Bride of Sultan ~ The Bleeding Rose

26 ~ Sultan mad at Begum

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Gulaab POV

I had to believe in God. I knew everything wasn't like I wanted. Ever since I took birth I was surrounded by people, I was loved, I was treated extraordinarily. Everyone always made sure that they didn't hurt me anyhow.

But, whatever happened in the last two-three years. I understood a lot of things and one of them was what was happiness?

I always thought that its other's duty to keep me happy. But, I wasn't happy even there were so many people attending to me. I always thought that only my brother, mother, father, and people around me could keep me happy. But, later on, I understood that happiness is something that is derived from inside.

There was a time when everyone was there, they were trying to do their best in keeping me happy.  

But, most probably I wasn't in the right state in seeing their love. My insight wasn't feeling happy. My body was not sounding happy.

And something like that was seeming to happen to Sultan. He wasn't able to see that how much people care for him. I looked at Zeenat Begum and Ibrahim Sultan who were continuously talking about him.

Zeenat was so much considerate about him. She shared everything that happened in the last two months with Ibrahim. And, I was silently listening to them while playing the baby.

She told him that Sultan wasn't focusing on his kingdom rather just want to prove his abilities. He wasn't taking care of his own Empire rather thinking of Hind. She told him that he has lost his focus and Badi Ammi was also planning something against him.

Ibrahim was listening to everything carefully and why not? She was his elder sister. He was seeming a great person and often I was getting flaunt on his accent and language.

The language was slightly similar to us but it had a different vocabulary. I don't know why I was finding that accent and language so fascinating. It was something similar to what Sultan says.

I have always been gone flattered hearing Sultan. He used to do Poetry sometimes and that takes my breath away.

Though his language was not completely understandable to me it was something that was becoming my interest nowadays.

After coming back to my chamber, my thoughts were surrounded by Sultan and his poetry only.

One thing I understood was that Sultan wasn't in the right state to analyze things and I understand what love was and what kind of things it could do.

Losing someone whom you love wholeheartedly was the pain more than sharp nails burring in your skin. And he felt it. And he still couldn't overcome it. Knowing what he lost my loss was seeming to me like nothing.

I just lost those who betrayed me. I had always thought why me? I have always wondered why God chose me to give pain? But now, my pain didn't seem anything to me.

The situation here was more than messed up. I didn't know how would I be smiling if I were in Sultan's place. He knew that he couldn't trust anyone but still, he smiles. He had responsibilities, he had so many things to go through, and meanwhile, I was thinking of myself in the pain.

I never thought that there was something hurting in each one of ours life. Everyone has their own battles to fight. And looking around me, I realized that I was being very selfish only thinking about myself.