Alzia SS "Mohobbat ki nishani"
Part 1
It was a fine day in the Sultanate of Delhi, the sun was shining brightly and the cool breeze blew as the first female Sultan unmounted her elephant after returning from a long trip. She had returned after a week and was very tired, the trip was to make sure everything was fine in her kingdom, it made her happy to see people satisfied but at the same time it increased her worries, because when everything suddenly becomes perfect something goes wrong the very next moment.
A servant brought some water and a chair for her to rest before she walks enters the palace, she sat down , drank the water and took a deep breath. And then she heard a voice and at once all her worries were gone she stood up and saw a small boy of 3 years running towards her, with a huge smile.
"ammi" he shouted as he ran towards her with open arms, she sat down on her knees opening her arms for him and he ran into them, she hugged him tightly, holding him very close to her heart, tears developed in her eyes, she started kissing his forehead, his cheeks and then his eyes, the same light greenish grey eyes, the exact same shape and color, she looked into them and smiled and then hugged him back, putting her hand on his head feeling his thick dark brown hair, exactly like his dad's.
Razia; kese ho aap? yahan sab ko ziada tang to nahi kiya na aapne?
"nahi ammi, aapko pata hai na Mirza kisi ko tang nhi krta" he replied proudly.
Razia; badmash
She picked him up
Yaqut; Sultan aap bht thak gai hongi, hum utha lete hen
Razia; maa k liye bache ka wazan kabhi boj nhi hta Yaqut, aur ye to hamare dil ka hissa hen, apne dil ko to har koi har waqt uthaye rkhta he na
She walked away.
Zubruddin Mirza Rasheel, Razia Sultan's 3 year old son, a very cute and active kid , he had inherited his cute looks from his mother, the cute little pink lips, the very milky cheeks and the same valor and bravery, but his eyes and his hair were inherited from his father, he had exactly the same eyes, the same color the same shape and the same charm, and he was charming just like his dad, whoever met him grew fond of him instantly. He was the apple of everybody's eyes in the palace. Shamshad though intially hated Razia for getting married that way but once he was born couldn't control but love him, she called him "qutubu" because according to her he was very much like his great grand dad the great Qutub-ud-din Aibak, Shazia didn't have her own kids for now and so she loved Zubruddin as her own son too, and he was the best friend of Yasir, they were not like uncle and nephew but more like best buddies. He was the reason of everybody's smile ever since Nasir and his mom died and after him Altamash had no choice but make Razia his heir, though her past life and her husband led to many controversies but everybody had to ignore that infront of her capabilities that her other brothers lacked, and after many fights and difficulties, Razia did become the Sultan and her people accepted her and the issue of her husband was now forgotten and everybody thought he would never return, but in her heart Razia knew that he was alive because her heart was still beating and that meant he was still breathing, she knew he was alive and healthy and that she would one day find him for sure, she made sure her son knew about his father, and had a place for him in his heart, it was not his but her fault that they were separated and she tried all in her will to find him but failed. She did not loose hope and continued to wait, because she knew their love was pure and that true love always triumphs.
Razia; ab so jaiye zubu aapko daure ki saari kahaniyan hum suna chuke hen
Zubu; par ammi aap ne kisi ladai ki kahani to batai hi nahi
Razia; esi koi ladai hui hi nahi to hum kese btayen? acha ab so jaiye aur hamen bhi sone dijiye hum bht thak gye hen
Zubu; acha ami aap ko hum tang nhi krenge, hum badi nani jaan k paas jate hen bade nana ki kisi jung ki kahani k baare me sun k hum so jayenge
Razia; acha theek he jaiye
he an away and Razia smiled.
Razia; aap bilkul apne abu jese hen zubu, wesi hi baten wesi hi adayen, wesi hi shararten, kahan hen aap mirza ab aa bhi jaiye hamare paas, hum jaante hen aap bht akele hogaye honge, hamare paas to phir bhi aapki nishani hai, pr aapke paas to hamare dupatte k ilawa kuch bhi nhi, aap ko to pta bhi hoga k aapki mohtarma ab delhi sultanate ki sultan he, kese dhunde aapko mirza , kya kren hum
She closed her eyes to control her tears and fell asleep remembering the few days she spend with him.
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It was just another day in bhatinda, though it wasn't summer but the fire inside him was still burning and it burned everything around him.
Altunia sat on a rock throwing pebbles in the water, Zaroon miyan came to sit by his side
Zaroon; kya socha he tumne mirza? aage kya krna he
Altunia; kitni baar kahen humen mirza mat bulao, sirf Ikhtiar ud din, hamara naam sirf IKhtiar ud din he ab, mirza ko to mohtarma apne saath le gaeen, aur Altunia apni ami k saath dafan ho chuka he. AB bas bacha he Ikhtiar ud din, jo Delhi Sultanate ki neeve ko hila kr rkh dega, is sultanate k har sultan ne humse kuch na kuch cheena he, ab is sultanate se iske sultan ko hi cheen lenge hum.
Zaroon; par tum karoge kya? na hamare paas koi waseela he na koi saathi? akele kese kroge sb?
Altunia; hum akele hi puri foj ko hila skte hen zaroon miyan, sabse pehle to hum Bhatinda ko wapas hasil krenge aur phir hum delhi sultanate k khilaf khade honge, Us Razia Sultan se hum uska sab kuch cheen lenge sab kuch
Zaroon; miyan hamari bhabhi jaan ka naam bhi to...
Altunia; haan zaroon miyan, hamari mohtarma ka naam bhi Razia hi hai, hamen yaqeen he wo bhi inhi shahi logon ki wja se hamen chod kr chali gai thi us raat. Bas ek baar hum delhi sultanate ka thaqht ulat den, phir apni mohtarma ko dhundne k liye zameen aasman ek krdenge.
Zaroon; pr miyan tum ye sb kroge kese?
Altunia; hamare jazbaton se bht khel chuke hen sb ab hamari bari he zaroon miyan, bhatinda ko hasil krne k liye hamen ab uske subedaar ko na ehel krwana hoga aur khud uski jaga leni hogi, sultan ko apne jaal me esa phasayenge hum k bahar niqalne ka koi rasta nhi dikhega unhe. Razia Sultan, qamar kas lo, tumhara zawal ab door nahi...
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