Hi everyone! I am Shopau, a writer who has been away from this forum for almost a year; Reason being my lack of interest in any onscreen couple... that I was passionate enough to write a story about. Though I have a few works on Arnav and Khushi ... I am attempting something very different this time with Altunia and Razia.
Now historically there are a lot of different versions to Razia's life, whether Altunia was a childhood friend or not or was she in love with Yakut and so on... This SS will be my interpretation to whatever I have read about her up until now.
One thing I promise you all is that it will be a HOT, PASSIONATE and EXTREMELY SENSUAL Love Story of our beloved ALZIA!!!
I hope that you will like the story.
NEK DIL ZAALIM
PART 1
She once Razia Sultan was now a prisoner in the palace of Bhatinda. She looked up at the lavish ceiling with intricate work, of her khwab gah (bedroom) which was supposed to be for the begum of the Governor, in the palace of Bhatinda. Razia smirked looking around as it was now that she really understood who Mallik Iqtiar-ud-din Altunia really was. He, who once fearlessly spoke of his love for Razia Sultan over and over again, was actually only in love with Power, Status and the Delhi Sultanate's Throne. Words such as love, commitment, and loyalty felt like abuses to her now. But the past one month had finally removed the veil off Altunia's face.
It had been one month since Razia was imprisoned in Bhatinda and stayed in the Royal quarters of the Governer's wife instead of the Kaid khana (Jail). The butcher rebel thought that he could marry her and gain the Delhi Sultanate. "An utmost fool of the highest order. I would never ever marry him." whispered Razia to herself.
Just then the door to her khwab gah opened as Fatima walked inside with a tray filled with red rose petals and a bottle of ether (perfume) kept in the center.
Fatima: Shehzaadi Razia! Subedaar Sahab ne aapkeliye khas bhijwaya hai. Aur saath hi kaha hai ki woh dastar-khan "Dinner" par aapke saath waqt bitaane ki ijaazat chahte hain.
Razia: Sultan... Razia Sultan. She demanded ignoring the rest completely. Fatima looked up for the first time shocked and speechless. It hurt her to look at her shehzaadi Razia in this condition. Once a smiling and compassionate princess with brightness and spark in her eyes, now looked pale, lifeless and like a dead body. Her eyes held no trace of any emotion, not even hatred or anger but were completely blank. The only thing which didn't change in her was the spirit of a Sultan. She still sat there with utmost dignity and commanded the same.
Fatima: Ji... Sul...Sultan. She stammered and swallowed the lump in her throat.
Razia: Aur jaakar Subedaar SAHAB se kahiye (with sarcasm in her tone) ki humari ijaazat maangne kaa dhong na Karen. Unka mukhota uttar chukka hai. She spoke with gritted teeth.
Fatima nodded and left as the guards closed and locked the doors as she exited.
***
Fatima: Unka mukhota... uttar chukka hai.
Fatima recited the message facing the back of a tall masculine figure whose shadow fell on her. The governor of Bhatinda, Altunia stood in the balcony facing the mubaarak chand. His green eyes shining bright in the moon light. His lips pressed together in a thin line and his chiseled cut chest puffed out with his arms crossed.
Altunia: Miya Zaroon! Aaj ki chaand raat hum apni mohabbat ke saat bitaayenge.
He turned around to pick up the ether bottle from the tray in Fatima's hand. He took in a deep breath smelling the ether and then turned to look at the moon again.
Altunia: Yeh mubaarak chaand peela lagta hai; Yeh ether ki mehek pheeki lagti hai; humaari mohabbat humse khafa hai; maano saari kaaynaat humse ruswa hai.
Zaaroon: Mirza, yaara humein abhi bhi lagta hai ki aapko shehzaadi se zabardasti nahi karni chahiye. UNhe thoda waqt deejiye.
Altunia: Waqt hi toh nahi hai humaare paas...waqt hi toh nahi hai.
He shook his head in disappointment and left.
Fatima: Subedaar sahab theek keh rahe hain. Shehzaadi raziya zinda laash bangayi hai. Allah kare yeh chaand raat in dono ki dooriyon ko kuchh to kam kare!
Zaroon: Ameen!!!
***
Altunia entered the bedroom supposed to be for his royal consort. Razia laid on the king size bed completely unaffected by any movement in the room. Her eyes looking straight out of the window as the moon light fell on her face. Behind Altunia entered Fatima and Chanda holding elaborate thaalis of exquisite food and quietly placed them on a table and left, closing the door behind.
Altunia took in a deep breath and moved towards Razia. Altunia: Aayiye! Thoda khaana kha leejiye.
Raziya blinked calmly and got off the bed without a word. Not looking at Altunia she went straight to the dining table, unwrapped her thaali and started eating. Altunia stood mum for a minute looking at her and then moved to take his place on the dining table. Her cold behavior wasn't new for him. That's how she had been for the last 15 days or so. The initial days, she retorted, reacted, created scenes and cried. But now her silence had stretched far too long than he had expected it to.
And this was also testing his PATIENCE, something for which Mirza Altunia wasn't very well known.
Altunia: Kab tak chalega yeh? He asked eating his food. Razia paused for a second and then swallowed in her food, taking in the next bite.
Altunia: Hmm...Humara mukhota toh uttar chukka, lekin lagta hai woh abtak aapke dil se nahi uttra? He said looking straight at her with blood shot eyes.
Razia stilled for a minute and then pushed her thaali slightly, neatly picking up a napkin to clean her hands.
Razia: Shukriya! She whispered and got up to go to bed when she felt a grip on her left arm and the very next moment she found herself locked in a strong dusky pair of arms with her bossom crushed against his hard chest and her plum lips inches away from his. His emerald green eyes bore straight into her hazel ones making her feel dizzy. As her heartbeat which seemed lost to her minutes ago now raced like a galloping horse she couldn't help but feel the pool of emotions which she once felt for this man. However, the emotions that clouded all the others were hatred and disgust.
Razia struggled to free herself only to increase her problems, not more than a few seconds she was pinned to the wall with Altunia towering himself over her. Razia grabbed the knife out of the apples and wounded straight into his chest digging deep near his heart. Altunia grabbed her wrist and held her tight in the same place.
Altunia: Humari mohabbat ka imtehaan mat leejiye Razia. Iss dil ne bohot zakhm khaaye hain lekin dharakna nahi chhora. Lekin agar is dil se uski dhadkan cheenne ki koshish koi karega, toh Mirza Altunia usse chain ki maut bhi naseeb nahi hone dega.
He forced her hand to deepen the knife into the wound on his chest.
So tell me how you liked it and whether I should continue. Just a clarification Altunia and Razia aren't married as of now. Altunia married Razia after a month of keeping her imprisoned in the palace of Bhatinda. So that's where this FF starts from.
Thanks
Shopau
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