We came closer to the palace and it kept getting bigger by the minute until we were at the entrance and Pooja went and touched the pillar of the entrance and her mouth hanged open and look up at the wall surrounding the palace."Beautiful and huge isn't it!".I said looking at Pooja with a smile.
"Huge.....it truly is!".she replied back.
"Please!.....don't touch the walls of the palace......Rani Kashi doesn't like anyone touching the walls,it would ruined the whiteness of the marble!".the servant uttered with fear is his words.
We were left with a shock on our faces and Pooja instantly pulled her hand away and rushed to my side,I indicated to the servant that we can carry on walking and left into the palace.we carried on walking,and the palace just blew our minds away with it stunning light peach tiling floor and the walls covered in gold paint with servant's and people passing us by.
It's was so confusing with the palace being dividend into many sections and rooms and hallways which one would easily get lost in this place,till we arrived at wooden door with two gold handles in the center.the servant took both handles and pushed the door opened slowly and the hall had a see threw roof which let the red sun light shine in and created a light red color across the hall and gold lanterns with flames burning bright in it at each pillar and to our left a small white cloth lay against the wall where the musicians was supposed to be seated.
We walked into the hall and Pooja and I stood with the girls at the center while the musicians took their place on our left.we all sat down and placed our ankle bells to our ankles and one of the girl's were passing a dupatta to each one of us with a different color until she gave me a white one which fit perfectly with my lehenga.
Then as the horns went off and speaker standing at the entrance of the hall announced the royal family presence.we covered our faces with our dupattas as they enter and walked pass us with me especially catching a glimpse of Bajirao in black shewani which made him look handsome to my eyes.they were all seated when the speaker announced another important guest before we started dancing and the hall was filling with members of the royal council and members of nobel or royal families from kingdoms far and wide.
He announced the presence of Rajkumari(Princess) Meera of Amritsar and her name woke me up immediately and turned to look at her.she enter in with a red lehenga
And gold jewellery from a pair of earrings and gold chain around her neck,her skin flawless without any makeup and hair long and wavy brown curls which made her stood out of the crowd and her face with no expression indicating how she feels.from my point catching a glimpse again,she was beautiful but I don't know what the future has in-store for the three of us.she took her place next to Bajirao and him looking all emotionless,felt sad for putting on the show from my side and Meera smiling with her soon to be mother-in-law kashi.The speaker announced our presence and left afterwards.everyone waiting for us to start and out of the blue the musicians started singing and the beating of the drums which gave us the signal to dance.we started dancing with our dupatta still covering our heads until I went to the center of the hall and we threw our dupattas off our heads,with everyone amazed with this unique performance and sitting opposite me with his emotionless face,my eyes caught his and I winked at him and he was instantly shocked to see me but lit up at the same time and couldn't take his eyes off me and move his chair abit forward then the rest,one member of the Singh family saw the prince southern reaction and didn't like what they were seeing happening infront of them.
Their eyes fell on me as they followed the trail of Bajirao eyes to me and it face turned abit in disgust.I danced with my heart and soul in a way to also express my love to Bajirao and it has capture everyone attention in the room,with the last piece of our dance,I spined continues around the hall and passing many people until the song came to a near end and I slowly twirled with my head up looking at ceiling and as the music stop,I stopped and looked down directly into Bajirao face with inches away from him and said whispering silently"Meri jaan!".with only the royal family hearing what came out his mouth.
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The untold story of a Courtesan
Historical FictionFor many of us, we grow up hearing stories of how bad prostitutes are and courtesans just being an older version and what they mean in our society. But majority of people don't seem to realize that these women are humans at the end of the day. peop...