Jodha - Ammijaan, how much did the

Jodha - Ammijaan, berapa banyak biaya total datang hingga?Ammijaan - Jodha beta, itu adalah hadiah saya kepada Anda! Dan harga hadiah tidak pernah terungkap!Jodha - tetapi Ammijaan, itu pasti terlalu mahal! Aku membuat Anda menghabiskan begitu banyak! Pertama cincin pertunangan dan sekarang ini! Saya harus membuat pilihan hati-hati. Aku merasa sangat bersalahAmmijaan - Beta, tolong jangan katakan bahwa! Saya akan menghabiskan jumlah apapun untuk itu! Anda adalah anak saya sekarang! Aku menginginkan yang terbaik untuk Anda dan saya akan melakukan apa pun untuk memiliki! Jadi Anda tidak perlu merasa buruk tentang apa-apa!Jodha (tersenyum) - um... oke, AmmijaanPakaian yang disampaikan di Jodha's house pada waktu yang ditetapkan dan setelah beberapa uji dan perubahan, pakaian kedua yang siap untuk dipakai. Pada waktu itu, Jodha juga pergi bersama dengan Ammijaan untuk membeli perhiasan nya. Ammijaan membawanya ke desainer perhiasan keluarga mereka, yang merancang perhiasan sesuai spesifikasi Jodha's. Jalal's keluarga adalah sangat terkenal dan berpengaruh; itu sebabnya Ammijaan berhasil untuk mendapatkan semua disesuaikan meskipun waktu terbatas yang mereka punya.Hari mehendi-sangeet akhirnya tiba. Sore itu, Jodha mengenakan setelan indah pink anarkali nya. Kecantikan dipanggil untuk melakukan rambut dan make-up.Kecantikan - bagaimana Anda ingin saya untuk melakukan rambut Anda?Jodha (dengan kesedihan) - melakukan apa pun yang Anda inginkanKecantikan (dengan kejutan) - Arre, Mengapa Apakah Anda begitu sedih? Anda akan menikah! Anda harus bahagia!Jodha tidak berbicara sepatah kata. Apa pun yang dikatakan pakar Kecantikan kepadanya tampak tak terdengar. Semua yang dia bisa memikirkan adalah bagaimana hari yang dia takut datang mendekat; Dia adalah benar-benar tak berdaya karena hal-hal yang sudah mendapat keluar dari tangan. Dia hanya setuju untuk pakaian indah pernikahan karena Ammijaan bersikeras. Dia tidak bisa menjadi egois dan menyebar nya ketidakbahagiaan dalam keluarga-Nya! Dia harus meletakkan dengan semua ini, meskipun itu adalah menusuk hatinya berulang-ulang.Kecantikan - Chalo chhodo! Aku akan membuat Anda terlihat seperti pengantin paling indah!Dia mengambil penjepit curling nya dan membuat ikal lembut seluruh rambutnya. Jodha adalah hanya dalam keadaan linglung sedih sepanjang waktu. Dia punya alasan untuk terlihat cantik, tidak ada alasan untuk menghiasi dirinya; masa depan tampak suram dan cinta dalam hidupnya adalah jauh darinya. Make-up dilakukan dengan cara paling halus, kelopak nya dengan bayangan mata emas dan dilapisi dengan garis tebal dari mata hitam-kapal. Pipinya diberi blush pink menyenangkan dan bibirnya dipenuhi dengan gloss bibir merah muda cahaya yang mengkilap. Dia memakai teeka maang besar dengan kundan bekerja di atasnya dan jhumkas batu besar, pink kundan bersama dengan cincin perak mungil hidung. Dia memakai stilettoes pink nya pakaian Nya dan menunggu sampai semua orang bersiap-siap.Itu umum mehendi-sangeet dengan keluarga dan teman-teman dari kedua belah pihak yang hadir. Fungsi mehendi, bagaimanapun, adalah hanya untuk perempuan. DJ dipanggil untuk fungsi sangeet malam. Ada juga akan menjadi beberapa pertunjukan dari Jodha dan Jalal's sepupu dan teman. Jodha cepat dibawa ke tempat dari pintu belakang oleh ibunya. Mereka memasuki ruang powder, mana Jodha disesuaikan dupatta nya dan mereka menuju keluar di aula, mana mehendi sudah mulai. Melihat pengantin wanita, setiap orang dari kedua belah pihak bergegas untuk melihat dan mengaguminya. Jodha merasa kewalahan oleh semua perhatian.Salima - Oh sehingga Anda gadis beruntung Bhaijaan akan menikah! Kamu cantik sekali! Melihat Ruqs, Bukankah dia indah?Ruqaiyya - Oh ya! Dia cantik! Bhaijaan pasti memiliki banyak pilihan!Jodha - terima kasihSalima dan Ruqaiyya yang kedua sepupu Jalal. Mereka adalah puteri-puteri Jalal's Bibi dan saudara sepupu sang ayah. Mereka benar-benar dekat dengan Jalal, tapi mereka juga punya tiada idea langsung tentang latar belakang terhadap pernikahan ini terjadi. Perlahan-lahan semua perempuan anggota keluarga Jalal's; Bibi dan sepupu-nya mulai memuji dan mengagumi dia. Jodha tersenyum sebagai Mainavati dan dariRiska bahagia melihat. Maham juga hadir dan dia mencemooh menatapnya dari pinggir lapangan. Dia tidak ingin menjadi bagian dari perayaan ini.Maham (untuk dirinya) - mengapa mereka semua memiliki berkumpul disana? Apakah dia beberapa selebriti? Dan mengapa Jalal harus memilih dia atas semua brides calon yang saya menunjukkan padanya? Mereka adalah pasti lebih kaya dan lebih indah daripada Jodha ini! Keluarganya bukanlah bahkan dari tingkat kami, bukan untuk menyebutkan agama! Ini akan menjadi bencana epik!Jodha ditarik pergi oleh sepupunya untuk mehendi. Dia duduk di kursi sebagai tangannya mulai mendapatkan dihiasi. DariRiska terlalu duduk yang sama. Dua wanita yang bekerja secara bersamaan pada dirinya kedua tangannya, memastikan setiap inci dari tangannya penuh. Jodha telah melihat lurus di wajahnya sepanjang waktu. Namun, dia adalah takut saat ketika suaminya to-be namanya akan tertulis di mehendi di tangannya. Artis terus membuat desain tradisional Merak, paisley dan pola lain Kamar Pengantin. Pada akhirnya, artis memintanya.Artis - Apakah nama suami Anda?Jodha - ya?Artis - ceritakan nama suami Anda. Saya perlu untuk menulis di tangan AndaJodha bahkan tidak mau mengambil namanya. Itu akan hanya mengingatkan dia tentang hal yang sama lagi dan lagi. Dia berpikir bahwa bahkan mengatakan namanya dari mulutnya akan membuat itu najis, mendapatkan itu ditulis pada tangannya adalah jauh lebih buruk. Namun ia ditutup matanya dengan jijik, ketika ia berkata namanya.Jodha - JalalDia menulis Jalal' dalam huruf kecil menuju ujung jari tengahnya sedemikian rupa bahwa itu dicampur dengan desain. Jodha terus menutup matanya ketika nama Jalal yang sedang ditulis. Dia tidak mau melihat namanya sedang ditulis, semuanya sudah cukup menyakitkan. Mehendi pada tangannya diterapkan sampai dia siku, setelah aplikasi pada kakinya mulai. Setelah beberapa waktu, mehendi Pengantin adalah lengkap, dengan mehendi pada kakinya sampai betis nya. Ammijaan datang kepadanya dengan senyum lebar di wajahnya dan memeluknya.Ammijaan - Dekhna beta, iss mehendi ka rang kitna chadega! Saya yakin Jalal mengasihi Anda banyak!Jodha memeluk punggungnya, air mata mulai mengalir dari matanya. Mereka memecahkan pelukan dan Ammijaan menyeka matanya.Ammijaan - beta Arre, mengapa Anda menangis?Jodha - tidak ada apa-apa, Ammijaan! It's just bahwa saya sangat berterima kasih kepada Anda atas segala sesuatu yang telah Anda lakukan untuk saya!Ammijaan - Arre yang toh khushi ki baat hai! Mengapa air mata? Chalo, berhenti menangis sekarang. Pengantin terlihat cantik dengan senyum tidak dengan kesedihan!Jodha memberikan senyum yang setengah hati. Ia menangis hanya karena Ammijaan tidak tahu apa-apa, bahwa Jalal adalah tidak menikahinya untuk cinta. Itu hanya sebuah pemukiman; pengaturan sehingga mereka bisa mendapatkan rumah mereka kembali.Setelah suatu waktu, mehendi nya dikeringkan dan dia mulai debu dari tangannya. Itu tugas yang sulit, tapi dia harus melakukannya karena ia tidak sepenuhnya siap untuk sangeet. Seperti serpih kering terus jatuh, warna cerah yang bisa dilihat.Bakshi - Wow! Itna gehra berdering! AB dekhna! Iska berdering aur bhi chadega! Bhaijaan benar-benar mencintai Anda banyak!Kata-kata Bakshi's menusuk hatinya seperti pedang; Dia tahu bahwa segala sesuatu hanya palsu. Mendapatkan mengingatkan lagi dan lagi hal yang sama memberikan dia sakit hati yang sangat besar dan mengganggu ketenangan nya. Namun, dia masih tersenyum pada Bakshi sementara pikirannya mengatakan sesuatu yang sama sekali berbeda.Jodha (untuk dirinya) - ia bisa tidak pernah mencintai siapa pun kecuali dirinya sendiri!Perlahan-lahan semua orang berkumpul di sekelilingnya. Mereka yang senang melihat desain yang indah dan warna mehendi menghiasi tangannya. Semua orang tertawa dan membuat gembira, karena dia tenggelam ke kursinya disedihkan.Itu hampir malam hari. Jalal tiba tampak rapi dalam mengenakan sherwani biru listrik. Dia benar-benar tampak seperti laki-laki royal dan elegan. Shareef juga datang dengan dia, bertanya-tanya apa Jodha memakai dan berharap bahwa ia akan mendapatkan sekilas cepat. Mirza terlalu tiba, mengetahui bahwa dariRiska akan berada di sana dan dia bisa mencoba keberuntungan dengan dia lagi. Semua anggota laki-laki kedua keluarga berkumpul di aula, ketika mereka menunggu bagi perempuan untuk menyelesaikan dengan mehendi.

Jodha - Ammijaan, how much did the total cost come up to?

Ammijaan - Jodha beta, it is my gift to you! And the price of a gift is never revealed!

Jodha - But Ammijaan, it must have been too expensive! I made you spend so much! First the engagement ring and now this! I should have made the selections carefully. I am feeling so guilty

Ammijaan - Beta, please don't say that! I would spend any amount for it! You are my daughter now! I want the best for you and I will do whatever it takes to have that! So you don't have to feel bad about anything!

Jodha (smiling) - Umm...okay, Ammijaan

The outfits were delivered at Jodha's house within the stipulated time and after a few trials and alterations, both the outfits were ready to be worn. In that time, Jodha had also gone along with Ammijaan to buy her jewellery. Ammijaan took her to their family jewellery designer, who designed the jewellery as per Jodha's specifications. Jalal's family was very well-known and influential; that is why Ammijaan had managed to get everything customised in spite of the limited time they had.

The day of the mehendi-sangeet finally arrived. That afternoon, Jodha wore her beautiful pink anarkali suit. A beautician was called to do her hair and make-up.

Beautician - How do you want me to do your hair?

Jodha (with sadness) - Do whatever you want

Beautician (with surprise) - Arre, why are you so sad? You are getting married! You should be happy!

Jodha didn't speak a word. Whatever the beautician was saying to her seemed inaudible. All she could think of was how the day she was dreading was coming closer; she was utterly helpless as things had already gotten out of hand. She only agreed for exquisite wedding outfits because Ammijaan had insisted. She couldn't be selfish and spread her unhappiness in his family! She had to put with all this, even though it was stabbing her heart over and over again.

Beautician - Chalo chhodo! I will make you look like the most beautiful bride!

She took her curling tongs and made soft curls throughout her hair. Jodha was just in a sad daze the entire time. She had no reason to look beautiful, no reason to adorn herself; her future seemed bleak and the love of her life was far away from her. Her make-up was done in the subtlest way possible, her eyelids were done up with a golden eye shadow and lined with a thick-line of black eye-liner. Her cheeks were given a pleasant pink blush and her lips were filled with a glossy light pink lip gloss. She wore big maang teeka with kundan work on it and huge, pink kundan stone jhumkas along with a petite silver nose ring. She wore her pink stilettoes with her outfit and waited till everyone else got ready.

It was a common mehendi-sangeet with family and friends from both sides in attendance. The mehendi function, however, was only for women. A DJ was called for the evening sangeet function. There were also going to be some performances from Jodha and Jalal's cousins and friends. Jodha was quickly whisked to the venue from the back entrance by her mother. They entered the powder room, where Jodha adjusted her dupatta and they headed out in the hall, where the mehendi had already begun. On seeing the bride, everyone from both the sides rushed to see and admire her. Jodha felt overwhelmed by all the attention.

Salima - Oh so you're the lucky girl Bhaijaan is going to marry! You're so beautiful! Look Ruqs, isn't she beautiful?

Ruqaiyya - Oh yeah! She is gorgeous! Bhaijaan surely does have a great choice!

Jodha - Thank you

Salima and Ruqaiyya were second cousins of Jalal. They were the daughters of Jalal's aunt and his father's cousin sister. They were really close to Jalal, but they too had no idea as to the background against which this marriage was happening. Slowly all the female members of Jalal's family; his aunts and cousins began complimenting and admiring her. Jodha smiled as Mainavati and Shivani happily looked on. Maham was also present and she scornfully stared at her from the sidelines. She didn't want to be a part of this celebration.

Maham (to herself) - Why have they all gathered there? Is she some celebrity? And why did Jalal have to choose her over all the prospective brides I showed him? They were definitely richer and far more beautiful than this Jodha! Her family is not even of our level, not to mention religion! This is going to be an epic disaster!

Jodha was pulled away by her cousins for mehendi. She sat on the chair as her hands started getting adorned. Shivani too sat for the same. Two women were simultaneously working on her both her hands, making sure every inch of her hand was filled. Jodha had a straight look on her face the entire time. However, she was dreading the moment when her to-be husband's name would be written in mehendi on her hands. The artist continued to make traditional designs of the peacock, the paisley and other bridal patterns. Ultimately, the artist asked her.

Artist - What is your husband's name?

Jodha - Huh?

Artist - Tell me your husband's name. I need to write it on your hand

Jodha didn't even want to take his name. It would only remind her of the same thing again and again. She thought that even saying his name from her mouth would render it impure, getting it written on her hand was far worse. Yet she closed her eyes with disdain, as she said his name.

Jodha - Jalal

She wrote Jalal' in small letters towards the edge of her middle finger in such a way that it blended with the design. Jodha had continued to shut her eyes when Jalal's name was being written. She didn't want to see his name being written, everything was already painful enough. The mehendi on her hands was applied till her elbows, after which the application on her feet began. After some time, the bridal mehendi was complete, with the mehendi on her feet till her calves. Ammijaan came to her with a wide smile on her face and hugged her.

Ammijaan - Dekhna beta, iss mehendi ka rang kitna chadega! I am sure Jalal loves you a lot!

Jodha hugged her back, as tears began flowing out of her eyes. They broke the hug and Ammijaan wiped her tears.

Ammijaan - Arre beta, why are you crying?

Jodha - No nothing, Ammijaan! It's just that I am very grateful to you for everything that you have done for me!

Ammijaan - Arre woh toh khushi ki baat hai! Why the tears? Chalo, stop crying now. A bride looks beautiful with a smile not with sadness!

Jodha gave a half-hearted smile. She was crying only because Ammijaan didn't know a thing, that Jalal was not marrying her for love. It was just a settlement; an arrangement so that they could get their house back.

After sometime, her mehendi dried and she began dusting it off her hands. It was a difficult task, but she had to do it because she was not entirely ready for the sangeet. As the dried flakes kept falling off, the bright colour could be seen.

Bakshi - Wow! Itna gehra rang! Ab dekhna! Iska rang aur bhi chadega! Bhaijaan really loves you a lot!

Bakshi's words pierced her heart like a sword; she knew that everything was just a sham. Getting reminded again and again of the same thing was giving her immense heart ache and disturbing her peace of mind. However, she still smiled at Bakshi while her mind was saying something entirely different.

Jodha (to herself) - He can never love anyone but himself!

Everyone slowly gathered around her. They were delighted to see the beautiful design and colour of the mehendi adorning her hand. Everyone laughed and made merry, as she sunk into her chair dejected.

It was nearly evening. Jalal arrived looking dapper in an electric blue sherwani. He truly looked like a royal and elegant groom. Shareef also came with him, wondering what Jodha was wearing and hoping that he would get a quick glimpse of her. Mirza too arrived, knowing that Shivani was going to be there and he could try his luck with her again. All the male members of both the families assembled in the hall, as they waited for the women to finish off with the mehendi.