Jodha sat gloomily in her khema that had been recently put up by
the servants as Jalal announced the night break ... for the journey to Agra was still a long way to go...
She was still in her wedding attire...all glittering beautifully...
but her expressions were that of a lifeless soul...
She would never forget this day in her life...She was married this day to a man
whom she hated to the core... who was the greatest enemy to her entire clan... the man who had killed her fiance... and had conquered her Amer through deceit and ruthless power...
She was married to
the mughal emperor Jalaluddin Mohammad...
...There was nothing she could do about it...She herself had to consent for this marriage... for the sake of her father's izzat and for the safety of her janmbhumi...her Amer... for the future of her sisters and all daughters of Amer...coz that was the cruel offer
made by Jalal...
In the midst of her tears and flashbacks of the marriage proceedings...
Jodha didn't knew when she fell asleep...
[OUTSIDE]
Jalal was enjoying the jashn of his new victory...as he drank his liquor...
he had flashbacks of the gangaur festival... where for the first time he had caught a glimpse of the beautiful princess of Amer... Jodha...her sharp features...her doe like eyes...her innocence...her smile...
oh! What a beauty she was...anyone could die for it...AND now... She was Jalal's begum now... she was his... The fact that she hated him so much added five stars to his victory...
...with one last shot of his drink...he gave an evil smirk...and set off towards Jodha's khema...
Jalal - Badi ammi...Jodha ko ye paigam bhijwaiye...ki aaj raat hum unke kheme me bitaenge...
Mahamanga - Maaf kijiyega Jalal...par Jodha Begum to so chuki hain...
Jalal - Koi aat nahi badi ammi...hum phir bhi jaenge...
(Jalal moves towards Jodha's chamber...)
As he violently moves aside the curtains...he sees Jodha sleeping on the bed...
she was still in her wedding dress...she still had all her jewellery on... the numerous necklaces she wore had left marks on her delicate skin... her gold bangles engraving their design on her wrists...her cheeks bore the marks of
dried tears...
...Jalal was drunk...as he moved forward...his hand struck a vase kept nearby and
he immediately
threw it to ground...Jodha got up in fear... startled by the sudden sound and movement...As her eyes met Jalal's...
she sensed his not so good intentions by the evil look on his face...
She immediately drew forward her ghunghat as Jalal moved forward...before she
could alert herself... Jalal grabbed hold of her hand and pulled off the ghunghat rashly...pulled her close...
Jodha-(in an anxious tone...)
Ye...Ye aap kya kar rahe hain shahenshah...hamara hath chhodiye...
Jalal - (firming his hold on her hand...he reached for her waist with his other hand...)
Hum shauhar hai aapke...
poora hak hai hamara aap par...(giving an evil smirk...)
Jodha - (in a pleading tone...while trying to free herself...) bhagwan ke liye
hame chhod dijiye...aap ye thik nahi kar rahe hain shahenshah...
Jalal - Aisey kaise jaane de aapko...aap hamari fateh ki nishani hain...
(he closes in on her...their faces mere inches apart...just as he tries to kiss her...
jodha pushes him with all her force...this angers Jalal
even more and he pulls her again as she tries to run...and corners her against a pillar...
holding both her wrists tightly...breaking her glass bangles in the process... As Jodha struggles to set herself free...the broken glass pieces cut into her skin... making her hands bleed...Jalal moved closer and closer...having tried her best
to from her wounded hands to free herself...when she didn't find any escapade... she painfully closed her eyes and desperately moved her face sideways... ...just as she felt Jalal's lips approaching hers...
(Precap:- Jodha turns to leave but her leg slips on the little pool of
water formed by the water dripping from her own drenched form...)
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