Ladki Badi Anjaani Hai - Patta SS - UPDATED | Bharat Ka Veer Putra -Maharana Pratap

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Posted: 9 years ago

Hi all MP-ians, I've been sooo impressed with the FFs/OSs/SSs on this forum, that I couldn't stop myself from trying my hand at one...

Have really started liking Rushiraj's work as Patta, so decided to write an SS on Patta and an imaginary character, Heer, who happens to be very close to Ajabdeh. This is Part 1.

Have never written fiction ever in my life, so am really sorry if it ends up being boring. If, on the rare chance that people like it, I'll continue...

Read on 😊

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Ajabdeh was changing out of her warrior clothes when "CRAAASH, CLAAANG, TRIIINGGG" - she heard a deafening clatter in the hallway outside her room.

She froze, but then relaxed when she heard a girl's voice scolding a maid, "He Eklingji, is mahal mein to kissike paas bhi aankhein nahin hain!!! Kya aap dekhke nahin chal sakti? Aapko pata hai hum bahut mahatwapurna karya pe ja rahe the, aur dekhiye aapne hume uljha diya..."

"Parantu bai sa, hume kaise pata hoga ki aap bhagti hui ayengi?" the dasi tried to put her point across. "Jab karya zaroori ho to hum bhagenge nahin to kya nav vadhu ki tarah sharma ke challengey?" the girl shot back.

Ajabdeh let out a soft sigh; she knew she had to stop the chaos. Stepping out into the hallway, she called out to the dasis, "Suniye aap sab log yeh jo sab samaan gira hai issko jaldi se saaf kar dijiye... Aur Heer, aap humare saath aiye..." She took hold of the girl's elbow and started pulling her toward her room. "Jee Jija... Par yeh sab thhik se saaf kar rahe hain ki nahin woh to hume dekhna hoga na..." "Heer! Kar lenge weh log. Aap chaliye..." Ajabdeh pulled her along.

Following reluctantly, the girl said, "Sach Jija... aapke mahal mein na koi bhi kaam iss Heer Kanwar ke bina thhik se nahin hota! Ek din bhi hum nahin ho..." "Haan, haan. Hume pata hai na ki humari Heer sab sambhal legi, issiliye hi to hum Bijoliya ke karya par dhyan de sakte hain... Bas? Khush?" Ajabdeh cut her off, shaking her head. Heer furrowed her brows, and looked at Ajabdeh, "Aap humare saath parihaas kar rahi hain na Jija?" Ajabdeh started smiling, but then controlled her smile, and said, "Parihaas! Woh bhi Bijoliya ki sab se ladaku - humara matlab hai sabse tez tarar - ladki se? Nahin, nahin, hume kya apni mrityu ko nimantran deni hain?"

Heer rushed up and clasped her hand over Ajabdeh's mouth, "Nahin Jija, aisa mat boliye... Aap Bijoliya ki Baijilal hain, aap hain to hum hain. Eklingji aapko humari bhi umar de de." And she threw her arms around Ajabdeh, and hugged her tightly. Ajabdeh smiled at the girl fondly, and said, "Hum nahin chahenge aisa ho Heer. Jante hain kyun? Kyun ki aap un logon mein se hain jo humesha doosro ki bhala chahti hai, aur aapne har aur bas khushi bikherti hain... Par aap agar humein aise hi pakad ke rakhengi to hum apne vastra kaise badlenge? Sandhya puja ka waqt hone chala hai Heer."

Heer stepped back immediately, and then as she looked at Ajabdeh's warrior clothes, she suddenly remembered why she had come looking for Ajabdeh in the first place. She clapped her hand to her forehead, and said, "Aapko pata tha na Jija, ki hum aap she krodhit hai, issiliye aap na hume apni baton mein uljha diya. Hai na? Afghano ne phir se humari basti pe humla kar diya tha, aur aap gayi thi unhe rokne - HUMARE BINA!!! Kaise chali gayi aap humare bina? Kyun nahin bulaya?"

"Heer, hume sheeghr jana para, aur aap tab mahal mein nahin thi. Issiliye," Ajabdeh said smiling softly.

"Achchha? Par aapke param priya Patta ko to sandesh bhej ke bula liya! Aapko to bas un pe hi bharosa hain. Jaiye baat hi nahin karni hai hume kissi se..." Heer said, pouting cutely.

"Jija!!! Yeh hum kya sun rahe hain... Heer Kanwar aur baat nahin karengi, kuchh bhi nahin bolengi? Jaldi se aagya de dijiye Jija, hum pure Bijoliya mein mithai batwayenge," said Patta, who had just come in, looking for Ajabdeh.

Before Ajabdeh could interrupt, he continued with a mischievous smile, "Yeh hi mauka hain Jija. Jo bhi kehna hai, jo bhi baatein hum sab ke dil mein hai, bol dete hain... Kya pata agle dus varsho mein yeh mauka miley ya nahin." And with that he started laughing uncontrollably.

Heer was ready to retaliate, but clenched her fists and bit back her words and just glared at Patta. His laughter was irritating her, everything about him was - AARGH! He just made Heer mad, and Jija ALWAYS took his side! That made Heer storm out of the room in anger.

Ajabdeh sighed in exasperation. "These two," she thought, "will NEVER change!" They had been fighting for years. Two of her closest people - one was like her brother, the other a younger sister. Both were exceptional, clever warriors, big-hearted, wonderful human beings, and both could do anything to bring a smile on their Jija's face. Ajabdeh didn't understand why they couldn't just get along.

Precap - Heer gets back at Patta J More nok-jhok...

Edited by an_chau - 9 years ago

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Posted: 9 years ago

Not sure if anyone is reading this at all, but have never liked to leave things uinfinished, so wanted to update nonetheless... I understand that folks are only interested in PrAja romance, but koi gal nahin :)...

Part II

"Challenge him to a swordfight - No. A horse race? No. Push him down the stairs - No. Dunk him in the pond - Nooo! How can I even think of such silly things? But, Patta acts like a baby! Doesn't mean I have to behave like one to get back at him," back and forth went Heer in her mind, as she swung gently on the jhula in the palace garden, right under Ajabde's window.

"Patta, kyon aap hamesha Heer ko tang karte rehte hain?" Heer could hear Ajabdeh reprimanding Patta in her room. "Parantu Jija, weh to swayam bachcho ki tarah zid kar rahi thi. Aur bachcho ke saath to parihaas hi kiya jata hai! Ab iss mein humara kya dosh?" Patta shot back. Even though Heer was not in the room, she knew what Ajabdeh was going to say: "Hum pareshaan ho gaye aap dono ke jhagron se!" "Humein to iss vishay mein kuchh bolna hi nahin chahiye..." Heer finished off the sentence - in a voice that was identical to Ajabdeh's. And that's when the idea struck Heer - she jumped off the jhula and got to work.

Patta was on his way home, when his glance went toward the stables that housed the three new horses that he was training for the Bijolia army. He could see Ajabdeh there, still in her warrior clothes. With her back to him, Ajabdeh was scrutinizing the horses closely, and speaking to their keeper. Patta was very proud of the work he was doing with the horses, and was certain Ajabdeh would be too. Nothing made him happier than hearing his Jija praise him. He jogged across the garden, toward the stables. As he got closer, he heard Ajabdeh say: "Yeh kaise ashwa chuna hain Patta ne! Na hi achchhe nasl ke hain, aur na hi inhe sahi prashikshan diya hai. Bahut nirash hai hum Patta se..."

Patta stopped in his tracks - did Jija just say that she was disappointed in him? "Humesha doosro ki parihaas karte rehte hain, aur apne kaam pe koi dhyan nahin..." Ajabdeh continued angrily. Patta was not sure this was the right time to face Ajabdeh. It might be better if she had time to cool off. And he turned around, and walked briskly away.

As Patta vanished from sight, the keeper gestured at Ajabdeh', and Heer turned around with an impish grin on her face. She had always been good at mimicking other people's voices and mannerisms, and it sure paid off today! From a distance, dressed in white warrior clothes, it had been quite easy to deceive Patta, and convince him that it was his Jija who was mad at him for not doing his job well. "Ab dekhte hain, bachcha kaun hai - hum ya Patta," Heer smiled at the keeper. A childhood friend, he had readily agreed to help Heer pull off the trick.

Patta just couldn't sleep that night. Ajabdeh's' words, "Bahut nirash hain hum..." kept resonating in his ears. "Jija ne aisa kaise keh diya? Hum mann lagakar mehnat karte hain bas issliye ki Jija aur Bijolia ki bhalai ho, aur Jija ne aisa keh diya..." he kept thinking. As dawn broke, Patta went to the palace, sad and unusually quiet, and resumed training the horses. He was so lost in thought that he didn't even look up when Ajabdeh walked past for her morning pooja.

"Yeh ashwa itne achchhe hain, phir kyun Jija ne aisa bol diya... Unhe hum pe bharosa nahin raha?" he was mumbling to himself, when he heard:

"Akhiyan Hari darshan ko pyasi
Akhiyan Hari darshan ko pyasi..."

"Jija! Woh kab aayee? Arrey pooja arambh bhi kar diya, aur humne abhi pushp bhi nahin layein unke liye," Patta leapt off the horse and ran toward the garden. "Jija ko manana hain, unke sabse priya pushp hi lenge aaj," he said to himself.

"Dil kyun chahat kamal nayan ko
Nish din rehat udaasi
Akhiyan Hari darshan ko pyasi
Akhiyan Hari darshan ko pyasi..."

Patta was rushing back with the flowers toward the aangan, thinking of how he would cajole Ajabdeh, when he stopped short. Ajabdeh already had a basket full of flowers in front of her! Patta's smile vanished: "Hume bulaya nahin, humare pushp ke liye bhi apeksha nahin kiya... Ho kya gaya Jija ko! Unhe kya sach mein humari aur zaroorat nahin hai?"

Done with her bhajan, Ajabdeh looked up at Patta. "Aaj aap ko pushp lane mein vilambh kaise ho gaya, Patta?" "Woh Jija, hum ashwo ke saath vyast the. Kshama kar dijiye, parantu kal aapne jo kaha, uske uprant humara dhyan aur kissi karya mein lag hi nahin raha hai..."

"Hum ne? Kya kaha tha hum ne?" Ajabdeh asked, baffled.

But before Patta could answer, someone interrupted in a sweet voice, "Jija, yeh mala achhi bani hai na? Aaj aap Kanha ji ko yehi mala pehnana..." Ajabde turned to see Heer standing behind her with a beautiful garland made with her favorite flowers.

"Oh, to aap hain jo humari jagah lena chahti hain? Kya aap nahin janti ki har subah hum latey hain Jije ke liye pushp? Phir kyun layi aap? Jija kabhi nahin lengi aapke laye huye pushp," Patta said, his arms on his hip.

Heer bit back a smile, put on her most innocent expression, and said: "Hum to bas itna chahte the ki Jija ki pooja mein vilamb na ho... Jija, aapko agar humara pushp lana thhik nahin laga ho to kshama kar dijiyega... aage se nahin karenge," she said in a hurt voice, and turned to leave, smiling inwardly.

Ajabde reached out and grabbed Heer's wrist to stop her from leaving. "Rukiye Heer. Patta, yeh kaisa bachcho jaisi vyavhar kar rahe hain aap? Aap dono milke koi karya kyun nahin kar pate hain? Samasya akhir kya hai, Patta?" Heer was thrilled-her plan had worked beautifully! She stood there, enjoying Patta's childish behavior.

"Jija, aap ko to aajkal har baat mein humari hi galti dikhayi deti hain! Heer se to aap kuchh nahin kehti. Kal bhi itna kuchh keh diya aap ne ashwo ki prashikshan ko leke - pata hai hum poori raat so nahin paye! Issiliye to subah pushp nahin la paye..." Patta vented out.

That shocked Heer! "Hey Eklingji, yeh to Jija ke saamne saari baat bata denge!" She interrupted hurriedly, saying: "Thhik hai, thhik hai... Kal se aap hi laana pushp, thhik hai? Ab itni chhoti si baat le ke itna baat karne ka kya avashyakta..."

"Ek kshan Heer..." Ajabdeh cut in. "Patta, kal humne aisa kya kaha tha ki aap itna bhavuk ho gaye?"

"Jija, kal humne sun liya tha jab aap keh rahi thik ki jin ashwo ko hum Bijolia ki sena ki liye prashikshit kar rahe hain, who achchhe nahin hain. Aur aapne yeh bhi kaha ki hum mann laga ke kaam nahin karte, sirf sab ki parihaas karne mein waqt vyatit karte hain!" Patta said in a hurt voice.

"Par humne to aisa..." Ajabdeh started saying, but Patta stopped her. "Rehne dijiye Jija... Humne swayam suna tha aapko ashwapalak se kehte huye. Aapke peechhe the hum, isliye aapne nahin dekha hume."

Ajabdeh's glance then fell on Heer, and she saw her looking at Patta, scared and nervous, twisting her hands. And then she remembered something that made everything fall into place. Ajabdeh rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"Patta," Ajabdeh said, "Aapki Jija hain hum. Itna sneh karte hain aap se, aapko Bijolia ki sabse shoor-veer logon mein maante hain. Agar humne kuchh kaha bhi, to issliye kaha hoga ki aapse aur achchhe kaam ki asha karte hain hum. Aap humare bhai hain, aap ka kaam to baki sab se anek, anek upar hona hi hoga. Samajh rahe hain na hum kya keh rahe hain?"

Patta felt as if a huge load had been lifted off his shoulders. "Kshama kar dijiye Jija. Humne to iss drishtikon se socha hi nahin! Thhik kaha aapne-hume to aur achchha kaam karna hi hoga... Achchha, hum chalte hain Jija, karya adhoori chhod aye hain..." and casting a "I-told-you-so" look at Heer, Patta left happily. Patta knew that Jija only trusted him - so everything was right with his world again!

Heer looked at the scene in front of her with a sinking heart-she had a feeling that she was going to be in big trouble. "Lagta hai Jija ko pata chal gaya! Achha hoga ki hum abhi yahan se chale jaye..." she hoped she could sneak away while Ajabdeh was still looking the other way.

She had barely taken a few steps, when she heard Ajabdeh call out, "Heer, aap khud batayengi ya hum poochhen?" Heer said a silent prayer to Eklingji, as she slowly turned around to face Ajabdeh, who was standing there looking at her calmly.

Heer knew she couldn't lie to Jija. "Parantu Jija, unhone hi to parihaas arambh kiya tha. Aur hume bachcha bhi kaha tha! Kya hum bachchi hain? Aisa kaunsa kaam hai jo woh karte hain, aur hume nahin aata?"

Ajabdeh let Heer vent out her frustration, and then said: "Parantu, aap ne jo kiya uss me jhooth shamil thi na? Humne Patta ke saamne kuchh nahin kaha, par hume pata hai ki woh aap hi thi jo humare vesh mein, humare awaaz mein baat kar rahi thi. Kya woh sahi tha? Aapko pata hain ki hum jhooth se bahut ghrina karte hain..." Ajabdeh saw how Heer was twisting her hands, and placed her left hand on Heer's hands, wanting to calm her down. As Heer looked up, Ajabdeh took a deep breath in and, with her eyes, urged Heer to do the same. Heer did so, and then as she let out the breath slowly, she felt her anger slowly dissipating. And she threw her arms around Ajabdeh, hugging her tightly.

Ajabdeh mussed Heer's flyaway curls fondly, and said: "Aap dono ke jhagron mein humara sara samay chala jata hai. Kya aap yeh chahti hain ki Bijolia-waasi humse gussa ho jaye?" "Nahin Jija, yeh kabhi nahin ho sakta. Aap hum sab ki Ma jaisi hain, koi apni Ma se bhala krodhit reh sakta hai?" and she hugged Ajabdeh even tighter. Ajabdeh let that moment linger - these were the moments that made her life worth living. The selfless love that she got from her Ma (Hansa baiji), Heer and Patta helped her stay strong, and push back against the harsh memories that she had brought back from Chittor all those years ago.

Precap - Patta gets to know about Heer's trick.

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