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(kar dena yaar ... mera dil mat tod dena)
The war is continue but main person is dead. I have taken my phupi's revenge. I was feeling a rush of emotions in me right now.
I just want to run and hug Ishwasa so tight. I was feeling like dying at this moment. I feel if I did not hug Ishwasa right now I must loose control on myself. My phupi was my whole childhood. When I was young I spent my maximum time with phupijaan. She was more than ammi to me.
Because of responsibilities of kingdom and palace ammi was always busy. If free then any dispute between harem women got her attention and she had to leave me. No doubt she loved me so much but Phupi jaan was the one who was my first teacher. The person I would love to spend my whole day with. She used to fulfil my every wish. She even get scolding from ammi and abbu that she was spoiling me but she never stopped spoiling me but one day suddenly she got married and my little world shattered.
I was just 13 when she was married to Mongols. I was the person who cried the most during her departure. I clearly remember that I did not eat anything for two days because always she used to make me eat with her hands only. It was very tough for me.
And when she returned after almost a year then I was over the moon. I cleaned her room by myself and decorated too. I help the attendees in decorating the palace as my phupi was coming. It was no less than EID for me.
But world turned upside down when I witnessed her in Pale, thin, miserable state. She was so beautiful but now her all beauty was shattered. I can see the various marks on her body which told me that she was beaten. She was barely speaking anything.
Ammi jaan cried hugging her and abba huzur as well. I was devastated to witness her in that state. I hugged her and cried for hours, insisting her to speak but she was not uttering a single world. She was only crying that too with closed eyes.
8 months passed like this. Ammi jaan took care of her very much, all of us did our best to encourage her to get well but she was not responding to anything. She was being treated from best medicinal experts but no use. She only talk to me that too very little. One day when she woke up in the morning, she visited ammi jaan's chamber to find me. She hugged me tightly and said,
"Promise me Ariz, you will take care of your wife. You will never ever raise you voice on her, you will never raise your weapon or hurt her physically. If she say no then it is a no. Promise me"
She was so in hurry when I did not respond, she again cried," Promise me Ariz"
"Promise phupi" I whispered.
"Promise me one more thing, You will be a one woman man, no harem." She said impatiently and I nodded.
When I was about to say something abba huzur interrupted," This is not right thing to do Noor, he will be king in future and we can not avoid political marriages and war gifts."
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ISHWASA : His warrior Begam
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