👑Ten~

Snehanvi was sitting and stitching a johor coat(Nehru Jacket) for Virat, to present it to him as a gift for saving her when her friend called her from the window and said,"Anviya! Chal re. Yuvraj jaa rahe se."

"Kya? Yuvraj jaa rahe hain?"Snehanvi asked while standing up and immediately ran out of her house.

She took her brother's cycle and paddled quickly towards the road leading to the haveli, and again almost dashed into Virat's car.

"You know...this is one of my most favourite cars and I would really punish you if it gets a scratch because of you,"he said stepping out of the car.

"I was coming to meet you. Why are you leaving so early?"

"My work out here is done for now. I have to go. It's my brother's wedding there."

"You will come again right?"

"Yeah. I will. After my brother's wedding, I'll come again. I think your parents won't get you married to that guy now. So you're safe."

"Hmm. Thank you. I was making something as a thanksgiving gift for you, but you're already leaving. Okay, I'll complete it and give it to you the next time you visit,"Snehanvi said and he gave a nod.

"Okay. I shall leave now. Take care,"he said and then got inside the car and then remembered something and gave her a gold coin with his name's initial on it.

"This is a special pass. If you or any of the villagers ever need any help from me then come to Chandraprayag and show this coin. They will let you meet me. Okay?"he said and she took the coin happily while nodding.

The car started and she looked up as it moved on. Sighing she looked at the coin before cycling back to her home lazily, only to get shocked upon reaching there.

Rajan was sitting with Baldev in their livingroom, and was saying,"chhore ko pasand se thaari chhori tabhi baat karne aayo tha. Biya bhi honewalo se tabhi itna socha nahi isney. Galati hogayi thi. Mhaari baat maanne ke liye shukriya."

"Haan thik hain kaka. Vaisey bhi, biya honehwala hain dono ka. Mil hi saktey hain. Yuvraj sheher ke hain isiliye galat samajh baithe,"Sumit said.

"Toh biya usi tarikh ko hogi na, Sitanshu? Dekho bhaya, beti ka biya hain. Aisey archan aaney se phir kaun haath thamego vah ka?"Rajan said and Sitanshu gave a nod and said,"haan, thik hain. Sahi kehe rahe ho. Biya usi tareekh ko hovego."

Tears flowed down through Snehanvi's cheeks and she ran to her room and locked the door before sitting on the floor and crying.

"Nobody cares for me here. My feelings, my wishes doesn't matter to anyone! Everyone is so bad. Nobody loves me,"she said while crying.

Chandrika completed her day's lesson from Guru Advait and did a pranam when Shubman arrived and sat near him after doing a pranam.

"Guruji! Why does he get a chance to sit near you always, and not us?"one of the current star students of Advait, named Abhay, asked the question.

"That's because he is the best among us,"Shubman's close friend, Ishan, commented while entering the room, much to Shubman's delight as he had been away from the country for months.

"Haaahh! Finally, Ishan Chandra Singh! Back from your Mediterranean tour?"Advait asked with a chuckle and Ishan did a pranam and sought his blessings before sitting beside Shubman and replying,"yes Guruji! I am back."

He and Shubman did a buddy punch and as soon as Advait left for his prayers, they shared a hug and Ishan gave him a playful slap, much to Chandrika's surprise.

"So Guruji's best student gets slapped too?"Abhay asked with a smirk.

"Naye aaye ho tum. Maan ko jaante nahi ho thik se,"Ishan said.(You're new. You don't know Maan well)

"I know enough about him. By the way, I have heard that he has started taking training from the Agra Gharana too? Is that so?"Abhay asked while Chandrika decided to stay back to enjoy their banters.

"Oh yes. That's true,"Shubman replied.

"Great then. I love Qawwali. I guess we all do. Why don't you sing one for us?"Abhay asked.

"Hey! He has just started..."Ishan was about to protest but Chandrika interrupted saying,"so what? He is the Prince of Music and he loves challenges. I am sure Qawwali is nothing for him. Right Raja Maan Singh?"

Shubman passed her a sharp stare before chuckling and asking,"so you guys are throwing a semi-challenge at me. Are you?"

"It's a full challenge. Because Qawwali isn't something which one can sing easily, doesn't matter how well he is trained classically,"Abhay said.

"I appreciate your knowledge. Yes, singing Qawwali is difficult due to its complex melodic structures and intricate rhythmic patterns. It also demands vocal techniques, and a deep spiritual connection is required to truly convey the emotion of the music,"Shubman said.

"It often involves extensive vocal improvisation and requires a strong understanding of the Hindustani classical music tradition from which it originates. And you're a great classical singer, aren't you? The best among us, to quote your friend. So go ahead. Sing a Qawwali for us,"Abhay said.

"Alright! I won't say I'll be able to do it perfectly, but I'll try. I haven't sung a Qawwali before,"Shubman said while asking the musicians to tune in the instruments.

"Yeh lo! Rajkumar toh gaaney se pehele hi haar maan gaye,"Chandrika said.(He accepted defeat even before singing)

Shubman chuckled and said,"haar hum tab maante jab hum gaaney se inkaar kar dete. Par hum zaroor gaayenge."(I would have accepted defeat had I said no to sing. But I'll definitely sing)

"I'll sing with you too,"Ishan said, taking up his place beside him, with an instrument.

[Play the song "Mann Kunto Maula" mentioned in the video box as the background music here]

The musicians started playing the note of the song Shubman told them to by sending the notes to them in their whatsapp group. He did a small prayer before starting the song.

Shah-e MardaanShair-e YairdaanQoowat-e ParwardigaLafa ila aliLa saif ilaaaa Zulfiqar Maula ali maulaMaula ali maula(x2)

"Oh Bhai Sahab!"Chandrika heard Abhay exclaim in awe, hearing Shubman sing the Qawwali perfectly.She looked ahead as he continued singing the song with ease, connecting his voice to the divine, surrendering to the feel completely.

Mann kunto maulaFaaza ali unn maulaMann kunto maulaFaaza ali unn maula(x2)

A woman above the age of fifty, walked towards the practice room on hearing Shubman through the mic, as the entire gurukul bathed in his heavenly melodious voice.

She came and stood near the door while everyone stood around the room, hearing Shubman sing. It was their favourite task since years. Whenever he would sing, they would leave their respective riyaz and come and gather around him.

Dara dil-e dara Dil-e daare dani(2)Hum tum tana- nana- tana-nana-re(2)Yala-li Yala-li alaYala Yala Re

Guru Advait came and stood beside the woman and said,"it's good to see you here after two long decades."

She touched his feet and did a pranam and asked,"kaun hain yeh baccha, Guruji? His voice! Oh my God!"

"Prince Shubman Singh Shekhawat. Our Chandraprayag's youngest prince. Our Raja Maan Singh,"Advait said with pride, looking at Shubman.

Mann Kunto MaulaFaaza Ali unn Maula(2)Mann Kunto MaulaFaaza Ali unn MaulaMaulaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Chandrika was swaying softly, with her eyes closed, while Abhay had already shifted beside Shubman, singing the chorus with others, while he picked up the last line at a higher pitch, touching the higher notes perfectly.

Everyone clapped for him, including Abhay, while Chandrika opened her eyes and asked,"hein? Khatam hogaya?"

"Maan gaye Raja Maan Singh ko,"Abhay said and Shubman chuckled and said,"thank you for asking me to sing. I have achieved the confidence of singing qawwali too now. Thank you."

"Aye aye! Don't pretend now. You're good at singing anything,"Ishan said.

"Can we be friends?"Abhay asked and Shubman gave a nod and shook hands with him and said,"I have heard Guruji praising you a lot. You'll go a long way, Abhishek."

"You can call me Abhay. My friends call me that,"Abhay said with a smile.

"Maan,"Advait said while coming inside and everyone stood up, while the lady followed up.

"I am so proud of you,"Advait said and blessed Shubman and then said,"meet her, she was my favourite student in her batch, twenty years back. Manyata Shastri."

"Pranam,"Shubman said while joining his hands and then touched her feet, and she blessed him before cupping his face and saying,"jiskey mann mein shubhta ho uska naam aur gayiki dono toh shubh hoga hi na? Jitna sundar tumhara gayiki hain utna hi sundar tum khud bo, bacche."

"Thank...thank you,ma'am,"Shubman said and everyone else took their blessings and Chandrika thought,"how come everyone turns into his fan so easily?"

"Aaj clinic mein bhi tiffin khaaney ka mauka nahi mila. Yahi kha leti hoon,"Devangini said to herself as she had directly come to the palace to check on Kadambari and as Meenakshi too had a severe shoulder ache.

"WHAT NONSENSE!"she exclaimed on seeing Rishabh eating her tiffin, relaxing on the armchair.

"Very nice food. Bring paneer or kofta the next day,"he ordered.

"You ate my tiffin? You have so much food out here, yet you ate mine? What is this?"Devangini said in a scolding tone and he said,"very rude of you. Scolding a prince for eating food! I'll give you mrityu dand for this."

"Wish I could give you mrityu dand. I didn't have anything for hours and here you are, eating my food without my consent."

"I don't take anyone's consent. You go and eat something. There's plenty of food here."

"Exactly! That's what I was saying."

"Huh! I got bored with royal food. Bring me food everyday or else I'll twist your twig-like body and break it."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

"YOU'RE A TWIG. BROKEN FROM A TREE."

"You're bodyshaming me?"

"You need proper body for bodyshaming. Even a lion won't eat you because you're like a fly on milk."

"And you...you are a...you're a bull. Who keeps eating throughout the day."

"Huh! I still have a maintened body. I hit the gym everyday, unlike you who eats less and turns herself into a lizard."

"Who made you a prince?"

"My parents. They're the king and queen."

"Arrghhh! I hate you,"Devangini said before walking away towards the kitchen, while Rishabh laughed and said,"same to you. Bring a little bit more food tomorrow."

Devangini turned around and passed him a glare before walking away and he laughed while clapping and said,"maza agaya. Sachmein! Isey sataney mein humein jo maza aaraha hain na voh car racing mein bhi nahi hain."(It's so fun. Truly! The fun I am getting in troubling her is greater than the fun I get in car racing)

"Arey wah! Why are you sitting and laughing alone here, like a donkey?"Hardik asked, turning his laughter into a frown.

"Says the one who looks like a black mamba,"he said and Hardik sat on the armchair beside his after smacking his head.

"Mom was saying that after me it's your turn to get married. Fasten your belt,"he said with a smirk.

"No way! I'll run away again. Why the hell is everyone bent towards marriage out here?"

"I too used to think the same until your Bhabi arrived in my life. You too will be hell bent over getting married once you get the one made for you."

"Bhai speaking romantic haan? It's like watching Groot speaking a meaningful sentence,"Rishabh said teasingly and Hardik smacked his head again while saying,"you die single. Idiot."

"No! He has a crush on Devangini,"Shubman said while coming there and laid on the couch while relaxing.

"Aye! What nonsense!"Rishabh said and Hardik asked with a smirk,"ummm! Sounds interesting. I want to know more. Tell me Maan."

"Bhai, he stares at her everytime she's around. He forgets everything."

"Maan! I'll beat you up black and blue. Be quiet. Bhai, there's nothing like that. I don't like her at all. Ewwww!"

"Ewwww or wowww?"Shubman teased and he said,"aye you go to gurukul again and do riyaz."

"Dekhiye Bhai, bhaga raha hain humein yeh,"Shubman said and Hardik leaned back saying,"Rishu, so this was in your heart, my brother? So romantic? Wow! I mean, very nice."

Rishabh fumed and soon started chasing Shubman, saying,"tujhe toh chhorunga nahi main."

"Chhor doge chhor doge. Ekbar Devi ne tujhe pakad liya toh aram se humein chhor dega,"Shubman said while Hardik said,"yeah hit each other well. I want a WWE match here."

"Aye by the way by the way, Maan is giving private tutorial to Chandrika,"Rishabh said and Hardik asked getting excited,"what kind of tutorial?"

Both of them frowned and replied together,"classical music."

Hardik leaned back saying,"ohhh! Okay."

"Bhabi will divorce you soon because of these kinds of thinking of yours,"Shubman said and Rishabh agreed and they gulped as Hardik stood up with a frown, and the next moment they were running around the huge living-room hall, while Hardik chased them in order to beat them up for saying such a thing.

"Kya dekh rahe hain Hukum?"Charan Singh asked Suryavardhan who was standing upstairs and watching his sons.

"Watching their bond. I want them to always remain together like this. As there are things which might test their unity,"he replied.

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