Story of a true king and his beloved Rebel ❤️
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"You remember your Dada Hukum always said that a true king never bow's down infront of anyone other than..." His Grandma didn't completed her sentence.
"His Queen!" He completed her sentence.
"So...
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A night in late December
Somewhere in Rajasthan
"D.J., Look I have completed the portrait, isn't it looking gorgeous?" The crown prince of Jaipur asked out aloud.
The mighty Yuvraj of Jaipur was holding a brush in his hands while examining the beautiful painting he just made over the canvas.
He was surrounded by many beautiful paintings most of them were of Mahadev or of his family members.
Each painting was showing different emotions and different bonds.
The room was pretty spacious and colours were laying here and their along with many half painted paintings.
The room had a big window from where a half moon was visible.
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"Of course it's looking amazing, After all I have made my Rehmaat's portrait it is bound to be beautiful!" He chuckled.
Infront of him a gorgeous portrait of his Rehmaat was kept. Which he painted just now.
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"D.J. I can bet if my ligress will get to know that I have painted her, she'll have that same childlike fascination on her face just the way she had when she first got to know that I paint right!" A hearty laugh left his lips.
"Just a month with her and the stone cold Raghuvanshi is laughing at silly things. I have given her perfect nickname right? My Ligress the hybrid of Lion and tigress. She is like that, the beauty and pride of a lion, Fierceness and playfulness of a Tigress." He chuckled.
But slowly his smiling face morphed into a look of pain.
"Is she even mine now?" His face was showing the thunderstorm of emotions that his heart had.
"D.J. even though I am not with her, but still all my love and heart belongs to her. I can't say she is mine yet as she herself will give that right to me. But I definitely have given myself to her. She has all the rights on Her Shiv." Once again a smile bloomed on his face, a smile full of hope.
"But I am sure about one thing D.J. that my possessive Ligress will definitely feel jealous once she get to know that someone else is coming to share my attention and love with." He chuckled while imagining a jealous Rehmaat.
Saying this he moved towards another painting.
A painting that was screaming peace, love and passion,All at the same time.
The painting was of the greatest lovers of all time. The balance of this world, Baba Bholenath and Maa parvati.
Both were applying colour to eachother, symbolising the epic love, the balance of the world between them.
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"Baba, Ma is with you. Your love, your balance is with you. Just take care of my love too. She is too precious, just like Maa's presence balances you. Her presence is necessary for me. She is the only one who can turn this Vairagi of yours into Human with emotions." He paused before saying.
" Om namah shivaya. Om Gaura parvatiya namah." He prayed to the Mother and father of the Universe.
