02-08-2026, 01:16 AM
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Darbaar mein us waqt bada rang jamа था.
Badi-badi diwaron par jalta hua deepak, sone ki jhalak, aur beech mein ek nartaki apne ghunghroo ki jhankaar ke saath thumke laga rahi thi. Tabla aur shehnai ki aawaz mein pura darbaar jhoom raha tha. Maharaj Vikram Singh apne singhasan par baithe the, chehre par ek bani-banayi muskurahat. Unke bagal mein Badi Rani Sugna Devi baithi thin — zevaron se ladi hui, lekin unki aankhein darbaar ke har kone par nazar rakh rahi thin.
Tabhi ek doot tez kadmon se andar aaya. Usne pehle nartaki ko ishara kiya, phir unchi aawaz mein bola:
**Doot:** “Maharaj! Bahar Sultan Lodi Khan ka sandeshwahak khada hai. Woh aapse milna chahta hai… aur unka sandesh laaya hai.”
Darbaar mein ekdam khamoshi chha gayi. Tabla ruk gaya. Nartaki ek kone mein hat gayi. Sugna Devi ne apne pati ki taraf dekha. Maharaj ka chehra thoda sakht ho gaya.
**Vikram Singh:** “Sandeshwahak ko andar bulao.”
Thodi der baad ek ooncha, pathaila aadmi andar aaya. Usne Afghan style ka libaas pehna hua tha, kamar mein talwar, aur sir par ek kala pagdi. Usne jhukkar salam kiya, lekin uski aankhon mein koi narmi nahi thi.
**Mirza Khan:** “Maharaj Vikram Singh… main Mirza Khan, Sultan Lodi Khan ka khas sandeshwahak. Mere aaqa ne mujhe aapke darbaar mein bheja hai.”
**Vikram Singh:** “Kaho, Mirza Khan. Sultan kya sandesh bheja hai?”
Mirza Khan ne ek kadam aage badha. Usne apni aawaz unchi ki, taaki pura darbaar sun le.
**Mirza Khan:** “Sultan Lodi Khan farmate hain — Chandarpur ab unke adheen ho jaaye. Aap unke tabe ho jaayein. Kar ke roop mein itni badi dhanrashi dijiye jo aapke khazane ka bada hissa ho. Saath hi, apni sena ka ek hissa, bahut saara sona-chandi, aur das-bees sundar daasiyan bhi unke lashkar ke liye bhejiye.”
Darbaar mein logon ke chehre peele padne lage. Sugna Devi ne apne haath ki mutthi bana li.
Mirza Khan rukа नहीं. Usne aage kaha:
**Mirza Khan:** “Aur sabse zaroori baat… aapki teenon rajkumariyon ki shaadi Sultan ke putron se ho. Yeh rishta dono rajyon ke beech dosti ka pramaan hoga. Agar aap yeh sab maan lete hain, toh Sultan aapke mitra banenge. Agar inkaar kiya… toh unka lashkar Chandarpur ki diwaron ko rakhne nahi dega. Aapki riyasat mitti mein mil jaayegi.”
Maharaj Vikram Singh ke chehre par ab koi muskurahat nahi thi. Unhone dheere se kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Sultan badi himmat se maang rahe hain… hamari betiyan, hamara dhan, hamari sena… aur hamari wafaadari.”
**Mirza Khan:** “Yeh maang nahi, Maharaj… yeh unki meherbani hai. Woh aapko jeetne se pehle mauka de rahe hain.”
Phir Mirza Khan ne thoda aage badhkar, dheemi lekin saaf aawaz mein kaha:
**Mirza Khan:** “Aur ek baat aur… Sultan chahte hain ki aap mujhse akele mein miliye. Darbaar ke baahar, kisi niji kaksh mein. Kuch baatein aisi hain jo sabke saamne nahi kahi ja sakti.”
Sugna Devi ab chup nahi reh sakin. Unhone unchi aawaz mein kaha:
**Sugna Devi:** “Sandeshwahak! Tumhari himmat kaise hui ki hamari rajkumariyon ka naam apne moonh par laate ho? Chandarpur ki betiyan kisi ke darwaze par nahi bikne wali.”
Mirza Khan ne Sugna ki taraf dekha, lekin usne jawaab nahi diya. Usne seedha Maharaj ko dekha.
**Mirza Khan:** “Rani saheba ka gussa samajh sakta hoon… lekin faisla Maharaj ka hoga. Main yahin intezaar karunga. Akele milne ka jawab dijiye.”
Darbaar mein phir se gehli khamoshi chha gayi. Sirf diyon ki lau hil rahi thi. Maharaj Vikram Singh apne singhasan par baithe the, ek haath se apni daadi ko sehlaate hue. Unki aankhein Mirza Khan par thin… lekin dimaag kahin aur.
Sugna Devi ne apne pati ki taraf dekha. Unki aawaz mein ab chinta thi:
**Sugna:** “Maharaj… aap kya soch rahe hain?”
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Maharaj Vikram Singh ne darbaar se uthte hue Badi Rani Sugna Devi ki taraf dekha. Unhone dheemi aawaz mein kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Sugna… abhi gussa mat karo. Pehle iski poori baat sun lena zaroori hai. Jo bhi kehna hai, akele mein kahega. Uske baad sochenge.”
Sugna Devi ke chehre par naraazgi thi, lekin unhone sir jhukа लिया.
**Sugna:** “Jaise aap kahein, Maharaj. Lekin main us Afghan ke muh se apni betiyon ka naam phir nahi sunna chahti.”
Maharaj ne Mirza Khan ki taraf mudkar kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Sandeshwahak, aaj raat tum athithi-grih mein vişraam karo. Kal subah main tumse niji kaksh mein milunga.”
Mirza Khan ne halka sa sir jhukaya.
**Mirza Khan:** “Bahut achha, Maharaj.”
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Agle din subah.
Maharaj Vikram Singh apne niji diwan-khane mein baithe the. Kamra bada tha, lekin aaj usmein ek ajeeb si jehlat thi. Mirza Khan ko andar bulaya gaya.
Mirza Khan ne salam kiya aur seedhe baat par aa gaya.
**Mirza Khan:** “Maharaj, meri baat wahi hai jo kal darbaar mein kahi thi. Sultan Lodi Khan chahte hain ki Chandarpur unke adheen ho. Badi dhanrashi kar mein di jaye, sena aur daasiyan bheji jayein, aur aapki teenon rajkumariyon ki shaadi Sultan ke putron se ho.”
Maharaj ne thandi aawaz mein kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Yeh sab toh tumne kal bhi keh diya tha. Phir mujhe yahan akele kyun bulaya?”
Mirza Khan ne ek kadam aage badha. Usne apni aawaz thodi aur dheemi ki, lekin usmein ek ajeeb si ghamand thi.
**Mirza Khan:** “Kyunki kuch baatein sabke saamne nahi kahi ja sakti, Maharaj. Sultan ne mujhe kaha hai… unhone suna hai ki aapki Badi Rani Sugna Devi bahut sundar hain. Itni sundar ki unka yash door-door tak phaila hua hai. Sultan unka deedar karna chahte hain.”
Maharaj ke chehre ka rang badal gaya. Unhone zor se kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Kya kaha tune?”
**Mirza Khan:** “Aur jab rajkumariyon ki shaadi ho jaayegi… tab Sultan chahte hain ki aap apni Badi Rani ko unke mahal bhej dein. Woh unhe apne paas rakhna chahte hain.”
Maharaj ki mutthi bhinch gayi. Unhone uthkar Mirza Khan ke saamne kadam rakha. Aankhon mein gussa tha, lekin unhone khud ko rok liya.
**Vikram Singh:** “Tumhari himmat kaise hui… meri rani ka naam apne gande muh par laane ki?”
Mirza Khan ne bilkul nahi ghabraya.
**Mirza Khan:** “Main toh sirf sandesh de raha hoon, Maharaj. Faisla aapka hai. Main kal subah tak aapka jawaab intezaar karunga. Uske baad jo hoga, sohga.”
Maharaj ne thodi der tak usse dekha, phir dheere se kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Theek hai. Kal subah jawab dunga. Ab jao.”
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Uske thodi der baad.
Badi Rani Sugna Devi apne niji pooja-ghar mein baithi thin. Agarbatti ki khushboo faili hui thi. Unhone aankhein band ki hui thin, lekin dil nahi lag raha tha.
Tabhi peeche se kadmon ki aawaz aayi. Unhone aankhein kholi. Maharaj khade the.
**Sugna:** “Aap aa gaye… us Afghan se miliye? Kya kaha usne?”
Maharaj thodi der chup rahe. Phir unhone aage badhkar unke paas baith gaye. Unhone Sugna ka haath pakda.
**Vikram Singh:** “Usne wahi maanga jo kal darbaar mein kaha tha… dhan, sena, daasiyan, aur hamari betiyon ki shaadi.”
**Sugna:** “Aur…?”
Maharaj ki aawaz bhaari ho gayi.
**Vikram Singh:** “Aur usne kaha… Sultan tumhara deedar karna chahta hai. Usne suna hai tum bahut sundar ho. Aur jab betiyon ki shaadi ho jaayegi… tab woh chahta hai ki main tumhe uske mahal bhej doon.”
Sugna Devi ka chehra ekdam safed pad gaya. Unhone apna haath chhudane ki koshish ki, lekin Maharaj ne pakde rakha.
**Sugna:** “Kya…? Woh… mujhe…?”
**Vikram Singh:** “Haan. Usne yahi kaha.”
Sugna Devi ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, lekin unhone unhe rok liya. Unhone dheere se kaha:
**Sugna:** “Aapne kya jawaab diya?”
**Vikram Singh:** “Maine kaha… kal subah tak jawaab doonga.”
Dono thodi der chup rahe. Phir Sugna ne apne pati ki aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha:
**Sugna:** “Maharaj… aap soch bhi nahi sakte aisa. Main kisi Afghan ke mahal mein nahi jaaungi. Aur hamari betiyan bhi nahi jaayengi. Chahe jo ho.”
Maharaj ne unka haath zor se dabaya.
**Vikram Singh:** “Main jaanta hoon. Kal main usse saaf inkaar kar doonga. Chahe yudh hi kyun na ho.”
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Agle din subah.
Mirza Khan ko phir se niji kaksh mein bulaya gaya. Maharaj Vikram Singh khade the. Unke chehre par ab koi uljhan nahi thi.
**Vikram Singh:** “Mirza Khan, jaao aur apne Sultan se keh dena… Chandarpur kisi ke aage jhukne wala nahi. Na hum kar denge, na sena denge, na daasiyan, aur na hi hamari betiyon ki shaadi kisi Afghan se hogi. Aur meri rani ka naam dobara apne muh par mat lana.”
Mirza Khan ke chehre par ek thin si muskurahat aa gayi.
**Mirza Khan:** “Maharaj… aap badi galti kar rahe hain. Sultan Lodi Khan kisi ko do baar mauka nahi dete. Ab jo hoga, uske liye taiyaar rehna. Yudh aane wala hai… aur is baar woh sirf qile nahi, sab kuch lega.”
Usne salam kiya, mudа, aur chala gaya.
Maharaj khidki ke paas khade reh gaye. Door, ufaq par, kaale baadal uth rahe the.
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Badi-badi diwaron par jalta hua deepak, sone ki jhalak, aur beech mein ek nartaki apne ghunghroo ki jhankaar ke saath thumke laga rahi thi. Tabla aur shehnai ki aawaz mein pura darbaar jhoom raha tha. Maharaj Vikram Singh apne singhasan par baithe the, chehre par ek bani-banayi muskurahat. Unke bagal mein Badi Rani Sugna Devi baithi thin — zevaron se ladi hui, lekin unki aankhein darbaar ke har kone par nazar rakh rahi thin.
Tabhi ek doot tez kadmon se andar aaya. Usne pehle nartaki ko ishara kiya, phir unchi aawaz mein bola:
**Doot:** “Maharaj! Bahar Sultan Lodi Khan ka sandeshwahak khada hai. Woh aapse milna chahta hai… aur unka sandesh laaya hai.”
Darbaar mein ekdam khamoshi chha gayi. Tabla ruk gaya. Nartaki ek kone mein hat gayi. Sugna Devi ne apne pati ki taraf dekha. Maharaj ka chehra thoda sakht ho gaya.
**Vikram Singh:** “Sandeshwahak ko andar bulao.”
Thodi der baad ek ooncha, pathaila aadmi andar aaya. Usne Afghan style ka libaas pehna hua tha, kamar mein talwar, aur sir par ek kala pagdi. Usne jhukkar salam kiya, lekin uski aankhon mein koi narmi nahi thi.
**Mirza Khan:** “Maharaj Vikram Singh… main Mirza Khan, Sultan Lodi Khan ka khas sandeshwahak. Mere aaqa ne mujhe aapke darbaar mein bheja hai.”
**Vikram Singh:** “Kaho, Mirza Khan. Sultan kya sandesh bheja hai?”
Mirza Khan ne ek kadam aage badha. Usne apni aawaz unchi ki, taaki pura darbaar sun le.
**Mirza Khan:** “Sultan Lodi Khan farmate hain — Chandarpur ab unke adheen ho jaaye. Aap unke tabe ho jaayein. Kar ke roop mein itni badi dhanrashi dijiye jo aapke khazane ka bada hissa ho. Saath hi, apni sena ka ek hissa, bahut saara sona-chandi, aur das-bees sundar daasiyan bhi unke lashkar ke liye bhejiye.”
Darbaar mein logon ke chehre peele padne lage. Sugna Devi ne apne haath ki mutthi bana li.
Mirza Khan rukа नहीं. Usne aage kaha:
**Mirza Khan:** “Aur sabse zaroori baat… aapki teenon rajkumariyon ki shaadi Sultan ke putron se ho. Yeh rishta dono rajyon ke beech dosti ka pramaan hoga. Agar aap yeh sab maan lete hain, toh Sultan aapke mitra banenge. Agar inkaar kiya… toh unka lashkar Chandarpur ki diwaron ko rakhne nahi dega. Aapki riyasat mitti mein mil jaayegi.”
Maharaj Vikram Singh ke chehre par ab koi muskurahat nahi thi. Unhone dheere se kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Sultan badi himmat se maang rahe hain… hamari betiyan, hamara dhan, hamari sena… aur hamari wafaadari.”
**Mirza Khan:** “Yeh maang nahi, Maharaj… yeh unki meherbani hai. Woh aapko jeetne se pehle mauka de rahe hain.”
Phir Mirza Khan ne thoda aage badhkar, dheemi lekin saaf aawaz mein kaha:
**Mirza Khan:** “Aur ek baat aur… Sultan chahte hain ki aap mujhse akele mein miliye. Darbaar ke baahar, kisi niji kaksh mein. Kuch baatein aisi hain jo sabke saamne nahi kahi ja sakti.”
Sugna Devi ab chup nahi reh sakin. Unhone unchi aawaz mein kaha:
**Sugna Devi:** “Sandeshwahak! Tumhari himmat kaise hui ki hamari rajkumariyon ka naam apne moonh par laate ho? Chandarpur ki betiyan kisi ke darwaze par nahi bikne wali.”
Mirza Khan ne Sugna ki taraf dekha, lekin usne jawaab nahi diya. Usne seedha Maharaj ko dekha.
**Mirza Khan:** “Rani saheba ka gussa samajh sakta hoon… lekin faisla Maharaj ka hoga. Main yahin intezaar karunga. Akele milne ka jawab dijiye.”
Darbaar mein phir se gehli khamoshi chha gayi. Sirf diyon ki lau hil rahi thi. Maharaj Vikram Singh apne singhasan par baithe the, ek haath se apni daadi ko sehlaate hue. Unki aankhein Mirza Khan par thin… lekin dimaag kahin aur.
Sugna Devi ne apne pati ki taraf dekha. Unki aawaz mein ab chinta thi:
**Sugna:** “Maharaj… aap kya soch rahe hain?”
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Maharaj Vikram Singh ne darbaar se uthte hue Badi Rani Sugna Devi ki taraf dekha. Unhone dheemi aawaz mein kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Sugna… abhi gussa mat karo. Pehle iski poori baat sun lena zaroori hai. Jo bhi kehna hai, akele mein kahega. Uske baad sochenge.”
Sugna Devi ke chehre par naraazgi thi, lekin unhone sir jhukа लिया.
**Sugna:** “Jaise aap kahein, Maharaj. Lekin main us Afghan ke muh se apni betiyon ka naam phir nahi sunna chahti.”
Maharaj ne Mirza Khan ki taraf mudkar kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Sandeshwahak, aaj raat tum athithi-grih mein vişraam karo. Kal subah main tumse niji kaksh mein milunga.”
Mirza Khan ne halka sa sir jhukaya.
**Mirza Khan:** “Bahut achha, Maharaj.”
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Agle din subah.
Maharaj Vikram Singh apne niji diwan-khane mein baithe the. Kamra bada tha, lekin aaj usmein ek ajeeb si jehlat thi. Mirza Khan ko andar bulaya gaya.
Mirza Khan ne salam kiya aur seedhe baat par aa gaya.
**Mirza Khan:** “Maharaj, meri baat wahi hai jo kal darbaar mein kahi thi. Sultan Lodi Khan chahte hain ki Chandarpur unke adheen ho. Badi dhanrashi kar mein di jaye, sena aur daasiyan bheji jayein, aur aapki teenon rajkumariyon ki shaadi Sultan ke putron se ho.”
Maharaj ne thandi aawaz mein kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Yeh sab toh tumne kal bhi keh diya tha. Phir mujhe yahan akele kyun bulaya?”
Mirza Khan ne ek kadam aage badha. Usne apni aawaz thodi aur dheemi ki, lekin usmein ek ajeeb si ghamand thi.
**Mirza Khan:** “Kyunki kuch baatein sabke saamne nahi kahi ja sakti, Maharaj. Sultan ne mujhe kaha hai… unhone suna hai ki aapki Badi Rani Sugna Devi bahut sundar hain. Itni sundar ki unka yash door-door tak phaila hua hai. Sultan unka deedar karna chahte hain.”
Maharaj ke chehre ka rang badal gaya. Unhone zor se kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Kya kaha tune?”
**Mirza Khan:** “Aur jab rajkumariyon ki shaadi ho jaayegi… tab Sultan chahte hain ki aap apni Badi Rani ko unke mahal bhej dein. Woh unhe apne paas rakhna chahte hain.”
Maharaj ki mutthi bhinch gayi. Unhone uthkar Mirza Khan ke saamne kadam rakha. Aankhon mein gussa tha, lekin unhone khud ko rok liya.
**Vikram Singh:** “Tumhari himmat kaise hui… meri rani ka naam apne gande muh par laane ki?”
Mirza Khan ne bilkul nahi ghabraya.
**Mirza Khan:** “Main toh sirf sandesh de raha hoon, Maharaj. Faisla aapka hai. Main kal subah tak aapka jawaab intezaar karunga. Uske baad jo hoga, sohga.”
Maharaj ne thodi der tak usse dekha, phir dheere se kaha:
**Vikram Singh:** “Theek hai. Kal subah jawab dunga. Ab jao.”
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Uske thodi der baad.
Badi Rani Sugna Devi apne niji pooja-ghar mein baithi thin. Agarbatti ki khushboo faili hui thi. Unhone aankhein band ki hui thin, lekin dil nahi lag raha tha.
Tabhi peeche se kadmon ki aawaz aayi. Unhone aankhein kholi. Maharaj khade the.
**Sugna:** “Aap aa gaye… us Afghan se miliye? Kya kaha usne?”
Maharaj thodi der chup rahe. Phir unhone aage badhkar unke paas baith gaye. Unhone Sugna ka haath pakda.
**Vikram Singh:** “Usne wahi maanga jo kal darbaar mein kaha tha… dhan, sena, daasiyan, aur hamari betiyon ki shaadi.”
**Sugna:** “Aur…?”
Maharaj ki aawaz bhaari ho gayi.
**Vikram Singh:** “Aur usne kaha… Sultan tumhara deedar karna chahta hai. Usne suna hai tum bahut sundar ho. Aur jab betiyon ki shaadi ho jaayegi… tab woh chahta hai ki main tumhe uske mahal bhej doon.”
Sugna Devi ka chehra ekdam safed pad gaya. Unhone apna haath chhudane ki koshish ki, lekin Maharaj ne pakde rakha.
**Sugna:** “Kya…? Woh… mujhe…?”
**Vikram Singh:** “Haan. Usne yahi kaha.”
Sugna Devi ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, lekin unhone unhe rok liya. Unhone dheere se kaha:
**Sugna:** “Aapne kya jawaab diya?”
**Vikram Singh:** “Maine kaha… kal subah tak jawaab doonga.”
Dono thodi der chup rahe. Phir Sugna ne apne pati ki aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha:
**Sugna:** “Maharaj… aap soch bhi nahi sakte aisa. Main kisi Afghan ke mahal mein nahi jaaungi. Aur hamari betiyan bhi nahi jaayengi. Chahe jo ho.”
Maharaj ne unka haath zor se dabaya.
**Vikram Singh:** “Main jaanta hoon. Kal main usse saaf inkaar kar doonga. Chahe yudh hi kyun na ho.”
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Agle din subah.
Mirza Khan ko phir se niji kaksh mein bulaya gaya. Maharaj Vikram Singh khade the. Unke chehre par ab koi uljhan nahi thi.
**Vikram Singh:** “Mirza Khan, jaao aur apne Sultan se keh dena… Chandarpur kisi ke aage jhukne wala nahi. Na hum kar denge, na sena denge, na daasiyan, aur na hi hamari betiyon ki shaadi kisi Afghan se hogi. Aur meri rani ka naam dobara apne muh par mat lana.”
Mirza Khan ke chehre par ek thin si muskurahat aa gayi.
**Mirza Khan:** “Maharaj… aap badi galti kar rahe hain. Sultan Lodi Khan kisi ko do baar mauka nahi dete. Ab jo hoga, uske liye taiyaar rehna. Yudh aane wala hai… aur is baar woh sirf qile nahi, sab kuch lega.”
Usne salam kiya, mudа, aur chala gaya.
Maharaj khidki ke paas khade reh gaye. Door, ufaq par, kaale baadal uth rahe the.
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