This is a story based from the blockbuster movie Padmaavat. But this story will be different. Rani Padmaavati will be replaced with my own character Mastani (the name is take from Bajirao Mastani). Mastani's story with Alauddin Khilji is very differ...
I was siting in my room with my maidens. I was getting dressed for today. As I am a princess I had to look pretty all the time. And I was kind of tired of it. I never wore too much jewellery. Most Queens wear all the heavy and a lot jewellery. This was the dress I wore.
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When my maidens saw me, one of them said, "Mashallah, Rajkumari sahiba aap toh Jannat se utra ek farishta lag rahi ho."
After hearing her words, I replied with a big smile on my face, "Shukariya"
After saying that I left my room and went to wish the king and the queen.
I stopped before my parents room. I knocked their door and I heard my mother's voice that told me to come in.
I opened the door and came inside the room. Their room was huge and beautiful. It had a theme of red and white colors. There was a huge bed on my left side with white cover and red pillows. On my right was a door which led to their bathroom. rest of room had different things in different parts of the room such as small sofas, chairs, dressing tables, etc....
"Sat Sri Akal, Ma" I said to my mother. "Sat Sri Akal, beta" she replied to me with a smile.
"Aaj kuch khaas baat hai kya?" I asked my mother.
"Nahi toh, kyu? kya hua?" my mother asked me.
"Mein soch rahi thi agar aaj koi khaas kaam nahi hai toh mein nadi ke paas jaa kar thoda vakt bita sakti?" I said this as if I was asking for permission.
"Nahi, Nahi! Abhi yaha Delhi Sultnate ke sainik aye hue hai. Aur wase bhi tum ek Raajkumari ho an ki koi aam ladki ki kabhi bhi bahar chali jati ho" my mother said in a protest against me.
"Par Ma, Mujhe waha acha lagta hai. Mein waada karti hu ki mujhe kuch nahi hoga. Kya mein jau?" I asked again hoping she would change her mind.
"Kaha gana chahti hai meri pyaari beti?" I head my father's voice who was approaching us from beside.
"Sat Sri Akal, Pita Ji" I greeted him with a huge smile after all I still need the permission.
Sat Sri Akal, beta" he greeted me with a smile. "kya hua? kaha jana chahti hai meri beti?" My father asked me.
"Mein nadi ke kinare thoda vadt bitana chahti hu lekin Ma..." I told him in a complaining tone.
"Are waha abhi Delhi Sultnate se seepahi aye hai, yoh apne log nahi hai. Unho ne agar tumhe dekh liya toh?" My mother replied.
"Woh nadi ke paas kyu aye ge? fir bhi apko chinta na ho toh mein apni daasiyan le jati hu apne sath. theek hai?" I said with a hint of offering a deal.
"Par....." my mother began to spoke something but was interrupted by my father. "Are jane bhi do abh" my father said to convince my mother.
