Mohabbat-e-Mohra🖇️(2)

Unkahi dasta🦋

"Nazrein bolen duniya bole

dil ki zaban haaye dil ki zubaan"

"Ishq maange ishq chahe koi toofan"

"Chalna aahiste ishq naya hai

Pehla yeh vada humne kiya hai"

"O re piya haye.... "

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Shubman and Ishan sat near the royal gardens, their usual spot far from prying eyes.

Ishan plucked at the petals of a flower, his smile playful.

while Shubman leaned back, watching him with fondness.

Shubman : Tu hamesha yeh phoolon ke saath kya karta rehta hai?

Ishan: (laughing)

Yeh soch raha hoon ki agar yeh phool mein apko  de doon, toh ap ise sambhal kar rakhega ya phir kisi kitab mein rakh doge?

Shubman : Main toh ise apne dil ke paas rakhunga. Waise bhi, phool toh waise hi murjhate hain, lekin tu toh kabhi nahi badlega.

Ishan :

Rajkumar, apki baatein sun kar lagta hai apka dil sach mein shayar hai."

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Suddenly, the sound of boots on gravel startled them.

One of the royal guards appeared in the distance, scanning the area. Ishan’s eyes widened in panic.

Ishan: (hissing softly)

Shubman apke saath baithna toh jaan jokhim mein dalna hai.

Shubman : Kya karein? Tumhara saath hi toh dil lagta hai.

Ishan :

Main jaa raha hoon. Tum yahin raho aur apni rajkumar wali izzat sambhalo.

Shubman: (reaching out to stop him)

"Ishan—"

But Ishan was already darting away, his soft laughter trailing behind him.

That night, Shubman returned to the neem tree, where Ishan should be waiting for him as always.

But the space under the tree was empty, the silence heavy.

For a moment, he thought Ishan might be late, but then he heard

sound of soft sobs coming from behind the garden wall.

Shubman followed the sound,

He found Ishan sitting on a stone, his knees pulled up to his chest, his face buried in his hands.

Shubman: *softly*

Ishan?

Ishan looked up, his eyes red and glistening with tears. He quickly wiped his face, trying to mask his pain.

Ishan:

Kya kar rahe ho yahan? Raat kaafi ho chuki hai.

Shubman: *kneeling in front of him*

Mujhe yeh mat batao ki raat ho chuki hai. Mujhe yeh batao, tum kyun ro rahe ho?

Ishan : Kuch nahi. Main toh bas...

Shubman: Ishan, tum jhoot bolne mein achhe nahi ho. Sach batao.

Ishan hesitated, his hands trembling slightly.

Ishan:

Main yeh sab nahi kar sakta, Shubman. Main apse  door rehna chahta hoon, par tum ho ke har jagah aa jaate ho.

Shubman : Kya matlab? Tum mujhse door kyun rehna chahte ho?

Ishan :

Kyunki... kyunki main apse  pyaar karne laga hoon. Aur yeh galat hai. Ap  ek rajkumar ho, aur main... main sirf ek aam insaan. Apke  saath rehna ek sapna hai, aur sapne kabhi sach nahi hote.

Shubman: *taking his hands*

Ishan, sapne kabhi-kabhi sach hote hain, agar unmein yakeen kiya jaaye. Tum kyun sochte ho ki yeh pyaar galat hai?

Ishan :

Kyunki yeh duniya kabhi humari baat nahi samjhegi! Apke log, apka  parivaar, woh kabhi is rishte ko nahi maanenge. Apka  yeh rajgaddi ka farz, woh apke  pyaar ko hamesha dabane  ki koshish karega.

Shubman: *cupping his face*

Toh kya karoon? Kya apne dil ko maar doon sirf isliye kyunki duniya samajhne ke liye tayaar nahi hai? Tum mere liye duniya se alag ho, Ishan. Tum woh ho jo mere saare farz aur daulat se zyada maaine  rakhta hai.

Ishan : Par main apke  sapne mein rukawat nahi banna chahta...

Shubman :

Rukawat? Tum toh mere sapno ki wajah ho. Tumhare bina toh main kuch bhi nahi hoon. Tumhare saath ek raat neem ke ped ke neeche bitana, mujhe raja banne se zyada khushi deta hai.

Shubman:

Waise, tum ro kar bhi kitne pyare lagte ho. Main sochta hoon, agar tum mujhe har din daantne ki bajaye sirf pyaar karte, toh duniya kitni achhi hoti.

Ishan : Pagal ho tum, bilkul pagal.

Shubman:

Pagal toh hoon, par sirf tumhare liye.

Ishan smiled, his heart lighter, as the two sat under the moonlit sky.

The kingdom was in mourning. The queen, worshipped as a goddess by her people, had passed away after a long illness.

Her death left a void not just in the royal family but in the hearts of the citizens.

The entire court wore white,

Shubman stood in the grand hall, staring at the throne where his mother once sat.

His father, Maharaja Tej Singh, approached him, his face stern yet tired.

Maharaja:

Shubman... rani ke jaane ke baad yeh rajya ek nai devi ka intezaar karega. Yeh tumhari zimmedaari hai ki tum us jagah ko bhar do. Rajkumar ke roop mein tumhe jaldi hi vivaah karna hoga.

Shubman : Mujhe pata hai, pita ji. Par maine apne jeevan saathi ka chayan kar liya hai.

Maharaja : Accha? Koun hai woh

Jisse savyam rajkumar neh chuna hai.

Shubman : ishan.

Maharaja :

Kya?! Woh ek veshya (courtesan)hai  Yeh tumhare muh se kaisa mazaak sun raha hoon?

Shubman : Yeh mazaak nahi hai, pita ji. Yeh mera faisla hai.

Maharaj :

Shubman! Tum samajhte ho ki tum ek rajkumar ho? Tumhara vivaah sirf ek rajkumari se ho sakta hai, jo is rajya ki devi ban sake. Ishan ek aam insaan hai, ek... ek veshya ka beta  Tumhari maa ko log devi ke roop mein poojte the. Kya tum sochte ho ki log Ishan ko sweekar karenge?

Shubman :

Main sirf itna jaanta hoon ki ek rajkumar hone ka matlab yeh nahi hai ki mera dil nahi hai. Haan, main ek rajkumar hoon, par pehle main ek insaan hoon. Aur mera insani dil sirf usse chahta hai jo meri khushi ki wajah hai. Ishan meri zindagi ka hissa ban chuka hai, aur main uske bina jeene ka soch bhi nahi sakta.

Maharaja. :

Kya tum yeh sochte ho ki tumhare ek faisle se pura rajya ka kya hoga? Tum apni khushi ke liye apni praja ka vishwas tod doge?

Shubman :

Main yeh sochta hoon ki praja tabhi khush hoti hai jab unka raja khush hota hai. Aur main tabhi khush ho sakta hoon jab meri zindagi mein woh ho jo mera jeevan saarthak banata hai. Mujhe yeh nahi lagta ki devi banne ke liye ek rani ka janam lena zaroori hai. Devi banne ke liye ek achhe dil ka hona zaroori ha

Maharaja Tej Singh look at his son with proud smile.

Maharaja :

Shubman, tu toh mujhe hamesha hi hairaan karta hai.

Shubman : pita ji..

Maharaja :

Main sirf tumhara pareeksha

le raha tha, beta mujhe dekhna tha ki tum ek raja banne ke yogya ho ya nhi. Main dekhna chahta tha ki tum apne dil ki baat par kitne mazboot khade rahte ho. Aur aaj tumne mujhe yeh dikha diya ki tum sirf ek rajkumar hi nahi, balki ek sache insaan bhi ho.

Shubman:

Toh aap... aap yeh sab...

Maharaja :

Main tumhari khushi ke khilaaf kabhi nahi jaaunga, Shubman. Agar tumhe lagta hai ki Ishan is rajya ki devi banne ke layak hai, toh main tumhara faisla sweekar karta hoon. Pyaar ek samarth devta hai, aur tumne yeh saabit kar diya.

Shubman : Shukriya, pita ji. Aapka vishwas mere liye sabse bada samman hai.

Maharaja:

Ja beta, apne sapno ko jee. Aur yaad rakh, ek raja wahi hai jo apne logon ka hi nahi, apne dil ki sunta ho.

Shubman smiled, his resolve stronger than ever.

He knew that the road ahead would not be easy, but with his father’s blessing, he was ready to face whatever challenges came his way.

for love, for Ishan, and for a kingdom that deserved a ruler who ruled with his heart.

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The end~

Byee~

Take care!!