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arey tu to rone lagi...nahi chedenge kesar ko kush ho jaa.. LOL

vo kya hai na in my mind talsagra is this small village..so when u said prince of talsagra ..i could not control myself

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arey tu to rone lagi...nahi chedenge kesar ko kush ho jaa.. LOL

vo kya hai na in my mind talsagra is this small village..so when u said prince of talsagra ..i could not control myself

main kuch nahi janti..i want a jhappi warna

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smilie_girl_110.gif mummyyy



arey tu to rone lagi...nahi chedenge kesar ko kush ho jaa.. LOL

vo kya hai na in my mind talsagra is this small village..so when u said prince of talsagra ..i could not control myself

main kuch nahi janti..i want a jhappi warna


bring me kesar then i will give u jhappi LOL

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Hola guys!! So here we are with the first updateBig smile
We are so so nervousEmbarrassed
but first of all PRESENTING TO YOU THE JADUGARNI KA VM...YES!! ANOTHER VERSION BY NONE OTHER THAN THE OFFICIAL JADUGARNI...Geeshuuu


Hope you all like it



DHAN TA NA !!Muahhh Geeshu for this MAGICAL VM










The Phalgun brought with it the colours of the sun. The sleepy winters had broken to the spring bringing forth with it the warmth of the sun and the freshness of the flowers. The dusk had mitigated and the sun sank beneath the horizon slowly diminishing in the sand bed. The temple bells ceaselessly tinkled, the first pale stars chuckled out in the night sky littering the heavens with its magnificent hues. He slipped his feet inside the golden embroidered mojri, the delicate strings of golden thread weaved with hanging pearls tinkled and bounced as his feet tapped on the slippery and cool marble floor. It's been five years, five long years since he had seen her. He knew she was his destiny and she was his. A huge smile of glory and victory ran across his face as he carefully glanced at his reflection adorning the long corridor, as he walked towards his room. The place lights were swung and the last count of the hour was accompanied by the playing of drums and cymbals cheering his glory. For five years, he had dreamt about this. For five long years, her face had never left her, for five long years, he tossed and turned relentlessly every night tormented by her thought. For five long years, her smile had not left him. But now the wait was over. He rubbed his palms anxiously his feet tapping through the hallway. The pearl strings were hanging jauntily from his neck and   his Sword swayed in his hand and the huge jewel in his bright red turban was shining brightly. His heart hammering beneath his bosom as every step he took increased his anxiety to see her and hold her in his arms. A delectable shot of enthusiasm ran through his veins and his confused yet firm resolute steps led him to the huge door, intricately carved and painted in hues of gold with ruby embellishments. It seemed to him, as if he had been walking through centuries. It's been ages he had seen her but he could sense the sae thrill in his body remembering her smile that could have captured the hearts of even the most barbaric souls, he was still Kesaraditya'

The door slammed opened with a bang, so did his heart missed a beat. Sweaty beads threaded on his forehead. Who knew the Prince of Talsagra, the heir to the throne, the valiant soul, the one whose sword could slay the mightiest and still not waver, would flutter and flip at the thought of going to his room. He peeped inside, his eyes obliquely set, his face widening an inch with a smile and his bewitching eyes enthralled by the ambience of the place. Everything was just as he had imagined. His huge room lit up with the candles and earthen lamps, the haze of the sandalwood incense sticks filled his heart with amorous fancies rekindling in hi the same spark as it was five years ago, when he had first laid his eyes upon her. The flower linings hanging like canopy over his round bed spread with rich silks from Persia swayed and sashayed with the tiny gust s of wind entering through a jharonkha. His heart felt a loud thud...There she sat,there she sat right there in front of his eyes,the one who tormented her since last five years.The one who had left him with a sting and had withdrawn herself from him. The beautiful bride in red, covered in veil sitting amidst the rich backdrop of his gorgeously decorated wedding bed. Seconds maybe minutes passed in STUPOR, Was this for Real? He pinched himself hard, trying to regain his consciousness which seemed entrapped in the figure that sat in front of him, her knees curled up near her bosom hugged by her hands which conjoined together, fingers entwined. The wind was blowing in fitful gentle puffs carrying with it the fragrance of the damp khus curtains on the window. She sensed his eyes upon her causing her to stiffen a bit as she pulled her knees even more closer to herself, her glittering red bangles tinkling at her gesture. He suddenly became dry mouthed, clueless at what need to be said or done at that moment. Though the weather was awesomely pleasant with the winds blowing and dashing across his bosom, yet his forehead was adorned by tiny sweat beads .He was very nervous and afraid. Moonlight  basked the already dimly lit room, adding a silvery sheen to the olive green silken bed  sheets which creased and crumbled due to the constant curling of her toes as she nervously sat on his the bed waiting for him. His aimless eyes glanced upon the warm glass of milk kept on a side table and his nervousness compounded manifold. He was in terrible dilemma. He was breathing heavily as the time ticked on. With each tick his impulsive heartbeat fastened its pace, as he removed his mojris and walked towards her, his feet fell on the fluffy, golden Persian rug beneath which tickled him in the best possible way. PERFECT!! He sighed this was what he had imagined every day. But now when she was here sitting adorned with heavy bridal jewellery...Jadau necklace,beautiful bangles,Tiny anklets, mangtika, Huge nose ring, beautiful jhumkas, peeping through her semi-transparent sequined veil his  big bright eyes fluttered more and more in nervousness than confidence .He watched her stiffen some more as he walked towards her,his eyes glued to her petite form.She was a slender woman when he had left her ,but now her curves fuller and more alluring dimpled her translucent gold embellished red veil. His heartbeats quickened as he was mesmerized by the very essence of her. . He soon realized the distance between them was diminishing. It was then he recognizes that it was he that was walking towards her. His feet stopped him all of two arm lengths away. He could now see her in her full splendour.

As if orchestrated, he took the remaining step forward when suddenly, he found the earth beneath him shattering to pieces and even before he could realise he had hit the ground toppling over a huge gold plated brass flower vase which rolled along with him causing the huge palatial room echo with a smothered bass. He was horrified and flabbergasted. His ears heard a   rustling, followed by the tinkling of anklets, and before he knew a touch so deep and thrilling overwhelmed him. Her fingertips were cool on his warm flushing tanned skin and there he saw her standing near him and holding his head. Blood in his vein congealed and a shot of excitement ran through his mind as he stared her slender fingers adorned with threads of pearls extending her hands towards him.

A deep sense of happiness carried him away and he flustered and touched her palms, fingers interlocked and suddenly in quest to get up holding her hand he slipped again this time falling flat on the ground.


"Hahaha", Peals and Peals of her crystalline laughter echoed in the silence of the night and Kesaraditya just wobbled in excitement. The voice of her laughter brought him back from his short spell and he stared at her annoyed, His beautiful wife laughing away in full glory looking at his miserable plight.

Embarrassed he got up brushing off his clothes and stared at her deep and hard. Her giggle was unstoppable, laughing her guts, she took him back in time'Her giggle was just the same as he had first met her five years ago, The same shrill, the same pitch and the same wobbling laughing her heart out.

She placed her hand on her mouth and giggled again.

That was it...He could not take it any longer and her continuous giggle annoyed him to the core'A wife needed to respect her husband and that too a prince.Anger overpowered him and he grabbed her shoulders digging his fingers deep into her poercelain skin of the arms taking her by shock and shaing her violently,"Ismein itna hansne ki kya baat hai hmmm'"

Pulling her closer, he squeezed her arm, making her shriek in pain. Suddenly a gust of wind blew hard and her veil got off from her face forcibly and the fragrance laden wind, just extinguished all the candles in the room leaving both of them plunged into darkness. The silence in the room was scary and before he could react, the gap between their bodies were sealed as she just snaked her arms around him and clutched him hard and hugging him with all her might. A sudden light flashed in front of his eyes and everything just went blank for him. His heartbeat stopped and he almost froze with a sudden wave of need. She was there in his arms, His beautiful bride, shivering in nervousness scared of the dark, holding in her slender fingers the collar of his sherwani crumpled in her grip. He felt giddy headed as his hands embraced her unconsciously and then years of loneliness, the years of yearning and the years of wait all ceased to exist that very moment. His hands crawled up her back, making her shiver and then traced its way in the lengths of her hair which were kissing his palms. A sudden realization dawned upon her and she parted from him with a jolt. He could see her eyes and lips as the prodigal moonlight streamed through the window. He knew not what trapped him but suddenly he held her shoulders again. He watched her eyes dance and twinkle and he deciphered a long story that needn't a single spoken word. Staring deep into her eyes, he almost lost count of time. The wind tossed the limp curls around her face which shined in the impudent moonlight .Kesar was STUNNED, MESMERIZED AND DAZED. Hair the deep shade of auburn, like the purple grapes viewed at midnight, eyes like the fire of diamonds and plump lips like the winter cherry. Kesar stood there his eyes left wide open without even blinking his eyelids .She looked back at him .His eyes speaking about his desires. She lowered her eyes embarrassed; the sudden found shyness sent him into throes of ecstasy. He held her chin and made her look at him. Her eyelids still lowered. He could now feel her exotic fragrance. It was the same, yes the same, like the juhi flowers blooming at midnight.That lingering fragrance was the same when he had met five years ago and had lingered in his mind since years. He held her close, moved his face closer to her and she suddenly placed her hands on his bosom,"Ji wo dudh...pehle'",her tinkling voice reached his ears making him smirk.He could not rest any longer.Her sweet breath fanned his face as she spoke evking in him urges beyond his comprehension. Without wasting a second, he lifted her in his arms glancing at her petite frame scooped in his strong muscular arms. A grin spread across his face as she saw her face blush with flattery and aspiration. With a few steps he walked towards the bed when suddenly he felt as if he could not lift her weight and fell down with a huge crash. .His chin was lying flat 'and everything went blank'..


He opened his eyes with a jolt. The room was not where he was standing; it was not dark but brightly lit with the glass chandeliers hanging from the gold painted ceilings. His body broke in a cold clammy sweat realising where he was. Sitting on the mattress on the floor adorned with silk robes and cushions, he was there right there in a huge hall, where he had fallen asleep. A deep sense of guilt dawned upon him. HE HAD BEEN DREAMING DOZING RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS COURTROOM, TIRED OF ALL THE CEREMONIES THAT TOOK PLACE SINCE THE WHOLE DAY. He wiped the sweat from his face with the red silk cloth and heaved a huge sigh of relief that no one really noticed what he did. The lights had been swung and the gusts around sipped alcohol from the intricately etched silver chalices. His glass was right there is front of him; he had not even taken a sip. The huge velvet fans swayed by his side by the servants wafted the silk curtains beside him touching his shoulders. The hem of her dress rolled in a conical flare and her ghungroo laden feet seduced the hearts of the gathering, as it thumped and played with the floor. She swayed around to the tunes of the sarangi and the flute while the royal artist sang the finest thumri
Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 
Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Youn hi pehlu mein baithe raho 

Youn hi pehlu mein baithe raho 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Haaye mar jaayenge hum to loot jaayenge 

Aisi baatein kiya na karo 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

The fine hands of the courtesan rolled around and her brows arched sending everyone in wonders as they sipped the alcohol, but Kesar looked disinterested. The whole gathering, the celebration for the homecoming of his bride after 5 long years did not interest him anymore. The whole scenario just tested his patience. His eyes moved around looking at his father-the King Someshawarditya who sat on the glittering throne and beside him was his tauji Gigeshwaraditya .The richly orated golden curtains swayed back and forth with the breeze. Everyone's temperament seemed to be high strung except him who was restless now.
Tum hi socho zara kyun na roke tumhe 
Jaan jaati hai jab uth ke jaate ho tum 

Jaan jaati hai jab uth ke jaate ho tum 

Tumko apni kasam jaan-e-jaan 

Baat itni meri maan lo 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Haaye mar jaayenge hum to loot jaayenge 

Aisi baatein kiya na karo 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

The glass chandeliers were brightly lit up with candles and faraway behind the transparent curtains sat amidst the bunch of ladies veiled was his life,the one who tormented him in his dreams every now and then. She sat there surrounded by his choti Ma  and his cousin Devika who giggled and whispered occasionally in her ears which made her stiffen again. She sat there just as he had seen her in his dream ,Princess Nirja ,curled up like a ball  ,frozen like a statue. Kesar peeped hard trying to catch a glimpse of her .His eyes all over her frame. The gust of wind made the silk tissue golden curtain sway and all that his eyeballs could grab were her slender fingers entwined with each other and the slender stands of pearls which adorned them. Equally bright were her glistening tiny feet adorned with Alta which nervously moved .His heart flipped as he saw her stiffen a bit sensing his eyes upon her'..A smirk again ran across his face which lit up.

Kitna masoom rangeen hain yeh sama 
Husn aur ishq ki aaj meraaj hai 

Husn aur ishq ki aaj meraaj hai 

Kal ki kisko khabar jaan-e-jaan 

Rok lo aaj ki raat ko 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Youn hi pehlu mein baithe raho 

Youn hi pehlu mein baithe raho 

He stared at her deep and hard but she turned her face away fuelling his already simmering anxiety and anger. He gritted his teeth in frustration. The whole day had been eventful tiring and exhausting him and his ecstasy of his dream of leaving him unsatisfied made him boil with anger.
Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 
Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Haaye mar jaayenge hum to loot jaayenge 

Aisi baatein kiya na karo 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

Aaj jaane ki zid na karo 

The courtroom echoed with cheers and claps. The courtesan moved around and suddenly the hem of her dress slapped his cheeks. He reached the barometer of his patience and anxiety and harshly grabbed the dupatta startling everyone and he roared loudly, "Band karo yeh sab tamasha ab bahut ho gaya. Hum bahut jyada thak gaye hain'.",

The music came to halt and everyone looked shocked ,including the bride who sat there frozen. Stomping his feet in anger, the prince walked away and the rest giggled and whispered in hushed tones'

"Aaaj ki sabha yehin samapta hoti hai'.aap sabhi se anurodh hai ki bhojan kar vishram karein'.",King Someshwaraditya announced trying to ease the situation .Devika pressed her shoulders gently and giggling whispered in her ears, "Lagta hai Bhabhi..Kesarbha se sabra nahi ho raha hai'.".The words of Devika sunk inside the bride's ears and she froze again with fear.

Someshwaraditya looked here and there and asked his brother, Ye Raj Kumar Dushyant kahan hai'.?"


Strong winds blowing around the palace were mixed with the tapping of a horse running and coming towards the palace. A silhouette of a strong man riding the horse was seen. His royal clothes, the sword tied around his waist, and the turban he wore were representing his importance in the royal family. The rider was now close to the main gates of the palace, as soon as his horse reached the gates, guards rushed towards him to open the gates. He gave then an angry glare n the men bowed their heads down. The horse entered the palace and reached inside. He jumps off from the horse and lands his feet on the red carpet, few other palace guards rushed forward to bow down before him and to take the reins from his hand, his hairs flowing due to the effect of wind blowing around and eyes red from anger and hatred.

Guard: "Rajkumaar Dushyant, mehel men raja sahib aur sab aap ki prateeksha kar rahay hen, jashan samapt ho chukka hai"

Dushyant looked at him with a condescending look: "Toh main kya karun" n he pushes the guard away n walks inside the palace with anger and hatred in his eyes.


"Ruk jayiye rajkumaar dushyant !!"

A voice stopped him from stepping forward towards his own room. He knew to whom this voice belonged to. He turned around being least concerned but he had to, as the person standing in front of him was the Maharaja of Talsaagra, Someshwar Aditya.

Dushyant: "Maharaaj"

Maharaaj: "Kahan thay aap rajkumaar dushyant? Kya aap bhool chukay hen ke aaj is mehel men kya avsar hai? Aap k bhai ki zindagi ke is ahem avsar per aap ka na hona'.. hamen bohot kasht hua hai yeh daikh kar"

Dushyant: "Maharaaj, riyasat k kaam k liye hamen zaroori jana pada, hum shama chahte hen"

Someshwar: "Aap rajkumaar kesar k baday bhai hen dushyant, riyasati kaamon men aap ki ruchi kitni hai woh hum achi tarah jantay hen, ab toh ap ko apni zimedariyon ko samajh jana chahiye, hum aasha karte hen k aap is baat ka khayal rakhen ge"

Dushyant: "Maharaaj, hamari ruchi pe nazar rakhne se acha hai ke aap rajkumaar' balkay yeh kehna zyada sahi hoga k hamaray rajya ke honay waale maharaaj kesar aditya ki shiksha pe dhayan den, hum se jo hoga who hum apnay bhai ko tayar karne k liye karen ge lekin jo kuch unho ne pichlay 5 saalon men gurukul men sikha, us ko azmanay ka samay agaya hai"

Someshwar: "Hamen kesar aditya pe poora bharosa hai rajkumaar dushyant lekin yeh aap bhi achi tarah jantay hen aur hum bhi ke kis ko shiksha ki zyada zaroorat hai" with that Maharaaj Someshwar turned around n left the palace's corridor leaving behind dushyant sulking and banging his fist on the nearby wall.

Dushyant: "Hamari shiksha kaisi hai aur kya hai, yeh toh aap ko jald hi pata chal jayega maharaaj, aap ka singhasan, app ka taaj, aur app ka yeh raajya, bohot jald hamari muthi men hoga" an evil smile crept on his lips with determination in his eyes, "Hamari shiksha azmanay ka samay bhi toh ab aa chukka hai, bohot jald hamaray mathay pe vijayta ka taaj sajay ga aur ap k seenay pe haar ki chaap hogi hahaha"

 With this he stormed towards his own room n opened the door n closed it with a loud bang. Twinkling of payals echoing in his ears and an image of a beautiful girl capturing his mind, he threw away the vase at the wall which was placed on the table near him. Anger capturing his mind and the pain of defeat visible in his eyes. He went towards the cupboard n took out a glass n a bottle of alcohol, n quickly filled the glass up to the brim n drank it quickly, then second and then went for the third glass n quickly gulped it down, he was feeling still very parched, his anger grew some more while having a hazy vision of a girl surrendering herself in the arms of a man. He yelled loudly n with a loud bang threw the bottle n glass on the floor. Small pieces of glass were scattered around the room and he looked at them like they were the pieces of someone's life destroyed by him

 "Hum kabhi haartay nahi kesar, kabhi nahi !! Aj ka din khushi manao, jashan manao, kyun ke yeh jashan yeh khushiyan bas kuch hi samay tak hen tumharay paas'. Bohot jald hum tumhen tumhara asli isthaan dikhayen ge, phir vijaye hum honge kesar, hum, sab kuch hamaray paas hoga aur tum'.. kuch nahi bachega tumharay paas'. Apnay har tiraskaar ka badla lenge hum, har aik apmaan  ka !!!"


The heated sand dunes from the faraway deserts had cooled down due to the stillness that night brought with it.But someone burned with anxiety. His senses seemed to be restless and set on fire. The cold soothing winds and the serene rays of the faint moonlight did little to his respite. Kesar paced to and fro in the balcony near the fountains. The soft gentle breeze wafted his hair over his broad shoulders as he leaned on the fine jaalidar wooden railings sometimes looking down at the gorgeous stretch of gardens beneath alternated with fountains whose fine mist glistened in the silvery sheen of the moonlight and sometimes towards the moon which stole his peace of mind. Why was he angry? He did not know why he was restless? Was it her indifference or was it his  apprehensions. There were talks in hushed tones all over the palace which never failed to reach his ears. The prince was younger than his bride!!The princess was the most beautiful one ever heard off'!! All these words which he heard almost every day compounded his anxiety manifold. What if she does not find him good enough? What if she does not recognize him? After all he was teen when he had left her but now he was a man ,strong enough to carry her in his arms? What if she finds him rough ?He was a tender prince years ago. What if she is repulsed by   his now  tanned skin? What if her tender  skin gets pricked  by his coarse hands? He rubbed the bridge of his of his nose in anxiety and unbuttoned his collar trying to breathe. The last day had been a roller coaster ride for him. Ever since the announcement by the royal priest about the shubh muhurat for the arrival of his bride for five years, He had been dolling between anxiety, nervousness and excitement. And yesterday was the climax to his peaking exuberance. He had set out to her land, to get her back, to claim what was rightfully his. He still remembered how the whole place including the dadi,mami,chachi and her salis had surrounded him, how the entire clan was at his service feeding him with the finest of exquisite dishes including undhiyun which were his favourite. He still remembered everyone showering love for him except that what he never got to see what his eyes had yearned for ?Where was she ,he had wondered the whole day while eating the handmade laddooss while his Mother-in law fanned him. He wanted to stomp his feet in anger. Wasn't it his wife's duty to fan him while he ate? He remembered how his mother used to sit and feed Maharaja with her own hands fanning him all the while. Why the hell only he had been deprived of the privilege ,he was unable to fathom. Night had come ,but still no sign of her. He had restlessly paced to and fro in an alien room waiting to at least catch a glimpse of her but in vain as his dear MIL had come announcing that Gulaal slept early .He wanted to scream out loud. Wasn't it his wife's duty to lull him to sleep. How could the stone heart sleep without him. He had only smiled breathing a huge sigh slyly thinking that he had the whole life to come and many more nights.Ahh!! Gulaal what a beautiful name it was!!Princess Nirja for the whole world and Gulaal for her family and now for him. A sudden swell of pride filled his chest.Ahh!! He was her everything now ,her life and her family.

FLASHBACK

The 5 year old Kesarditya looked with beady eyes sitting on the lap of his mother watching his much elder 20 year old cousin Dushyant taking pheras around the holy wedding pyre with the beautiful 14 year old Anshumali,the princess of Kathiyawad.He asked curiously sucking his thumb holding on to her mother's pallu

KESARDAITYA:Ma..Ye kya ho raha hai

Rani Paan :Beta ye Vivha ho raha hai..apke bhai aur bhabhi ka..

KESARDAITYA: ye vivah kya hota hai Ma'

Rani Paan :beta Vivah wo hota hai jismein pati apni patni ko saat vachan deta hai

KESARDAITYA:Ye saat vachan kya hotein hain

Rani Paan : Hahaha Abhi aap chote hai na..Jab bade ho jayenge..tab samjha jayenge jab apka vivah hoga

KESARDAITYA: Mera bhi Vivah hoga

Rani Paan : haan aur jaise apki bhabhi apke Bhaiji k saath ab sari zindagi rahengi..unhi k saath unhi k kaksha main

KESARDAITYA: nahiii hum apne kaksha main kisi ko nahi rehne denge kabhi nahi'

Litte Kesar made a sallow face.

Rani Paan : Rajkuar 'Aw Beta aise nahi kehte..Pati apni patni k saath hi rehte hai humesha ..warana chudail uski naak kaat leti hai..

"sachi",He squeezed his eyes

"Haan'",She caressed his dimpled cheeks

"nahi nahi..Mujhe apni naak nahi katwani'hum apni patni k saath humesha rahenge par meri patni kaun hai ",He hugged his mother innocently

A huge smile and tug in his heart melted him as his eyes misted with tears in remembrance of his mother. He touched his nose and giggled, "Maa hum apni naak nahi katne denge '"

A melancholy gripped his heart ,how he so wished his mother could come back from the heavens above to answer all his queries but sadly he was nowhere near her. His choti Ma Jamuna had kept him warm all his life near her bosom ,and his Bhabhi Anshumali was always his playmate and confidante but today he missed his mother.

He suddenly recalled something and took out a red sequined wallet from the pocket of his sherwani. Pulling back the strings ,he held it in between his fingers, the slender stained tiny glass bottle of the exotic perfume which he had specially brought for his wife .He still remembered when he had seen her for the first time. She smelled like the fresh Juhi flowers ,sometimes during his lonely years that fragrance used to still linger in his mind. He recalled how he had held his hand close to his face after their wedding ,as it was for the first time ,he had touched her hand during the kanyadaan .It was cold yet with a feeling which made him transcend new realms of ecstasy. He looked at perfume which his Arab friend called attar and smiled imagining what will be her reaction on seeing this. Will she allow his fingers to dab on a little streak behind her ears. A rush of adrenaline made him quiver in excitement. As if she needed any of this .She was fragrant and he knew that.

But suddenly his face turned into a frown remembering how she had openly snubbed him early morning. With bated breath he had waited for her near the doli.She had walked out covered in a veil. He had extended his hands to help her climb the doli placed on a camel back but she had walked past him ,without even looking at his hand which he had extended with much anticipation .Anger and humiliation just emerged on his face again and he was about to throw the bottle away ,when suddenly a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"Maharaj",He turned around .

"Maharaja nahi  Pitaji 'aaj ek pita apne putra k samne khada hai'",He ruffled his hair

"Parantu Pitaji",his voice choked with the love he offered.It was new to him .It was ages that his father had talked to him like this.

"Main janta hun putra apke man mein ashankayein hain parantu. Putra aaj aap apna naya jivan shuru karne walein hain'.AAj tak aap ek Rajkumar the..parantu aaj k baad aap ek pati bhi honge..Hum jante hain kin paristhitiyon mein apka Vivah hua tha. Parantu Rajkumari apne naye jivan mein sirf apke bahrose pe ayi hain'.Unke liye yeh asan nahi hoga parantu..apko unke man ko samajhna hoga..unke sukh dukh ko apnana hoga aur itna hai nahi..unki har icha ka samman karna hoga 'Yaad rakhiye Patni apne aap ko tabhi kisi anjaan vyakti ko samarpit kar sakti hai jab unhe apne pati ka sneha aur samman Miley '.Ye apka kartavya hain'Hain na'.",He held his shoulders.

"Ji Pitaji'Hum unki har icha ka samman karenge'.",he tried regaining his lost confidence and his father embraced him .

From far way corner ,she peeped eavesdropping the whole conversation .An evil grin spread across her face.

"Samarpan..Hmm'.Devarji'.humari icha  ko kab samjhenge aap'hahaha",She giggled in her husky tone and laced the warm milk in her hands with a fine powder and stirred it with a silver spoon , Samarpan ki bela ki badhai ho Devarji'",She walked away covering her face with a veil with muffled footsteps.


The royal prince room was bustling with activity as the ladies giggled and teased her. Gulaal glanced at her reflection in the mirror as her SISTER 'IN LAW Devika along with the other friends dressed her up.Mantika,bangles ,bindi, everything was replaced and placed afresh .Someone fumigated her long tresses with the fragrance of Juhi and Mogra,while someone giggled.

"Hai Bhabhi. Aaj to Kesarbha apko dekhkar kahin palkein jhapkana hi bhul na jaye'",She placed a kajal ka teeka near her ears ,"Par haan Bhabhi'Kesarbha dikhte thode sakht hain par dil unka bikul mom jaise hai'.Unhe apne vash mein karna bahut hi asan hai'.",She giggled.Gulaal gulped a huge lump in her throat s she clutched her manga sutra in her hand ,her eyes blankly staring and her mind completely incoherent with the proceedings.

"Hahaha Asan kahan'",Anshumali walked inside the room with the glass of milk in her hands.

She came close to Gulaal and speculated her from tip to toe. Holding her chin ,she whispered near her ears, "sunder to aap bahut hi ho'Lekin Devarji ufff'Unki zaruraton ka khayal humare siwa aur kaun rakh sakta hai'aaj tak hum hi kahan unhe vash mein kar paye hain'",She giggled making Gulaal confused.

Devika gave a sly smile,  "Kya Badi Bhabhi'ab apke din gaye. KesarBha ab to sirf apni patni k isharon pe nachenge'"

Anshumali's face reddened with humiliation, she bit her bottom lips chewing away the urge to give it back to her but she smiled and said placing the glass of milk near the bed, "Devarji ko vash mein karne ka mantra phunk diya hay humne ismein..",Her eyes turned signalling towards the milk, "Kaksha mein ate hi pila dijiyega'."

Everyone giggled and Anshumali announced, "Chalo chalo Ab devarji ko yahan bhejo'.sari raat baton mein hi katni hai kya'",She straightened the juhi linings near the bed and made Gulaal sit on the bed, "Akhir inhe ekanta bhi to chahiye. Suhag raat jo hai'.",Her words stabbed Gulaal's heart as she looked around the room coming out of her trance choking with fear and abhorrence.


He drank another Chalice, gulping down the bitter liquid in a go and threw the glass bottle in anger again. The whole room had turned upside down.Dushyant's nostrils flared with anger and his eyes burned with absolute rage. He walked towards the cupboard to find another bottle when his feet pierced the fine glass piece hurting him badly and the blood from his frozen veins spurted out making him yelp in pain. He kicked the vase near him in anger when she walked in, "Tch tch tch'",Her demeaning voice and her condescending look piercing him, "Phool to aap humse sunder is angan mein le hi aye..par khed hai ki use apne kaksha mein saja na sake '.",She giggled with her evil tone.

"Anshumalii",his voice roared in anger as she held his hand and made him sit on the bed removing his mojri and wiping away the blood with her silken pallu and continued ,"Aur pool bhi aisa jiski khushboo koi aur lega 'aur aap yahan kanton par bekar mein hi chal rahe hain'"

"Anshumali'",He screamed clutching her neck and shoving her to the wall, his grip tightened around her neck, " Lagta hai aap apana sthana bhul gayi'."

"HAHA",she grinned looking straight into his eyes, "Sthana. Tch etch etch'Humana sthana to apke charno mein humesha se hi tha Rajaji ..par apki chahat..haan apki chahat ka sthana kahin aur hai'Aap hi k  chote bhai ki  bahon mein'.",She squeezed her eyes.

"Anshumali'",He gritted his teeth as she continued, "Aur Uske honth  devarji k honthon par'.aur'."

Dushyant could not take it anymore and slapped her right across her face. She fell on the ground with a loud thud and burst into a cynical laughter, "Aur devarji k hath'unki gesuyon ki ghani chaon mein'"

Bas Kijiye Anshumali. Maine kaha bas'",He grabbed her shoulders clutching her .

She laughed hard and gave him a menacing look, "Apke armanon ki chita jalne ki raat hai aaj'.",She grinned like a maniac.

Dushyant grew cold feet as his grip loosened on her shoulders. His mouth parted in horror and his body burned with rage as he took a few steps backwards .

"Kya hua..Rajaji'Kyun chhod diya humein'Krodha mein hi sahi, isi bahane aap humein chuenge to sahi'.Humein bhi sukh bhogne ka avasar mil hi jata pal bhar k liye hi sahi'"

Dushyant gritted his teeth in anger and threw her on the bed and smashed his lips against hers. Anshumali quivered in excitement snaking her arms around his neck.

He suddenly parted from her and had an evil grin on his face, "Wo kya hai na'App mein wo baat hai hi nahi'jise dekhkar humein apko chune ka man karein'.",Shaking her badly he walked out in anger leaving Anshumali humiliated with tears trickling down her cheeks as she wept bitterly trying to tame her throbbing desires.


Devika had left him right there, in front of the huge intricately carved door which led to his room. Kesar panted trying to catch his rapid breath as his skin broke in a cold clammy sweat. His head was throbbing in nervousness, his heart thumping in excitement and his eyes anxious. He hesitantly extended his hands to open the door, he could swear that his heart could have jumped out of his mouth anytime. The door opened with a bang and the scene was so unlike his dreams, the candles were extinguished and the room was dark and dreary. His heart seemed refusing to believe what he saw'His footsteps grew anxious as the distance between his bed and him was reducing. The beautiful juhi linings had been torn off and scattered were the flowers all over the floor. The moonlight streaming through the room dimly illuminating it.Kesar was shocked. He could see her nowhere, his feet suddenly became numb as it touched a cold metal'he leaned to pick it up and was horrified to see her anklet which was the first one to many. He felt as if someone had dropped a bombshell on him. This was HORRIFIC !!Something which he had never imagined in his worst nightmares. Horror paralysed his limbs and his mouth left wide open in shock. He glanced sideways collecting all the scattered pieces of jewellery and finally he saw her there sitting with her head buried between her knees near the window, her hair opened and her eyelids closed. Her chunar lying far away on the floor. His face turned pale as if he had seen a ghost. He was horrified and he ran towards her, "Rajkumari ",he touched her shoulders but to his utter shock and horror ,she fell flat landing on his arms, lifeless ,froth tricking from the corners of her lips and the tiny poison bottle rolled on the floor from her grip leaving him rooted to the spot. He looked at his hands which were now smeared with blood ,Her tiny slender wrists had been slashed ,and she lied in a pool of blood. Kesar shivered in horror as he stared at her unable to grasp what happened. She was the same when he had seen her five years ago ,but her body was frozen cold, her lips were the same but were blue and dry, her skin was the same but pale as if someone had sucked the life from her and she did have a fragrance ,but the stench of the blood musty and rusted was all that could linger in his mind..

A cry escaped his lips as tears of horror and pain emerged from his eyes as he anxiously patted her cheeks ,"Gulaal'.",He rented the silence of the room with his pitiful cry as he hugged her close to his bosom. It seemed to rise from the depths of earth as she lied in his arms, drenched in a pool of blood, lifeless and cold .He grinned; his bloodshot eyes lit up with a savage satisfaction as Dushyant peeped through the door rejoicing in extreme happiness.

Kesar cried loudly with all his might tugging her close to his heart .The wind blew harder now in fitful virulent puffs .The pages of her diary fluttered with a gust lying in a remote corner .

Chronicle of a warrior Princess'

For five years. Five long years. I had not seen him.Every vat savitri,I prayed for his long life .But what an irony it was?I prayed for the long life of a man whom I wished dead everyday.But now the time has come.The wait is over ..I wuld rather embrace death than surrender myself in the arms of a man who was my father's murderer.;





"in another part of the palace, a game of destiny was played.A dim moon light was coming inside from the window, fierce winds were blowing outside. Here dushyant was sitting with his game board in front of him, playing with the pair of dice in his hand, his head hung down, the dice were rolled in his hands for the umpteenth time n finally he looked up in the darkness of the room which was dimly lighted with the moon light only, the determined n fierce look in his eyes while an evil smile was playing on his lips. He looked down at the game n while smiling, threw the dices on it. The dice rolled n his eyes were placed on them like they r going to change the world today, it was like the dice vl tell him the future now. Finally the dices stopped and the smile on his face grew wider. He had won the game'.. the game which he was playing alone.

Dushyant: "Sitaron ki chaal badal bhi jaati hai, zindagi bhi toh aik khel hi hai, khel'. Shay aur maat ka'. Aaj k vijayta tum huay lekin kal'. Hahaha'. Hamari chaal abhi baqi hai kesar'. Aur zindagi ke is khel men maat tumhari hi hogi"

 



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