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RINGA RINGA ROSES...
He was keenly looking at the name written on the paper, rather was consuming each and every alphabets of the name. An ugly smirk at the corner of his lip made him even uglier, but his frown was yet to be vanished. The sting of doubt was still disturbing him. "Azan Khan ke bare me Haidar ko kaise malum chala!" [How could Haidar know about Azan khan!] he murmured to his own.
"Sartaaj!" A man entered and bowed. "Azan Khan ke muh se koi bhi ek bhi labz nikal nehi paa raha hay! Hum bekar me uske piche waqt zaya kar rahe hay. Hume Haidar ko rokna chahiye." [My lord, none is able to take out a word from Azan Khan's mouth. We are wasting time behind him. We should stop Haidar.]
Faisal Beg looked at his man. The man again continued. "Haidar Qasim ne Kabul ke kille me aapna sipahi motayen kar liya hay.Agar Mahchuchak Begam mar gaye, yeah fir usne unhe mar diya, to Haidar tabhi Kabul me kabza jama lega! Usse rukne ke liye pahele hume Haidar ke sipahiyon ko gherna hoga..." [Haidar Qasim has fixed his troop around the fort of Kabul. If MahChuchak Begam dies, or he kills her, Haidar will take no time to take up the charge of Kabul! We have to cover the troops of Haidar with our army to stop him.]
"Acchi tarqeeb hay Firdaus,"[Idea is good Firdaus,] Faisal appreciated with least attention. "Par abhi bhi hume lagta hay ki Haidar ke piche koi or hay, Azan Khan ko usne hi motayen kiya tha hakim ko marne ke liye. Haidar ko Kabul ke ek mamuli khuni ke bare me kaise malum hota...Azan Khan ko tab tak tarpaya jaye jab tak o sab kuch ugal na de." [But I think someone is behind Haidar who had appointed Azan to kill the hakim. Else how could Haidar know about an ordinary murderer of Kabul... Torture Azan Khan till he blurts out anything. ]
"Par Sartaaj," [But my lord,] Firdaus stared at the paper held by Faisal instead of questioning. "Yeh Azan Khan ke sikaaryon ke firist hay. Saaf likha hay ki Hakim ke kaam tamam karne ka hukum use Haidar Qasim ne diya tha."[This one is the list of Azan Khan's prey. It's written here that Haidar had appointed him to kill Hakim.] Faisal Beg informed him. "Par kya Haidar itna soch ke kaam kar sakta hay?! Pahele Hakim se zaher leke Mah-Chuchak ko marne ki sajish racha, or fir saabut mitane ke liye hakim ka kaam tamam kar diya! O ekele..." [But can Haidar think so much? First conspired to kill Mah-Chuchak with the poison taken from the Hakim, then killed the hakim to wipe the trace of proof! All alone... ]
"Aap kispe shaq karte hay Hujur?" Firdaus frowned. "Abul Mali pe?" [Whom do you suspect? AbulMali?]
"Ha. Par koi saabut nehi hay.Azan agar muh na khole..." [There is no proof though. If Azan doesn't open his mouth...] Faisal shook his head. "Lagta nehi ki itni assani se o muh kholega! Azan Khan usulo ke pakke hay! Fir bhi kosish me kami nehi honi chahiye.Or haa, usse kaari pahara me rakkha jaye.Koi makhhi bhi uske charo aur ghum na paye..." [I don't think he will open up so easily. He is firm in his profession! But don't give up trial. And he should be under tough security. Not even a fly should come near him. ]
"Sartaj!!" Another faithful man of Faisal Beg peeped in with a worried face. "Ek bohot zyada bura khabar hay sartaaj! [There is a very bad news my lord!]
"O achanak se mar gaya hay huzur! Sayad kisine zahar pila diya hay usse!!" [He has died my lord! Someone has gave him poison!!]
The news was so hard to believe that they were stunned for a long time. After that Faisal Beg managed to speak- rather to shout. "Koi bahar ke aadmi kaise zaher pila sakta hay usse?" [How can anyone feed him poison from outside?]
"Pata nehi huzur... Punchtaach ke waqt usne paani manga or kayed khane ke sipahi ne hi o lakar diya. Fir pata nehi kya hua... Ek tamacha khake gir para, muh se khun nikalne laga..."[Don't know my lord... He asked for water while interrogation and a soldier of prison gave that to him. Then he fell down with a slap, and blood came out from mouth...] The man was sweating. "Humne... humne sare sipahiyon ko griftaar kar liya hay... Tahekikaat chal raha hay..." [I.. I have arrested all the soldiers. Investigation is going on...]
In fury Faisal Beg kicked the nearby stool. But just before bursting out on the man, he became excessively quiet. "Iska matlab hay... hum sahi the. Abul Mali hi hay iske piche. Nehi to kayed khane me ghus kar kayedi ko mar dalna kisi aise taise aadmi ka kam nehi ho sakta!"[That means, I was right. There is Abul Mali behind all. Else a common man can't kill a prisoner inside the prison!]
"Par saabut kaha hay mere sarkaar!" [But where is the proof my lord?]
Faisal picked up his right brow and bit his lips. Then he smirked. "Saabut Haidar Qasim dega. Usse griftar karna hoga." [Haidar Qasim will give the proof. We have to arrest him.]
"Haidar kuch bara karne ke liye socha hay huzur! Nehi to aaj hi achanak se Kille me uska itna sipahi kaise aa gaya!"[Haidar has planned something bigger my lord! Else how his soldiers came in the fort today!] Firdaus said. "Usse griftaar karna itna asan nehi hoga!"[it will not be so easy to arrest him.]
"Foren Mah-Chuchak Begam ki mahel ko gher lene ka hukum do. Haidar ke sipahiyon ko chun chun ke marne ka bhi hukum diya jaye!" [Order the troops to cover the palace of Mah-Chuchak Begam. Also order to kill each of the soldiers of Haidar!] Faisal Beg hurried to get out of the room with the paper. "Hum jake Begam Sahiba se baat karte hay!" [I am going to her highness!]
Fakhr-Un-Nissa turned back with tensed eyes. "Chinaar!" She moved forward and held the hand of the slave girl in excitement. "Kya hua batao!" [Tell me what happened!]
"Khatra taal gaya hay Sahiba!" [The danger has gone, Sahiba!] Chinaar, the faithful girl exhaled a deep sigh of relief. "Azan mar gaya hay!" [Azan has died!]
"Yeah Khuda!" Fakhr lifted he hands to pray. "Tumne kayed-khane ki audhedaar ko thik se samjhaya tha na?" [Have you told the officer of the prison properly?]
"Jee haa! Abul Mali Huzur ka naam karke o chitthi bhi diye the..." [Yes. And I gave him the letter with Lord Abul Mali's name...]
"Bohot khub. Yeh lo inaam!" [Very good. This is your prize.] Fakhr removed her priceless ruby-ring and gave it to Chinaar. Thank to this girl that she gave the right news in the right time, and she got enough time to write a letter on behalf of her husband with an order of killing Azan Khan secretly, stamped it with the personal emblem of the commander-general of Kabul, and sent it to prison! Also thank God that she is Abul Mali's wife, and she has access to his personal stamp-pad! Else what would have happened if Azan blurted out her name?
Faisal Beg should have found the paper with Haidar's name written on it. He must be thinking Haidar is behind everything. The frontal war between Haidar and Faisal will be starting soon... and what next?
Fakhr's thought was interrupted, as someone stormed into the room. Kicking on two-three furniture on the way, throwing the priceless flower-vase from Iran, he dashed himself on the bed with a horribly dejected face. His eyes were trembling in a grave fright. Suddenly he became mad, opened his sword and screamed before going out to slay everyone before his eyes. "Aree.. Aree kaha ja rahe hay!" Fakhr rushed to stop him. "Hua kya hay? Bataiye to sahi! Ja kaha rahe hay aap?"[What has happened? Where are you going? Tell me...]
"Choro mujhe! Choro mujhe!" [Leave me!] Abul Mali was at the peak of his voice, but suddenly his scream converted into a frustrated sigh and he sat down. "Sab khatam ho gaya hay! Sab kuch!" [Everything has finished. Everything!]
"Hua kya hay?" [What happened?] Fakhr sat beside him and asked innocently in spite of knowing everything.
"Jalal... Us Jalal ne sare maulaviyon ko griftaar kar liya hay! Usse sab kuch pata chal gaya hay! Bagawat hone ka sara ummed usne zar se nikal ke fek diya hay!" [Jalal... Jalal has arrested all the religious men! He got to know everything! He has uprooted all the hopes of rebellion!]
"Yeah Khuda! Kaise?" [O God! Why?] Fakhr popped her eyes. "Hume lagta hay yeh Sarifuddin ne hi kuch kiya hay..." [I think Sharifuddin has done something...]
"Nehi... Pata nehi!"[No... I don't know!] Abul Mali covered his eyes in weary.
"Chaliye chorie... ek bagawat roka hay to dusra chalu ho jayega!" [Come on... Another riot will be started if one is stopped!] Fakhr consoled him. "Waise bhi, srif Maulaviyon ko pakar ke hi awam ki beech jali aag bujhaya ja sakta hay kya? Uss aag me hi Jalal dabah ho jayega!"[And after all the fire of rebel cannot be extinguished by arresting the religious people. Jalal will be destroyed in that fire!]
"Tum Jalal ko nehi jante Fakhr! Usse agar saajish pata chal gaya ho, to o kisi bhi kimat par usse anjaam nehi pane dega!" [You don't know Jalal, Fakhr! If he knows about the conspiracy he will never give a chance to it at any cost!]Abul Mali was inconsolable! "Or to or Samarkand bhi Hindustan se sikast kha raha hay! Hindustan me bahar se hamla karne ka koi mauka hi nehi mila! Bagawat bhi nehi..." [Now Samarkand is also defeated by Hindustan. We got no chance to attack Hindustan from outside! And the rebellion is too...]
"Aree to kya hua? Aap Jalal o marne ke sare intazamat to kar liye hay!"[So what? You have arranged everything to kill Jalal.] Fakhr smiled. "Sayad aabtak uska janaja bhi nikal hi chukka hoga!" [Perhaps his coffin has set for the graveyard by now.]
"Nehi Fakhr!" Abul picked up his face. "Pukka khabar nehi hay, par uss khuni ka koi pata nehi chal raha hay! Or kuch urta hua khabar mila ki Amer me shadi ka dhum abhi bhi jari hay." [I have no confirmed news, but there is no trace of the killer! And I heard that the celebration of marriage in Amer is still going on.] He looked at her helplessly. "Aab aaphi bataiye...ghar ka damad mar jaye to shadi me dhum thori na hoga!" [Now you say, if the son-in-law dies then will they celebrate the marriage this way?]
"Fir aab kya hoga Abul Sahab?"[Now what will happen Abul Sahab?] Fakhr tried to look tensed. "Agar uss khuni ko Mughal sipahiyon ne pakar liya or o punchtach me aapka naam le liya to? Jalal to..." she gulped. "Aap Kabul se bhag jaiye..." [If Mughal army catch that killer and if he blurts out your name then? Jalal will... you flee from here!]
"Kya? Bhag jaye? Hum bhagoda hay?"[What? I will flee??] Abul Mali screamed at the top of his voice. "Nehi... "[No!]
"To kya karenge aap?" [So what will you do?]Fakhr-Un-Nissa hissed. "Udhar Haidar Qasim ne sare kille pe aapna sipahi motayen kar diya hay, Faisal Beg ki khas sipahiyon ne unhe gher rakha hay, or Jalal kabhi bhi aapko griftar karne ka hukum jari kar dega, or yeaha kya hum dono baith baith ke aapna suhag-raat banayenge?" [There Haidar Qasim has set troops around the fort, Faisal Beg's army have covered them, and Jalal can order to arrest you anytime, and now should we prepare for our honeymoon night now?]
Abul Mali stared at Fakhr for a moment. "Haidar... Faisal Beg..." He uttered incoherently.
"Jee haa! Dono ke bich Kabul ki takt ke liye larai suru ho gaya hay! Or aap baithe baithe Hindustan ke sapne dekhte rahiye!" [Yes! The fight regarding the throne has started between them! And you dream about Hindustan!] Fakhr toned down a bit and held his shoulder. "Aap mere baat maniye. Chaliye hum dono kuch din ke liye yeaha se dur chale jate hay... Faisal or Haidar ko aapas me larne dijie, or..."[Listen to me. Let's go somewhere far from Kabul... Let Faisal and Haidar fight, and...]
"Bilkul nehi! Kabul ki takht chod denge or o bhi Faisal Beg ke haat?" [Never! I will give away the throne of Kabul in Faisal's hand?] Abul Mali goaned. "Faisal agar Haidar ko hara diya to o mujhe bhi nehi chodega! Haidar ke sath hum bhi mile hue hay! Hume jald se jald Kabul aapne haat me lena hoga!" [If Faisal defeats Haidar then he will not leave me! We both are joined! I have to take Kabul in my hand soon!] He started sketching up his plan swiftly. "Kabul pe aapna hukumat kayem karke hume Jalal se ladne ka takat bhi milega! Hum... aaj hi Kabul ki takht par baithenge!" [I will get the strength od fighting with Jalal by setting my power on Kalul's throne! I will sit on Kabul's throne by tonight!] He raised his sword again with a mad addiction of victory in eyes. "Mah-Chuchak Begam, dekhte hay aab aap hume kaise rokte hay!" [Mah-Chuchak Begam, let me see how you stop me.]
"Abhi nehi! Thora saabur kijie Abul Sahab!" [Not now. Wait for some days Abul Sahab.]Fakhr-Un-Nissa pleaded. "Hume darr hay ki..."[I fear that...]
"Darr? Abul Mali ko kisi chiz se darr nehi!"[Fear? Abul Mali does not fear from anything!] Abul Mali laughed out. "Aaj ke raat Mah-Chuchak, Haidar or Faisal Beg ka aankhri raat hay!" [Tonight is the last night for Mah-Chuchak, Haidar and Faisal Beg!]
"Nehi... Sunie... Ammijaan ko jaan se marne ki kosish maat kijie. O humare dhal hay..."[No... listen.. Don't kill mother. She is our shield...] Fakhr tried to say something more, but Abul Mali was too excited to listen to her. "Choriye hume!"[Leave me!] He shouted with an exalted grin. Fakhr for last time held his hands, but as a result the sharp blood-thirsty blade of the sword only made a deep scratch on her hand. "Humare rastey me maat ayiye!"[Don't come in my way!] Abul Mali grunted for once, wiped out the trace of blood from his sword, and got out of the room with a strange exhilaration.
Fakhr-Un-Nissa gazed at his way... till the moment he disappears. There were tears in her beautiful eyes... but a glittering smirk of victory was shining at the corner of her lip!
AND THE LOVE BLOSSOMS LIKE THE FIRST DAY...
It was not less than the festival of lights... the darkness of the night had flown away in the river of light and glee. The fort of Amer was gleaming like a gold crown on the head of the dark dessert. The natural flow of happiness through each and every house of the fort, which had been stopped for a night due to the fast pace of unwanted incidents, has started flowing again. The auditorium hall of the palace was glowing like the royal court of paradise... a grand celebration is taking place there.
The bed room of the princess of the fort was too a rider of this river of light. The fountain of light has been enwrapped the room with luminous gleam like never before. The darkness of gloom, that seemed to find its permanent dwelling in this room, has gone forever freeing the way of the flow of light... The vast royal chandelier over the head was fountaining light, the hanging lanterns radiating warmth, and the floating lamps on the vast container of perfumed water, the aromatic joss-sticks had converted the room into fairyland, the lost paradise of love...
Jalal was sitting half lied on the bed like morning, with his lost eyes roaming around the lucent environment of his room... The beautiful fragrance of jasmine had overpowered his heart with a sweet content feeling, a tender touch of warmth had filled up his inner soul... His eyes got fixed to the nearby mirror and dressing table, with an idle eye he keenly gazed at the beautiful woman dressing up there. Jodha had worn a gorgeous red lahenga, the orange veil with golden embroidery was lolling on the ground from her shoulder. The exquisite ornaments have become more priceless as she had adorned all of them; she was looking as resplendent as a flame of blazing fire. Her long thick hair flowing over the waist was too disobedient to be tamed down, and she was in a trial from a long time to imprison them inside the braid. Jalal let his all senses to lose their path in each and every turn and bond of the braid; he kept staring at the mirror... at the reflection of the most ravishing and elegant woman of the world...
"Kya dekh rahe hay?" [What are you watching?]Jodha had noticed his glances in the mirror. With a smile she asked while putting hairpins. She had become fed up with her hairs.
"Chor dijie..." [Leave them...]Jalal commented without answering her question.
"Kya?"[What?] Jodha had no clue about what he is saying.
"Aapne baal." Jalal smiled profoundly. "Hume aap khule baal me zyada acchi lagti hay. Bilkul pariyon ki rani jaisi..."[Your hairs. You look more beautiful in open hair like the queen of fairies...]
Hiding the blush which had spread in her face for a moment, Jodha paid heed on her hair. "Baal khol kar utsaav me kaise jayenge? Or o bhi sandhya me?"[How will I go to celebration with open hair; that too in evening?] She said casually while putting the veil.
"Kaha ka utsaav! Aap kahi nehi jaa rahe hay.Aab baal kholiye, ghunghat hataiye, or mere samne aakar baithe rahiye." [Which celebration! You are not going anywhere. Now open the hairs, remove the veil and sit in front of me.]Jalal demanded.
"Kis khusi me?" [In which joy?]Jodha bent her lips.
"Kyu ki hum chahte hay! Hume aapko dekhna hay."[As I want! I want to see you.] He was adamant like a kid.
"Kya dekhenge?" [What will you see?]Jodha giggled and sat beside his bed, kept her hand on his lying palm. "Ek hi to chehra hay; pichle 3 saal se dekh rahe hay...Abhi bhi purana nehi hua?" [You are seeing the same face from last 3 years. Hasn't it become old?]
Jalal smiled while drinking the wine of her beauty; did not say anything.
"Dekh liya? Aab hum jaye?"[Have you seen? So may I leave?] Jodha was hurrying. At last she pleded. "Hum abhi ke abhi wapas aa jayenge Shahenshah. Baas ek bar muh dikhakar hi chale ayenge." [I will come very soon. Just after showing my face.]
"Nehi."[No.] He had held her fingers which were inside his palm. "Na jane kitney saal ho gaya hay aapko karib se nihaarte hue!"[A long time has passed since I gazed at you for last time!] He sighed in a lost tone. "Aap kahi nehi jayengi."[You will not go anywhere.]
"To pura sandhya hum sajh-dajh ke yeaha baithe rahenge?" [So should I sit in front of you for whole evening dressing up like this?]
Jodha was giggling hard. But Jalal did not care, he kept on gazing at her with naughty eyes and smirk at the corner of his lips. "Bohot maza aata hay na hume jalane me?"[You enjoy a lot teasing me?] Jodha pinched on his palm. He controlled his smile and stared more seriously, as if he is reading any important document in her eyes. She put hands on her cheeks, and concentrated all her attentions in his orbs controlling the giggle. It is said that men's eyes are the best mirror of a woman... and if that mirror is so charming and intense like Jodha's husband's eyes, any woman can spend her life time just staring at that. But there is a rational world beyond those eyes too, which tells her to meet and bless the new bride now for sake of social etiquettes. "Shahenshah!" she called.
"Aab jaaye?" [May I now?]She touched his chest while asking for permission and he pulled her closer. "Bohot jaldi hay aapko hume chorkar jane me?"[Too hurry to leave me?]He complained in a huskier tone.
"Vivah me aye hay, to utsaav me sammilit bhi to hona parega na? Kal raat hum uaha nehi the, or aaj bhi"[We have come for wedding, so have to join the celebrations also. I was not there last night, and tonight too...]
"Kal raat hum marne wale the, or aapko jashn ki pari thi?"[I was dying last night, and you were concerned for the celebration?] Jalal popped his eyes. "Or hum yeaha kya kya soch rahe the!"[And I was thinking something else!] he sighed.
"Jo samajhna hay soch lijie,"[Think whatever you like,] Jodha didn't get into his trap and was about to stand up. "Tab tak hum jara bahar se hokar aate hay." [I am coming from outside.]
"Jodha...Ahhh..." Jalal, while stopping Jodha, perhaps had forgotten that his left arm is severely injured, and as a result had to bear a strong jolt of pain in the trial of stretching that a bit. He clenched the left hand with the right one and shrank his face in an intolerable affliction. "Shahenshah!" Jodha almost shouted in a concerned voice and became perplexed while thinking how to reduce his pain.
"Zara mere... mujhe iss haat ko uthane me madat karengi?" [Will you help me to lift the hand?]He gasped while telling. "Hum to isse aapne aapse sidha bhi nehi kar pa rahe hay!" [I can't even straight this hand from my own!]
"Aap prayas hi kyu kar rahe hay!" [Why are you trying at all!]Jodha yelled while slowly lifting his hand on his chest.
"Kosish nehi kar rahe hay... baas khayal nehi raheta ki..."[I do not try. But forget that...] He took a long breath to cope up with the pain. "Thik hay aab, aap jaiye kaha jaa rahe the." [Alright now. You go wherever you were going.]
Jodha, who was caressing the fingers of his hand on his chest, stated, "Hum nehi jayenge..." [I will not go.]
"Aree... Hum to mazak kar rahe the. Jaiye aap... Aise hi humare baja se pura mauhol bigar gaya hay, or agar aap bhi nehi jayengi to..."[I was kidding only. You go. I have already ruined the happy environment, now if too don't attend the functions then...] The sudden pain had helped Jalal to come back in practical world from his sudden enthusiasm of mischief. He touched her chin with his right hand. "Jaldi aa jaiye."[Come fast.]
She did not tell anything but smiled, and placed his palm from her chin to her cheek, slowly caressing that with own hand. He slowly moved his fingers on her beautiful lips... her hand was still on his left palm, he touched each of her bangles of her fair hand; she came closer to him... more closer, and more closer, and slowly leaned on his bold masculine chest with a shy blush on cheeks.
"Aap sharma kyu rahi hay?" [Why are you blushing?]An amused Jalal tried to sit properly so that he can take her in his embracement... after a long long era... "Baas aise hi... aap abhi kal raat ke bare me kahe rahe the na, or hume kuch yaad aa gya..."[Nothing... You told about last night and I remembered something...] Jodha hid her face inside his chest.
"Kal raat? Kya hua tha kal raat?" [Last night? What happened?] He asked innocently. "Hum behosh the... kuch pata nehi hay hume. Baas yehi yaad hay ki bohot taklif ho raha tha... Laag raha tha ki koi haddiyon ke upar baraf ka kora chala raha ho... Dum ghut raha tha... Fir ek roshni aayi... ek ajib si, mithi si roshni... usne aakar mujhe lapet liya, mere sath mil gaya or fir sara dard chala gaya... or fir kuch yaad nehi!"[I was completely unconscious... I know noting! Only I remember that I was suffering a lot... It was feeling like someone is whipping me with ice-whip... I was suffocating! Then a light came... a strange, sweet light... That wrapped me up, mingled with me and I was free from all the pains... I don't remember anything after that!] His voice drowned in love and affection while telling all these. He picked up Jodha's face, started running his fingers on her features of the face with a strange love... "Roshni... Humare zindegi ki roshni...Kya hota mera agar o meri zindegi me naa aati to?"[Light... the light of my life... What would have happened if you never come to me?]
"Aap bhi na..." [You are too...]She uttered in a cuddling voice and simultaneously placed her arms around his neck and placed her head near his collar bone; took a long breath and closed her eyes. He leaned his face and placed a kiss on her hair, took long breath, started rubbing his chin slowly with her cheeks... The time was flowing away, but both were unaware of that. After some moments Jodha picked up her face, took her face closer to his face and exhaled deeply. She had a keen gaze in her eyes, with a trace of melancholy and urge of love perfectly blended with each other along with the strain of yearning. He carefully sided the loose ringlet of hairs twigging in front of her eyes, touched her soft cheeks gently. His mesmerized gaze changed its place from her eyes to her lips... she has got a perfect lip... curved like a bow, pink like a lotus-petal, soft like a rose-bud... her lips... the addiction of her lips... the countless moments that he had spent just by mingling his lips with her, quenching the thirst of nectar by drinking the alcohol of passion from her lips... Jalal's breathed hard as he was lost in the curl of her upper lip again, like always, and the sight of his eyes gradually changed from affection to wild passion... He tilted his face a bit, moved his lips closer, touched her nose with his nose... she did not protest, just placed her hands on his cheek to draw his face more closer... her eyes which were drowned in love and tenderness suddenly sparked... sparked in the passion of a wild desire. They both were breathing very fast, the warm breath coming out from both of them has swept on their entity... The time had stopped around them...at the moment they just wanted to be mingled with each other... forever!
His lips met hers... not innocently, with a wild, fiery, passionate demand it brushed on her tender lips. Their lips parted and clasped onto one another... in an irresistible desire, she pressed her lips tightly against his, locking her mouth tighter. He had forgotten all his physical agony now...there were no pain, to weakness anymore! Only the intoxicating passion along with irresistible love had covered his entity. He pulled her by her waist, she tangled her arms aound his neck, tightened the grip of lips even stronger. In his wild desire he bit her tender lips, only left it to bleed, but she did not care as she was enjoying his wild lust over her... Their kiss deepened, their tongues started playing with each other... Warmth radiated from the point they met, and it spread around their whole body, overpowering their sense of rational world. Both were lost within themselves, within their passion, their love for each other... just like before! In the luminous room, the warmth of their togetherness started glowing most brightly, just like two fireballs mingling with each other in a deep passion...
Time was flowing in own pace, but the couples longing for a long time had hardly any sense of it... After some times, they loosed the grip of the lips and started gasping. Their proximity had hardly reduced; in the same posture, where Jodha was almost on Jalal's body, they stared at each other. The same shadow of passion passed via their eyes, and they smiled looking at each other. He touched her face lovingly; she again moved her face forward and touched his nose with her nose. Casually he again placed a kiss on her lips... this time softer, sweeter and innocent... then he kissed again... once, twice, thrice... She smiled with gentle amusement before she kissed him again. Then he kissed her; then she kissed him. They started playing hide and seek with their lips...
"Begam Sahiba aaj iss na-chiz ko ruksati nehi dengi kya?"[Will not her highness let this innocent free today?] Jalal whispered in his usual sensual voice. "Bahar aapki gharwale aapki raha dekh rahe hay!"[Your family is waiting for you.]
"Dekhne dijie! Hum itni jaldi aapko mukt nehi karne wale hay!"[Let them. I am not letting you to go so soon!] She uttered in even more sensual voice.
"Zaherile tir se to bach gaye; par meri iss Ameri Sherni se hume kon bachayega!"[I was saved from poisonous arrow; but who will save me from my lioness?] Jalal smirked before planting a kiss on her neck. Her warm breath swayed through his ears and his manhood was eager to get her even more; she drew his face towards her, her fingers drifted under his thick ruffled hairs, and she was about to press her lips against his lips again but...
"Hey Ambe Maa! Yeh kya dikha diya!"[O God! What did you show me?]
Jodha jumped up from the bed and stood on the floor in one chance, and Jalal, holding his tongue out, slipped inside the blanket covering his eyes. "D..D...D...dadi..sss...aaa!!" Jodha started stammering while arranging her displaced cloths!
"Hum...humne kuch nehi dekha! Kuch nehi dekha!!"[I haven't seen anything!] Dadisaa came out from under the curtain with her tongue outside and eyes closed. "O hum... Aise hi ghus rahe the... Humne kuch nehi dekha!!" [I... I was entering... I haven't seen anything!!]
"Dadisaa!" Jodha grinned to hide her horrible blush. "Kk...kkkuch Kam tha?" [You had any work?]
"Nehi... matlab... o hum..."[No... I mean...] it seemed Dadisa was even more embarrassed than Jodha and Jalal for watching a glimpse of a restricted scene. "Humne socha ki tu bahar gayi hogi, Jamaisa ekele hay... Thik se baat bhi nehi hua unse to unke paas aakar baithte hay. Hume.. hume pata nehi tha ki tum dono eksath ho... matlab... matlab..."[I thought that you are outside, Jamaisa is alone... I haven't talked with him properly so thought to sit with him. I never knew that you both are together... I mean...I mean...]
"Haa haa Dadisa ayiye na!"[Yeah yeah dadisa please come!] Jalal peeped out from the blanket and chuckled like an ignorant. "Hum to tab se Jodha ko kahe rahe hay jaane ke liye, o jaati hi nehi..." [I was telling her to go from a long time; she is not going...] Ignoring the angry glance of Jodha he carried on in his own pace, and in tension forgot the formality between husband and wife... "Kya Jodha, kitni bar kaha tumhe ki jaldi se jao, sab tumhe dhund rahe hay... Tum itni aalsi kyu ho?... aap aiye na dadisa, baithiye...Jodha aap jao na..." [What Jodha, I told you so many times to go quickly; everyone is waiting... why are you so lazy?... You come granny, sit... Jodha you go...] he looked at her with pleading eyes... "Jao!" [go...]
"Haa...haa. Dadisa aap yeaha baithiye... "[Yes granny you sit here...] Jodha made her grandmom sat on a chair beside the bed before going out of the room. She ejected an angry, meaningful glance on Jalal before going out... he looked at her eyes and controlled his uncontrollable jolt of laughter by pressing his palm against lips. Her angry glance took no time to melt in high giggle; pulling the veil over the hair, she put a corner of veil on her lips and ran out from the room giggling harder.
Precap: Bloodbath in Kabul...
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