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Father please don't be upset.
I will explain the entire matter to you.
Yesterday Nasir brother had come to.
Without meeting me, without taking my permission, he just left from here?
Should I take this as my insult, disobedience or rebellion?
No father, he.
Your being upset isquite natural, Sultan.
But please take your decision only after a great deal of thought.
There is nothing left at all to think or understand.
I, Sultan-E-Hind, Iltumish, am handing over the post of the Delhi Subhedar..
...to my son, Prince Ruknuddin.
Hail Prince Ruknuddin.
Hail Prince Ruknuddin.
Hail Prince Ruknuddin.
Hail Prince Ruknuddin.
Hail Prince Ruknuddin.
Hail Prince Ruknuddin.
Hail Prince Ruknuddin.
Hail Prince Ruknuddin.
Hail Prince Ruknuddin.
One wrong decision and everything was ruined.
The Delhi kingdom on which the heirs of my husband
Qutubuddin should have the right..
...Sultan Iltumish has handed over that right to a courtesan's son..
...and wiped out the royal clan entirely.
What's so surprising in that, mother?
Sultan Iltumish hasn't done something like this for the first time.
He had snatched our brother Alam Shah's right just like this.
Keep quiet, Uzma.
This isn't the time to reopen old wounds.
Matters which have been buried in the past let them remain buried.
Why should I be quiet?
The wounds will be reopened.
Even if everyone tries to suppress them.
We all know that the rightful heir to the Delhi kingdom was our brother, Alam Shah.
And how can I forget?
How can I forget that the throne on which Sultan Iltumish is occupying...
...that throne bears the blood stains of my brother.
Everyone is also well aware of the fact, Uzma...
...the circumstances in which our brother had died.
Despite the fact that he was our brother,
it's also a fact that he wasn't a good person.
He was an alcoholic and a decadent person.
And the first choice of our father was Sultan Iltumish only.
Now enough of this.
My son was killed and I was left bereft as a mother.
But what will we gain by discussing about this matter now?
Amazing, dear mother-in-law.
I am really amazed at how you can display such tolerance towards Sultan Iltumish..
..who was the murderer of your own son.
History is repeating itself.
Again Sultan Iltumish is snatching your loving grandson,
Nasir's right as an heir...
...and handing itover to that Ruknuddin.
And you are still defending him?
There's no point in raking up old issues, uncle.
Whatever the circumstances may be but I am
not willing to listen to even a word against father.
Agreed that whatever that happened was wrong.
But I do know my father.
There must have been a reason for that definitely.
And that reason will also be revealed when the right time comes.
And regarding the distance between father and myself...
...then a father and son can sort out these distances and lessen them too.
Come, my dearest one, come and embrace me.
Stop, Nasir.
It's good that you have arrived just now, father.
He defeated me by foul means in that contest.
By meddling with Rustom's saddle strap.
Your game is now over, Nasirmiya.
I thank God that I was a little bit aware of the plotting that you two were doing.
And I apprised the same to Sultan before all this.
The pain is not about the way Nasir left your presence in a huff.
But the only thing I am troubled about is
that could this be his first step towards rebellion?
You have lost the contest anyway.
Now do you want to be bereft of your father's love too
due to your false arguments?
Father.
If you get upset like this, then what will we do?
At least listen to what I have to say.
Nasir brother didn't want to go.
And why only brother? Grandmother, mother,no one wanted to leave in this way
But the circumstances were such that.
Don't take up for them by substituting their insolence as helplessness, Razia.
Father, I am not taking up for anyone.
I am just telling the truth.
I have only one requestfor you, father.
If this is their mistake, then please forgive their mistake.
Please give me permission to recall them.
If while leaving they didn't ask for permission...
...then why ask for their return?
Because, father, everyone loves you a lot.
If you recall them, then your love for them will also be expressed to them.
They do have that much right on you,don't they?
If they had taken that as their right...
...then they would have thought before stepping over the threshold.
Why do you want me to call them back?
They have left of their own choice so let them also return of their own choice.
Father.
The hands that used to sharpen the diamond and make it sparkle...
...those same hands are unable to sharpen it.
The conflict that is going on within your heart
is being displayed by the hands, father.
Father, please save our home from breaking up.
Please call all of them back home.
You can sharpen this diamond and make it sparkle even more.
Whatever that Prince Nasirhas done is not worthy of forgiveness.
But only because you are requesting, I will give him one last chance.
Thanks a lot, father.
But remember that this is the last chance.
Martand.
Emperor.
Set out to go to Multan immediately.
And thank Sultan Khawaja on my behalf for acting as a host to my family.
And convey my orders to Prince Nasir and his mother.
That they may return to Delhi if they wish to do so.
There is no need to plead with them.
Please convey the request only once.
By the way, father, do you know why I stayed back over here?
Because I didn't want to go leaving you alone over here.
But just look, if I had gone to Multan too,
I could have met Uzma aunty and everyone over there.
It would have been so enjoyable.
Will you please state clearly what you want to say?
Father, if Rana sir goes to Multan, he will be going with the caravans, isn't it?
Empty palanquins will be going, empty caravans will be going.
So I was thinking of going with those caravans myself.
On this pretext I will meet everyone and it will be a nice journey for me too.
So are you asking me permission to go to Multan?
That too alone?
Where alone, father?
Rana sir will be there with me and I know you
trust him completely regarding my safety.
Now if not as a father, you can definitely
fulfill my wishes as an Emperor, can't you?
Okay, fine. You may go.
-Rana Martand. -Yes Emperor.
Please take special care of Princess Razia.
Yes, Emperor.
Father, you are extremely nice.
There is no other father as good as you in this entire world.
Now I shall take your leave, father.
I have to make lots of arrangements for the journey.
God bless.
You are really very impatient, dear.
You don't even know this much that when alcohol is consumed,
it leaves a trail of aftermath.
The aftermath is just beginning to escalate, mother.
There are celebrations everywhere, celebrations everywhere.
How would anyone know about it, ask anyone who has drunk it?
My dear son, everyone drinks from their lips
but I am one who makes everyone drunk with my eyes.
So this toast is proposed in your name, mother.
Why in my name?
Toast it in the name of the ones who are going to Multan.
Meaning?
Sultan has sent Razia and Martand to Multan.
To bring Nasir back over here.
Great. Great.
What a news you have given me, mother.
What a news you have given me.
Let that Nasir return.
He has too much arrogance, doesn't he?
I am the Subhedarof this kingdom, mother.
If I don't make him carry my footwear, you may change my name, mother.
This is exactly whatyou are lacking, son.
Here I am dreaming of making you the Sultan.
And there you are trumpeting about becoming a Subhedar?
You know even footwear can become the crown on the head someday.
I didn't understand what you meant, mother.
Please remember son that you have won this contest by treachery and not by bravery.
Nasir is a very talented soldier.
No one can doubt his capability.
At any time, he may rebel.
We have to destroy him completely.
But mother, how will that be possible?
You just keep watching.
The last move of the game is still left to be played.
But before Princess Razia leaves for Multan,
letme fulfill the duties pertaining to relations.
And you know how well I can maintain relations.
Then whether it may pertain to friendship or enmity.
That's it.
What's the matter, Zaroon brother?
What worry has made you turn yellow like a pear?
Eat this sweet and color will return to your face.
Miya, over here our lives are in danger
and all you are doing is eating these sweets?
Just look at them, brother.
How it is looking at you with syrupy eyes.
Just look at the hot enticing delicacy.
This swaying waist,this fragrant body.
Take, eat it.
I promise you will go crazy.
Miya, the master's entire army is searching for us.
And you don't have even a line of worry on your face?
Zaroonmiya, it's you who always think about the past and the future.
Not me.
The world rests in this one present moment.
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