai he paused and raised his eyebrows and asked "par kesar uski mohabbat kaun hai?"

(oh so this king love his people but who does kesar love?)

Kesar was startled he looked at him love did he said tht? Wen was the last time he thought about love? he turned his face away his face grew cold and hard as he frowned "mohabbat sirf ek kitaabi lavz hai sunane mein acha lagta hai par asal zindagi mein mohabbat nahi hoti'..aur phir hum badshah hai humari zindagi mein mohabbat k liye koi jagah nahi" his face stiffened as he said it firmly

(love looks great in book but the reality of its inappropriate I m the king and I have better things to do in life)

Kunal smiled and said "prem har insaan k kismet mein likha hai phir chahe wooh raja hi kyu naa ho aap chahe lakh pehre laga de apne jazbaat par'.. bandi bana le apne dil ko par prem apni manzil dhundh leta hai dekhena aapke jeevan mein bhi prem dastak dega aur aap kuch nahi kar paayenge"

(everyone is destined to love '.. no matter how much u deny it and lock ur heart behind seven doors but in the end love will find its way, sooner or later u will terribly fall for someone)"

Kesar stared at him he smiled half heartedly, his face didn't lit up with joy instead he felt a pal of gloom coming over him as he stood staring into the vast empty desert of kutch.his life no less than a desert- rich grandeur splendid yet lifeless'..he was a born conqueror yet his heart remained unconquered'' he had everything but love''. Love the words tht use to send send butterflies in his stomach in childhood wen his tutors narrated him the glorious love saga of lord Krishna and radha, Quays and lalyan (laila majnu) between the long and deary session of political studies and war'' the tales tht charmed him often he wondered will he love someone as passionately as Quays as purely as lord Krishna.'but as he grow up he found his life was meant for other purpose before he could understand it meaning he found his marriage was fixed by his father with the princess of delhi sultanate Taslima Begum the alliance tht was necessary for the political importance for his sultanate and he consented half heartedly overlooking his tiny heart tht breathed softly under the burden of royal dreams and desires'.

He stood quietly as he recalled his words" prem har insaan k kismet mein likha hai phir chahe wooh raja hi kyu naa ho aap chahe lakh pehre laga de apne jazbaat par'.. bandi bana le apne dil ko par prem apni manzil dhundh leta hai dekhena aapke jeevan mein bhi prem dastak dega aur aap kuch nahi kar paayenge" really? will it happen? he wondered

Suddenly he heard kareem calling for him he turned around and saw Kareem was running towards him

He was puzzled he asked "kareem kya baat hai itne badhavas kyu lag rahe ho sab theek to hai"

Kareem said still trying to catch his breath "sultan pata chala hai humare sephoyehun ne rashipur se kuch rajaputani ladkiyan ko utha liya hai aur unhe yanha is chaavani mein le aakar aaye hai"

(our soldiers have abducted rajputs women and they have brought them here in this military camp)

Kesar was filled with rage hearing it from Kareem he rolled his eyes and clenched his fist in anger he said "kitne baar!'..kitne baar humne maana kiya hai ki koi bhi sepahi kisi bhi aurat ko jabardasti nahi uthayega'''.. par yeah log humare hukkum ki naa farmani kar rahe hai '..kab samjhenge yeah ki humara maksad in logo ko lutana nahi hai balki inpar par fateh hasil karni hai inhe apni aawam ka hissa banana"

(how many times I have to remind my orders tht woman and children must be treated fairly then y do they defy my orders'..wen will they learn to respect our citizen wen will they understand tht my mission is to rule this land I m here to unite'.. not to plunder !)

He said to himself "ab hume hi kuch karna padega"

(I will look into the matter myself)

Saying this he asked "kaun is is sabke peeche"

(Who is the person behind the scene)

Kareem lowered his eyes and said "yanha k sipehsalahkar saffunddin beg wooh Bhasaheb k khasam khas hai

(Saffunddin Beg he is the chief office and dear to bhasaheb)

Kesar flared his nostril filled with anger he ran towards the camp where saffunddin beg was sitting with some soldiers busy in merry making

Kesar looked at him he pounced at him he clunched his collar and threw hin with force saffuddin was startled he looked at him in shock and fear

He yelled "jab sultan ka hokum tha ki koi bhi sepahi kisi bhi aurat yaa bacho par jurm nahi karega to unke hukkum ki naafarmani k jurarat kaise ki"

( wen sultan had issued the decree to treat the woman and children with kindness ! how dare u go against the very orders of our sultan.)

the other soldiers looked at kesar in confusion and next moment they pulled out their sword from their scapboard''''. kesar looked around and threw a angry glance at them before they could attack him kareem yelled "khabardaar sab wanhi khade rahe tumhare saamne khud sulatn khade hai"

(behold His Royal Highness Sultan Zafran Shah is standing infront of us )

the revealation came as the shock to the soldiers'..as they looked at Kesar unblinkly as if someone had dropped bombshells on them immediately the swords from the hands fell with a loud thud and they bow down to him begging for their life''while shaffunddin's face turned a whiter shade of pale as he looked him in absolute fear the next moment he fell on his knees clasped his hands and begged for forgiveness "raham sultan hume nahi pata tha aap yanha is chavani mein hai warna aise gustaki hum hargiz nahi karte"

(plz forgive me ur majesty I had no idea about ur identity !)

"humare saawalo ka jawab do sepahi humare hukkum k naahfarmani k himmat kaise hui"

(answer me will u ? how dare u defy my orders)

saffunddin lowered his eyes in helplessness it was a matter of life and deadth to him

kesar looked at him frustrated he roared "jawab do"

(answer me damm u)

saffuddin said in barely audible tone "humne jo kuch bhi kiya dushyant bha shaheb k hukm par kiya unhone ne hi apne harem k liye auranton ko lane ko kaha tha"

(mercy sultan ! but I have a sound reason for my refusal'...prime minister had ordered me to bring women for his royal harem)"

kesar eyes widened in shock he stood silent for a minute'''wasn't he aware of his lecherous nature'he thought and closed his eyes in frustration

After a second he turned to kareem and said in louder voice "kareem tum abhi jaakar sabhi auraton ko aazad karo and unko unke walid k pass izzat k saath suap dena yeah jimmedari tumhari hai"

(kareem release the women and hand them back to their guardians'.its ur responsibility to see tht they return home safely)

then he turned to saffundin and said firmly "aur tum.'tumhe sultan k hokum khialfi k sazaa jaroor milege"

(u shall be punished for defying my orders)

saffundin grew fearful the sweat broke out on his forehead and he begged sultan raham kijeye

(mercy my lord)

but kesar was not in the mood to budge he turned his face away and began to walk with quick steps

saffundin pleaded "sultan humne jo auranto ko pakada hai unme se ek rashipur k shehzaadi hai Shehzaadi Gulaal" he said in one go hoping tht his catch might plz his king''''.

(But Sultan! One amoung them is the Princess of rashipur- Gulaal the daughter of our enemy)

kesar stopped and turned around he asked suprisingly "kya kaha shehzaadi"

Saffundin nodded his head in consent

(Princess!)

kesar was annoyed hell annoyed his eyebrows frowned a his temper rose he said angrily "wooh shehzaadi hai'''.aur ek shehzaadi hone k naate wooh humari shahi mehmaan hui aur ek shahi mehmaan k saath aisa salook'.kaise?

(are u kidding me ?a princess ? then she is our royal guest per se'.is this a way to treat a royalty?

He exclaimed "tumhe is gustaaki k bhaari kimat chukani padegi hum khud jaakar shehzaadi ko aazad karenge kanha hai wooh"

(you will face the consequences of your acts. Now tell me where is she ?I want to meet her at once)

Shaffundin lowered his eyelids and said fearfully "humare shaamiyaane mein hai''."

(In my tent my lord)

kesar immediately rushed to his tents where his destiny was waiting for him

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In the royal tent

She sat in silence like a statue, dull and lifeless, her chin rested on her knees, her arms wrapped around her legs. her tears were dried now but her heart was still in pain a slient cry of sorrow escaped from her heart as she waited in painful anticipation for what was going to come next '..she knew she was at the mercy of these ruthless scanvengers and her fate was decided and there was nowhere to go she was lost'. ' disheartened she closed her eyes in a prayer''.

"hey thakurji'hum ise samay kuch nahi kar sakte par aapse bas itni hi prathna hai ki ise pehle koi parpurush hume sparsh kare hume mrityu de dijeyega" She said closing her eyes in deep reverence

(Please God, just let me die, right here, right now'.. It would rather be better to die than being humiliated and molested by these Turkish muslims)

as she opened her eyes she saw him standing infront of him'' , her heart hammered at her chest her breathing was in tatters who was he? and wat was he doing here?" ' Her chest was rising and falling faster and faster her stomach churned threateningly'. her nervousness grew every passing second as he bend towards her

kesar glanced at her momentiarly and then quietly sat infront of her his hands extended to touch her but she pulled her hands towards her bossom in resistance kesar paused for a second and then he touched her hands softly'' his touch so warm and gentle tht it took her by suprise.. his friendly touch assured her tht he wasn't threat kesar looked at her calmly and before she could resist him again, he began to untie her hands' his gesture calmed her''. her breathing slowed and her heartbeat returned to normal as she closed her eyes taking a huge sigh of relief after a while she opened her eyes and looked at her knight in shinning armour and examined him carefully somehow he didn't appear enemy to her'... infact he looked adorable plainly adorable lustourous auburn hair, soft muddy brown eyes chiseled yet boyish feature and a slight sheen of sweat glistening on his bare chest captivated her''. the world went blank for her as she could feel herself being drawn towards him'' his face carried a sort of gravity but his eyes had the same warmth tht she felt in his gentle touch.. y did he resembled lord krishna in beauty?'..did lord Krishna come here to rescue her she thought looking at his sunkissed skin, his caramel colored dhoti matched with his skin perfectly''Only his pataka a sash of maroon cloth fastened around his waist broke the pristine beauty of his suntanned skin'.she glanced him then bite her tongue in embarrassment''.. she lowered her eyelids and blushed for staring someone so blatantly.

While kesar was busy untying her hands'.. he lifted his eyes to look at her and smiled slightly as she was a mess-a complete mess, Her hair rumpled and tousled her eyes were red swollen from crying, her cheeks stained with saline tears and the kajal tht smeared under her puffy eyes made her look like a raccoon and wats wrong with her clothes? he wondered they were shabby disheveled and torn into places'..not a speck of royalty on her''. didn't royal family give her something nice to wear?he thought'.she was looking like a wreck yet there was something about her tht caught his attention, something so incoherently innocent about her tht pulled him towards her'He gazed into her eyes. They were still so beautiful..He felt like he could look into those eyes forever as he kept looking at her mesmerizingly...Gulaal raised her head and saw him staring at her and her heart skipped a beat''' her pulse beat loudly against her skin she drop her eyelids and blushed ,her skin glow with a crimson flush''hesistantly she tried to speak to him but before she could show her graititude saffundin entered the tent and pleaded "sultan hume maaf kar dijeye hum nahi jaante the aap'.."

(Ur Highness plz pardon me for my mistake)

Kesar turned back and yelled "takliya"

(Leave)

"Sultan?" Her eyes grew bigger'' was he Zaafran ? The word Sultan sent an arrow of alarm through her as she looked at him in absolute shock''her biggest enemy was infront of her'. the one who had plundered her land and brutually killed her fellow rajputians was infront of her she filled with disgust as she looked at her hand where he had touched her''wat a curse fate she had she was admiring a person who was sinner of her land'. .these turkish had destroyed her villages, took away the pride and honor of her land'.. invaded temples and stole its richness and wealth' how many times she had witnessed the gruesome bloodshed wen she had entered the temple to worship'... worst they had touched her deities with their sinful hands and render them impure'just like he had touched her few moments ago.. she filled with bitterhate towards him as all the horrendous sight came as flashback'.. she trembled with an inner rage'.. her fists clenched'. her nostril flared her teeth clattered and the fist of anger ran down her body '..with all might she pushed his away almost causing him to tremble before he could react she stood up and yelled at the top of the voice" Oh to tum ho lootere k raja Zaafran"

(so u are the ruthless lord of scroundrels'. Zaafran right?)

Zaafran was startled her accusation hurted his pride and arrogance he looked at her in disbelief'.he raised his head and smircked "hume laga aap hume shukriya karengi'.. par aap to bahoot naashukri nikali shehzaadi"

(u are such a thankless creature! I thought you would thank me rather)

Gulaal twitched and replied back sharply "dhyaanvaad?'.kis baat k liye tumhara dhyaanavaad kare?'humare dharti par hamla karne k liye?'.yaa Humare dhan ko lootne k liye yaa phir humare auroton aur bachon k saath durachaar karne k liye?'bataao kis baat ka dhyaanvaad kare?

(thnks for wat? plundering my land? stealing my wealth? or molesting my people ! huh)

Kesar grew furious her stinging words hurted him badly..he stood up shouting at the top of the voice " jaaban sambhal kar baat kijeye shehzaadi hum Gujarat sultanate k sultan zaafran sikandar shah hai"

(watch ur manners princess I m Zaafran Sikandar Shah King of Gujarat)"

gulaal retorted "Gujarat tumhara nahi hai hum rajputon ka hai jo yanha sadiyon se rahe hain aur naa tum iske raja ho tum sirf ek lootere ho jisnee dhoke aur krurta se humare Gujarat par aadhikar kar liya hai"

(King my foot ! Gujarat belongs to us.. you are not even an Indian forget being a king u are an invader just a cruel invader who has seized our land forcefully)

Kesar shouted "khabardaar Shehzaadi"

(behold princess)

Gulaal smircked and said "kyu kya hua'. sachai kadwi lagi sach to yeah hai ki tum turki humare desh mein jabardasti ghus aaye ho aur tum apne purokho ki tarah hi krur, dhusht aur paapi ho"

(why what happened'u cant deny the truth'.common face the fact u are Turkish muslim, who came here as invaders with the sole purpose to plunder our land u have no right on our land you are as wicked ruthless and burtual as ur forefathers were)

"Bas bahoot hua" he yelled chewing his lips in anger'his patience had crossed every limit his eyes were burning with rage known for both his calmness and his eccentric temper.his anger now reached a crescendo.. he threw a angry glance at her

That's it'.

He stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and roughly pulled her towards him'gulaal was startled she tried to extricate herself but his grip tightened around her fragile arms..staring deep into her eyes he hissed in undertone "galat the'.galat the hum jo aap par meherbaani kar rahe the aap to humare rehmdili k bilkul kaabil nahi hai aapne humare valid k apmaan karke bahood badi bhul kar di shehzaadi iski kimat toh aapko chukani padegi"

''"

(I was so wrong to show mercy on u'..u don't deserve kind gesture u have committed a hideous crime by insulting my father now u shall face the consequences)

gulaal struggled to free herself she shouted at the top of the voice" Humare pass aane ka prayatan bhi mat karna nahi hum jaan le lenge" her body trembled

with fear and hatred

(don't try to come near me I will kill you)

She tried to pull her wrists free, but he held her more tightly, he smircked laughing at her futile attempts, "rajputana khoon bahoot ubal raha hai'..jara hum bhi to dekhe kitni dhaar hai aapke khoon mein?

(your are something ! seems ur rajput blood is on rush ! let me see ur worth princess)

saying this he roared "koi hai"!

(Servants)

immediately some guards and maidservants raced into the tents and bow down to him

kesar looked at them and said "le jaiye inhe and ache se tayyar karke k humare samne pesh kiya jaaye

(take her away and present her properly infront of me)

the maids came forward and grabbed her and took her forcefully'. Gulaal protested but they didn't budge and they dragged her outside'. before leaving Gulaal turned and looked back at him'for a minute their gaze met with a blazing hatred towards each other'..

after a short while Kesar retreated to his royal tent, he was furious his temper had reached a maximum angst her words had pierced his heart he paced to and fro across his tent like a maniac' that was the first time ever someone had talked to him in this manner everyone feared him infact no one dared to raise his eyes before him'.and how easily tht princess had spitted venomous pained words at him'. He grew furious as he recalled her words

"Gujarat tumhara nahi hai hum rajputon ka hai jo yanha sadiyon se rahe hain aur naa tum iske raja ho tum sirf ek lootere ho jisnee dhoke aur krurta se humare Gujarat par aadhikar kar liya ha

"

he frowned "Gujarat humara hai shehzaadi aur hum is mulk k hai"

"(Gujarat is my country, princess and I m its citizen)"

Saying this he threw his sword and his pataka on the floor and walked towards the brass vessel filled with water at corner of the tent Cupping handfuls of water from the brass vessel he splashed it on his face and body. He briskly scrubbed the cold water over his face several times to calm his senses but her cold words echoed back in his mind

"sach to yeah hai ki tum turki humare desh mein jabardasti ghus aaye ho aur tum apne purokho ki tarah hi kru, dhusht aur paapi ho"

a fist of anger ran down his spine'and with all his might he threw the brass vessel it wobbled and hit the floor with the huge thump splashing the water on the floor

The guards who were present outside his tents ran inside hearing the echoing noise of the vessel they asked sultan sab kariyaat hai na?

(is everything ok my majesty)

kesar turned his face and roared "kanha hai shehzaadi unhe fauran humare samne pesh karo"

(where is princess wats taking so long? Call her at once)

after a while he stood before a golden frame mirror, he took a silken cloth and wiped the water droplets tht rested on his face and bare chest like a dewdrops he then quietly wore a long pleated blue jama a robe of fine brocade and china silk sewn with golden thread tht reached below his knees he took a orange shash and fastened it around its waist and then wearing a strand of Tahitian pearl necklace he glanced at his reflection and stood in silent observation of himself'. a grimace of outright pain surfaced on his face as he recalled her words' Foriegner? Is tht people think of him ? as if he don't know no matter how much he deny it but the fact was tht he was still looked upon as a foreigner a successor of turkish invaders'.but y? it was beyond comprehension he was born in this land his forefathers have ruled here for more than 100 yeas and he was very much Indian like those rajputs he had grown here breathed in the clean air of this country, walked on it plains and deserts he loved everybit of his land its vastness its varied culture and tradition enchanted him'' he had fought for his land like a patriot then why didn't his own countrymen consider him as one of their people? Coz his religion was different from them ? He remained silent for few second then took his silver peacock shaped surmadaani and applied thick surma (kohl) in his eyes' he closed his eyes for few seconds a tear threated to spill from his eyes due to the stinging effect of surma he closed his eyes in deep contemplation '.why there was a dividing line between him and gajjar rajputs? why were they present like a parallel side of the same river''.never to meet?'.y so much hatred for him? Was it coz of Mohammad Ghazini who came here and plundered somnath temple and slaughtered the life belong to the same region and religion''or because he was expanding his emprire but tht is wat is expected from a king, expansion of his empire'''like every king he also strived to strengthened his kingdom.. exactly the political idea of chakravati monarch in ancient India like lord rama and asoka so wat was so wrong in it? Didn't these rajput wage a war against each other didn't they invaded someone's else land? y the grudges against him only?'.though he had won half of the land he could still see the hatred and anguish in the eyes of his own countrymen wherever he went he found ppl bow down to him the heads remained lowered with reverence yet the hatred in the eyes were intact'.he had won the land but his ppl were still unconquered where did he go wrong? He contemplated'''all he wanted to rule their heart not a stale piece of land? then y he failed miserably'something was terribly missing but wat? he couldn't decipher'' his hollow victory was like a mirage in a desert disillusionary and disappointing'. he was lost in his trails of thought suddenly her image reflected in the mirror as the guards brought her in the tent''

Kesar was stunned and dazed as he looked at her in complete awe "who is she? Is she the same clumsy shabby princess? he thought looking at her awestruck as she stood there in her full glory and splendour Kesar turned back and stared her without blinking his eyes his oasis was standing infront of him' dressed in vibrant red brocade lehenga choli with gold and silver zardozi, jari, gemstones, beadswork she was looking no less than a damsel the color of her lehenga matched perfectly with the red ambience of his shamiyaana.. a orange translucent duppatta was draped around her bosom with one end and the other corner of it was tucked around the waistline revealing space between her choli and lehenga gloriously '. He felt his heart beating against him loudly as his eye fell on sheer fabric of her dupatta hinting her midriff and navel''his gaze then traveled to her face tht was veiled with a transparent red muslin cloth'. unable to take his eyes off her he stood there transfixed '.. the more he glanced at her the more he felt capitivated'..his trance was broken by his maidservants sultan humare kaam apni nazare inayat nahi karenge?

"(My majesty wont u look at our work)"

kesar came out of the trance he slightly nodded his head in consent he slowly started moving towards her...gulaal was scared seeing him walking towards her all she wanted was to run and hide herself from his piercing gaze she closed her eyes in nervousness and silently prayed for some miracle'.Kesar walked towards her and stood infront of her'''. his passionate gaze for fixed on her'Slowly he reached to the hem of her veil and gently lifted it.. her beauty stunned him God dammit how could any woman look so beautiful'..he gasped, her eyes as beautiful as lotus blossom accentuated with thick kohl on her lower eyelids the color of her skin as white as sand of rann of kutch lips fuller and the delicate rosy color of her cheeks resembled the tender flush of sunset of kutch'. her long tresses were loose weaven into loose braid with pearls and diamonds on it tht sparkled in the sunlight as the thousand of tiny glass prisms and the small bindi tht adorned on her face like a crescent moon bewitched him y do hindu women put this on their forehead he wondered not tht he found it amusing rather it was utterly fascinating to him'kesar looked at her in a complete surrender'he was suppose to be angry but all his anger seems to dispel in the thin air as he glanced at her'..her beauty was driving him to madness her innocent and pristine face tht was as serene as the tranquil nights of desert drew him to her like a whirpool

gulaal caught him gazing at her her breath was frozen her pulse jolt as she could hear the heavy throb of her heartbeat she tried to tear her eyes away but couldn't his gaze was melting her knees'

kesar looked at her and smiled he then pulled his tahitan pearl necklace and hurled at the maidservants and commanded "takhilya aap sab jaa sakti hai aur jaate jaate humare peheredaaro se kehna hume tanha kare"

(leave ! u may go now and ask the guard outside my tent to take a break)

the maidservants smiled secretly and did taslim thrice infront of kesar and left

kesar turned to look at her His gaze was on her scorching her alive'unable to hide his feelings he leaned to her and whispered in her eyes" jab dushman itni haseen ho to dushmani nibhana ka apna hi mazaa hai the smell of rose attar reached his senses and intoxicated him

gulaal was numbstruck her breath was caught in her lungs as he leaned to her''shifting his gaze on her face he touched her cheeks and swirled it down with pads of his fingers and said in husky tone "aapko pata hai kabhi kabhi khoobsurati insaan ki sabse badi dushman hoti hai"

(do u know sometimes beauty itself turns out be its enemy)

his blatant words hurt her pride immediately she pushed his hand away and frowned "dur rahiye humse aur tum humara pass bhi aaye'.".

(stay away dare u come near me)

before she could complete her statement kesar took out his dragger tht was tucked in a sash around his waist and placed around her neck and looking at her passionately he began to walk with the dragger around her neck till she hit against the silk wall of his royal tent...

gulaal was scared she swallowed the huge lump in her throat her body began to tremble in fear she was in panic but how could she forget she was a rajput she wont give up so easily locking her eyes against his piercing gaze she said tum hume yun bhaybheet nahi kar sakte'.hum tumse nahi darte

(u cant scare me I aint afraid of you)

kesar smircked and said "hum bahoot kuch sakte hain shehzaadi phir bhi ek mauka hai aapke pass bhag sakti hai to bhaag jaaiye kyunki iske baad hum aapko bhaagne nahi denge''.."

(don't test my patience I am capable of doing anything to you. If you want to run away, do so now)

he said with a determination''while his dragger was on her gulaal looked back at him in confusion her enemy was giving her a opportunity to escape her mouth parted in wonder she looked at him and was caught in his passionate gaze out of nowhere her heart hammered beneath her bossom her eyes fastened to him his gaze was melting and dissolving her wat has happened to her the whole world seemed to disappear for her and it was only him she wanted to run , but her feet weren't moving either; she felt as if her feet were stuck to the ground, she couldn't move not a single fibre of her being his eyes was like a powerful drug on her senses for him same was the case for him though he never wanted to react in this manner infact his plan was to just scare her and chase her away but Fate had something else for him wht has started out as simply an intention to scare her somehow turned itself around the plan tht he devised for her had actually rebounded on him' he looked into her eyes and he felt capitivated his heart burned with the need to touch her hold her and crush her against his strong chest how could he want a woman like this he wondered unable to resist him He grabbed her in a snap and brushed his lips against her ..the warmth of her lips send a nerve ending sensation to him his senses began to blurred as he caught her in the passionate kiss and began to kiss her roughly forcefully against her will gulaal struggled in his arms she resisted by shaking her head side by side and clamped her mouth shut as he pressed his lips roughly on hers but then slowly she found her herself melting in his passion his breath pierced her defences her entire being was floating on his touch'.struggling enough she close her eyes in helplessness savuoiring the sensation of his lips on hers and she let him touch her and kiss her as the kiss deepened gulaal struggled for her breath she felt dizzy and lightheaded with longing she drew him closer and kissed him back '.. slowly they kissed each other passinatontly the dragger from his hand fell on the ground as he tucked his arm around her waist and pulled her closer and they groped each other fanatically kissed each other madly they moved across the shamiyana they fumbled at the corner of his royal bed'.suddenly kesar;s leg hit the the hit the bed coz of her slight push he trembled and fell on the bed his head hit the headboard of the bed'.he were startled'he looked at her and smircked "sambhal kar shehzaadi"

(easy princess)

gulaal looked at him in disbelied and immediately she snapped into the reality her lips parted in horror for heaven sake wat was she doing ? wat on earth had possessed her? The feeling she had experienced was so frightfully alien to her and how easily she gave in to one who wanted to ruin her'her born nemesis'.he made her feel the way noone else did'she was terrified, frightened out of her senses..cursing herself she turned her face away a tear of guilt aroused in her eyes she was about to walk away but kesar caught her wrist and pulled her back'..gulaal trembled and fell on his chest he grabbed her and tossed around and pinned her on the bed he was still floating in ecstasy

he said whispered in husky tone near her ears"aapne sahi kaha tha shehzaadi aap sach mein humari jaan le lengi"

(u were right princess u will surely kill me"

saying this he ran the kisses on her face and gently trailing on the curves of her neck

but gulaal was alarmed before she lose her senses again her hands reached for a blue porcelain vase filled with daisies and roses present on the sidetable of the bed'.she grabbed the vase and with a speed of lightening she hit the vase on his head the flowers and the water splashed out kesar staggered and fell on the other side of the bed the blow send a sharp pain on his head blurring his vision for a while

gulaal jumped out of the bed she looked around and saw his dragger lying in the floor She grabbed the dagger and held it on his neck threatening to stab him she roared "tumne hume sparsh karne ka dusaahas kaisa kiya hum tumhe jeevat nahi chodenge"

kesar was amused he looked at her and smiled fearlessly,waiting for her next move

for a minute their gaze met into deep passion gulaal was puzzled yes she wanted to stab him and cut into million pieces but dunno wat was stopping her from doing so'. infact her heart refuse to obey her'..her body quivered her hands trembled and she threw dagger aside in frustration she stood up and started walking away with the quick steps

kesar looked at her and smiled "jaan bakshne ka sukriya shehzaadi aapne hume to bacha liya khudse''. par khud ko humse kaise bachaingi?"

(thanks for the mercy u have saved me from urself but how will u save urself from me princess

gulaal turned and frowned "tum hume kabhi nahi paa sakoge"

(you will never win me over)

kesar smircked "Bahoot der ho chuki hai shehzaadi''.jaaiye poori taakat laga dijeye''..kyunki ab aapko pane se hume koi rok sakta'''

(too late princess go and save urself with all ur might but u cant save urself)"

gulaal stared in his eyes his eyes were dark in the passion and determination''..she shuddered looking at his passionate gaze on her''..she moved her face away and ran towards the other end of the tent she teared the silk wall with the dragger and in the moment she darted away with the speed of desertstorm

gulaal was running wildly in the desert she was fanatic the words haunted her Bahoot der ho chuki hai shehzaadi''.jaaiye poori taakat laga dijeye''..kyunki ab aapko pane se hume koi rok sakta'''the tears spilled down her cheeks as the words echoed on her mind aapne hume to bacha liya khudse''. par khud ko humse kaise bachaingi?"

some soldiers in the camp spotted her they shouted "dekho kaidi bhaag raha hai"

prisoner is running away

they grabbed their sword and ran after her but a roar stopped their feets jaane do unhe koi haath nahi laageyega'''kesar came out of the tent

the soldiers looked at him confused they asked" par sultan wooh kaidi"

(sultan tht prisoner)

kesar threw a angry glare at them the soldiers stopped and lower their head

kesar watched her running away and said to himself" wooh kahin nahi bhaag sakti wooh ab humari hai"

(she cant run away as she is mine)

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I Liked It.

haila another OS ...am on cloud 9...🥳happy dancing

Originally posted by: arti07

hello ji i m not back pehle to gives danda to neilu.😡...Neilu u dabloo cant u tell me its ur bday u brute kabhi nahi sudheregi😡 okies bday hai to bday surpise to banata hai boss🥳 😎so here presenting u the most cliche OS of the century 😉 the inspiration is from PIU and Kiranwa's SS Midsummer night Dream (read shamelessly copy)😆 and stupid bluey jo mujhe mytho and historical characters search karwa raha hai

note zaafran stands for saffron or kesar in urdu 😛

Arti 🤗...this is an awesome story...So you will have to continue this...I LOVED kesar here...he wants to get love and acceptance of the people rather than the land...a true ruler...loved the scenes between gulaal n kesar😳...this story is total ARTI style☺️...i liked kesar n kunnu scene too...Now we need you to continue it...so jaldi se update de do...