Jodha Akbar

Greetings, lady Ruqaiya. You called me?

Yes, lady Jodha. Come. Have a seat.

I want to talk to you, about something important. Come.

Tell me.

Do you have any feelings for Jalal?

No. I don't understand your question.

Fine. I will ask you directly.

Now that everyone knows that you are not carrying...

...Jalal's child, do you regret not giving birth to Jalal's child?

I saw tears in Jalal's eyes. And I saw your eyes, too.

You were staring at Jalal.

You felt Jalal's pain.

Is it that after being together for so many days, you love Jalal?

Is it that you regret that night?

As to why didn't Jalal touch you that night?

There are many questions in your mind at once, lady Ruqaiya.

Honestly speaking...

...I am very happy that His Highness...

...fulfilled his promise and kept my honour intact.

Yes. Seeing him so emotional in the court, I felt bad too.

It's also true that now I don't hate him.

Because, he has fulfilled his duty.

He saved me from being stigmatised.

He kept my honour intact in the court.

I am grateful to him for that.

But, you are making a grave mistake by considering...

...my gratitude as love, lady Ruqaiya.

I am happy that he is not close to me, even today.

In fact, he is closest to you.

Good. I thought, you are in love with Jalal.

I can endure to see any woman with Jalal.

But, I can't endure that...

...Jalal loves somebody else, besides me.

Loving someone and being close to someone...

...are different things.

Lady Ruqaiya, you asked me so many questions.

Now, let me ask you a question.

Tell me. Do you really love His Highness?

What kind of silly question is that?

A question is a question. Answer me.

Tell me. Do you love His Highness?

That's why I am his Queen.

I will always be so.

That is not the answer of my question.

Answer me. Do you really love His Highness?

He is my childhood friend.

No. I am not asking this question to the king's wife...

...nor His Highness' childhood friend.

I am asking a woman this question.

Do you really love His Highness?

Even when he is no longer a king?

Or even when you are not his friend?

Or when you are not his wife?

Will you still love him so much?

Will you still be happy, when he is happy?

Enough!

You have spoken enough, lady Jodha.

It's enough, now.

Whether I love Jalal, how much I love him, why I love him...

...and since when I've loved him...

...don't need to be clarified by me.

Neither to you nor to myself.

You can leave.

You called me. Now, you are telling me to leave.

Fine. I will leave.

But before leaving, I would like to tell you something.

There is a big difference between...

...loving someone and getting the person, lady Ruqaiya.

Of course.

Just like the difference between Jalal and your relationship.

Forget about me. I've always been away from him since the beginning.

But, you are his childhood friend.

But, you still couldn't answer my question.

Do you love His Highness or not?

Lady Ruqaiya, you couldn't tell me.

But, do answer yourself.

Do you really love His Highness or the idea...

...of being His Highness' wife?

What is this? You are playing here since morning!

Minister Maham Anga has called you to work.

Not to play.

Come on.

But mother, everyone is so good here.

No one scolds me.

Should we wait for the time when someone scolds you...

...or punishes you?

Come on. Let's do our work.

Leave her.

She is too young to work.

She should play, at her age.

Let her play.

As you say, sire.

Come to the kitchen after some time.

All of you should also go and do some work.

What's the matter?

You are not wearing a necklace, bangles or bracelets.

Sire, I am a maid. I don't have such ornaments.

Do one thing. Come with me to my women's quarter.

I need something done.

What are you looking at, Moti?

Adham Khan is so shameless, Jodha.

He even eyes a child, lustily.

What are you saying? Maybe, it's not like that.

No, Jodha.

I have experienced Adham's sight and mentality.

Whether it's a child or a girl...

...for him, she is merely an object of desire.

He is so despicable.

Look, the child is going after him.

Just now, he sent her mother away saying...

...she is a child, let her play.

So, why is he taking her?

What's the matter, Khan-e-Khana?

Why haven't you flown your kite, still?

Your Highness, I don't think I will be able to fly it, today.

The wind is not in my favour.

Kite flying is fun only when the wind...

...is not in your favour, Khan-e-Khana.

Now, I understood how His Highness...

...handles such a vast empire.

The one who handles a kite so well...

...must know how to handle anything.

Right?

Here you are, Rahim.

Rahim, be careful. The kite will fall.

Henceforth, be careful.

The thread may be in your hand.

But, if your attention wavers even a bit...

...the kite can get cut and fall down.

Understand?

Very good, lady Jodha.

You understand the tendency of the wind, very well.

I have heard you love birds a lot.

But, why are you asking?

Just like that.

I wondered, what is the meaning of leaving the birds...

...and coming to me?

Either you love me more than them...

...or you want to talk to me about something.

That's why you had to seek an excuse to come to me.

You are wrong on both counts.

As it is, I am your wife.

I don't need to seek an excuse to talk to you.

Tell me. What do you want to say?

I want to tell you that Bakshi Bano...

Enough, lady Jodha.

Bakshi Bano has wronged both of us.

As a king I ordered you to punish her.

As a brother, I punished her.

The matter has ended now that justice has been done.

Now, for God's sake stop rubbing salt in my wound.

Your Highness, all I want to say is that...

Lady Jodha, I told you I don't want to talk about this.

And you also stop thinking about Bakshi Bano.

Aunt, the kite is going down, again.

Oh, God! You have made me so beautiful.

Any jewellery I wear looks good.

Javeda, stop it. Don't stare at yourself so much.

You may jinx yourself!

Oh, God!

Hello.

Hello.

Yes. Tell me. What do you want?

Your husband has called me here.

OK.

OK. Listen. Tell me something.

How do I look?

Very beautiful.

I know that.

If my husband also had a fair complexion like me...

...it would have been great.

He takes after his mother.

So, he is also a little dark.

But, what can be done? That is what happens in love.

I married him.

Look, my husband is here.

Here. For you.

For me?

Take it. Take it, dear.

He is giving it so lovingly.

Thanks. Both of you are very good.

You can come here, whenever you want to.

If you have any problems, tell me.

Goodbye.

Why are you looking at me like this?

I hope, no one casts the evil eye on you!

You're such a kind and great husband.

You've so much sympathy for a girl.

If we'd had a child in time, she'd be as old as her.

You exaggerate things. We're not old enough to have a grown up kid.

Anyway, this maid is quite mature.

She's not. Look at her properly. She's a teen.

-Will you stop, now? -Alright.

Let's not talk about it. Can we talk about you?

You're so kind.

That's why I didn't object when you gave my necklace to that maid.

Your kindness made me emotional.

May everyone get a husband like you!

You're so kind towards a small girl.

Let me remind you that Jalal's birthday is coming up.