Tara a young girl just unexpectedly time travels from her dadi's book and reaches in mid 8th century between where there was no way to return back to 21st century .
she has to survive at that century alone without advanced resources. It was still...
As she came Everyone stood up Fold their hand in namste sign And bend down to her
I did the same too
She raised a hand Maid near her slides the curtain
Now she was visible
I would must say Good genes of 8th century
She was so beautiful and her attire, attitude, everything was complementing each other
She sat on chair like a queen
We sat on ground floor
She introduced herself As
Aap log jante hi hoge ki yaha aap sab bharti ke liye aaye he.
Raj Mahal me kam karne ke liye . Jiske badle me aapka rahna , khana , peena or puri zindagi ka guzara yahi Mahal me hoga.
Ab aap log Mahal ke bahar nahi jayenge jab tak ki aagya na ho. Or jite ji Jane ka sochna bhi mat. Hame nahi pasand ki ek bar log hamare yaha aaye or jaye Dushmano se humle ka khatra badhta hai isse
Ab aapki sirf arthi hi uthegi yahase .
Ohh her political view was logical
She continued
Ab aap sab ko koi na koi kam Diya jayega aapki yogyata ke anusar
Le me meri to yogyata hone ke bad bhi kuch nahi h
She then clapped Maids come with table Ink Paper Some stuff
So they will write who is given which work
Nice
Means women here are not illiterate
She started and to my surprise she took a test too
One lady said she knows how to cook
Maharani orders and another door opens in same chamber Where there was many things mini kitchen Dancing pairs Musical instruments Beauty products Cleaning materials Clothes to stitch and designing material And so on
Oh wow
She will not leave anyone easily
Seeing that I gain some confidence I can do makeup very well I can be fashion designer as I will give them all the designs I know from 21st century
But the problem is here,
One by one everyone gave test. And now it's my turn.
I stood up and went there.
So I had already observed many of them so I did the same
Bowed before her
Maharani " kya nam h aapka devi?"
Tara
" Umra?"
20 saal
" Itni Kam umra me aapko kam ki kese zarurat padi, kher , ye bataie kis kam me nipun h aap?"
" Ji me makeup and fashion designing" I said after comparing my situation in 21st and this century
Maharani " ji kya ?"
" Ah, makeup and ....
Mera matlab he , aaa. Mmmm
Shringar ha shringar me or
Fashion aaa aa kapdo ke mamle me ha vo vala" then I pointed towards that clothing area
"Ahh thik he Tara , lekin aap , aapki boli, aapke kapde se aap yaha ke Pradesh ki hi nahi lagti, kaha se he aap or yaha kese aai?"
I knew it , I noticed this even before .
Ladies here are not dressed like mine
They have drapped cloth like a saree but so short with off shoulder blouse Oh Yes now I remembered
I learned it in history
That women wear kanchuki Off shoulder bra or blouse type And they were not objectifying at that time like ours.
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Many women are like this in simple dress
And I was in heavy choli, designer blouse and chunri
I answered " maharani ji, vo me yaha .. aa. Yaha pas hi me rahti hu."
Maharani. " Magar rajya ka koi name to hoga, or tumhari zaban bhi kafi saf he, tumhari boli yaha se kafi alag hai, Koi ucha gharane ki lagti ho, Kahi dushman rajya se to nahi?"
" Nahi nahi maharani ji, ye aap kesi bat kar rahi h? Me eee me vo na me aap nahi samjegi Vo ham na thoda yaha se bahar ke Pradesh me Jake aaye hai . To voh vaha ka thoda rahan-sahan aa gaya hai , bas or kuch nahi " I replied
" Thik he , achhe Ghar ki lagti ho , man lete hai "
" Ab jese ki tumne kaha ke tum shringar or vastra ( kapde) ka karya ( work ) dekh sakti ho to Vastra to dekhe hamne tumhare or shringar bhi tumne kiya hua he Ham chahte hai ki nritya karke dikhao . Tumhari chal kafi naram h , kamar bhi lachkili h, Kathore chal nahi h Ek achhi nrityangana ( dancer ) ki chal esi hi hoti h, Kya ham sahi kah rahe he n ? Tumhe aata he nritya?"
Oh god her eyes noticed this much probably due to traditional clothes
" Ji , magar classic ahh Mera matlab shashtriya nritya nahi aata. "
Maharani" to kesa aata h? "
Ji vo bollywood, hollywood songs esa sab kuch
" Hmm, ye to kafi alag nritya ke prakar lag rahe he Thik h ham kahte h dasi se tum us per nach karo."
What nach Nritya was a good term But nach I felt like .. Leave I have no other option
Dasi started playing instrument and I could feel that erotic sense, that if she wants me to seduce her or what?
" Kya hua shuru karo!"
Ji maf kijiye maharani magar Ham ye ... Esi dhun pe nahi kar sakte.
She looked into my eyes
I looked at her Our eyes locked
I could feel her anger as her ego was hurt by listening no from a commoner
Everyone was scared of her but I was looking into her eyes
" Thik he fir, Aaj se tum hamari Mukhya dasi( head maid )
What , all of sudden I could sense her silence was something hiding from me and sudden decision I hope she is not planning to take revenge with me .
" Jesa aap kahe maharani!"
Now I am head maid
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