So where did I leave you ? Oh yes, when Tariq met Raiza.
Did I tell you about the scenery when he first set his gaze upon her ? It seemed like this was part of Mother Nature's vicious plan - for Tariq to finally fall in love. The waves a beautiful colour of turquoise like the green of an emerald mixed with the blue of a loving sky. One could bear witness to the sea world living its life while looking up at its audience on the cliff. The skies wore the cloak of blazen orange and pink like it had a mind of its own. The trees on the cliff swayed in their green gusto and the grass paid homage in the direction of the sun. It was the season of spring and the trees bore fruits and the grass were laden with their jewels.
Set in the breathtaking city of Khorramshahr, this cliff was the meeting point for many a lonely soul.
Let me introduce you to Raiza, the ravishing daughter of Nader Shah - the Shah of Iran. No one knew about the personal life of the Napoleon of Persia. He was a man of many words when it came to protecting The Kingdom but till date, no one knows who Raiza's mother is. Legend has it that the side outlet of Saadi Street was an area of great shame from where Raiza's mother hails. Overflowing with destitute women who were abandoned by their husbands or lovers, they sold their mind, soul and body for means to get by their gruesome lives in the Harem.
The Shah was a great lover of song and dance, quite contrary to Islamic beliefs. He hosted a concert every Saturday evening to commemorate the last day's devotion and the onset of the weekend. The entire Kingdom came together in the amphitheatre next to the Palace in Shiraz. Folklore quotes that Maliheh (means beautiful in Farsi) reigned not only the concerts and the hearts of the people but also the breath of the Shah. Mali, he'd call her; had the eyes of a deer, alabaster skin, lips as soft as the feather of a peacock and a sharp, straight nose which gave her angular features. Mali's fingers were thin and graceful and her body was curved and slender. She moved with the grace of a ballet dancer and broke the hearts of many with her every blink. The Shah had fallen deeply in love with her and it is said that she wore real diamonds and emeralds gifted by the Shah. These jewels are now treasured in the basement vault of the Central Bank at Ferdowsi Street, Tehran.
One evening, the Shah felt mischievous. He sent his messenger to the Harem with a scroll that read:
"Never has Persia seen a carnival; I will bring it true,
To make this a night to remember, I am inviting you.
Bring with you, your finest jewellery and your moves of sway,
Tomorrow will decide who reigns my heart on this very day."
Maliheh read this scroll with great interest and set it to fire. She was humiliated that the Shah would want to witness the sway of other women. The time had come to plot and plan, the Shah had outgrown his huge shoes and Maliheh knew how to make sure he stumbles.
Eager to know what happens next ?! Ill be back soon, love.
Bittersweet,
S
Did I tell you about the scenery when he first set his gaze upon her ? It seemed like this was part of Mother Nature's vicious plan - for Tariq to finally fall in love. The waves a beautiful colour of turquoise like the green of an emerald mixed with the blue of a loving sky. One could bear witness to the sea world living its life while looking up at its audience on the cliff. The skies wore the cloak of blazen orange and pink like it had a mind of its own. The trees on the cliff swayed in their green gusto and the grass paid homage in the direction of the sun. It was the season of spring and the trees bore fruits and the grass were laden with their jewels.
Set in the breathtaking city of Khorramshahr, this cliff was the meeting point for many a lonely soul.
Let me introduce you to Raiza, the ravishing daughter of Nader Shah - the Shah of Iran. No one knew about the personal life of the Napoleon of Persia. He was a man of many words when it came to protecting The Kingdom but till date, no one knows who Raiza's mother is. Legend has it that the side outlet of Saadi Street was an area of great shame from where Raiza's mother hails. Overflowing with destitute women who were abandoned by their husbands or lovers, they sold their mind, soul and body for means to get by their gruesome lives in the Harem.
The Shah was a great lover of song and dance, quite contrary to Islamic beliefs. He hosted a concert every Saturday evening to commemorate the last day's devotion and the onset of the weekend. The entire Kingdom came together in the amphitheatre next to the Palace in Shiraz. Folklore quotes that Maliheh (means beautiful in Farsi) reigned not only the concerts and the hearts of the people but also the breath of the Shah. Mali, he'd call her; had the eyes of a deer, alabaster skin, lips as soft as the feather of a peacock and a sharp, straight nose which gave her angular features. Mali's fingers were thin and graceful and her body was curved and slender. She moved with the grace of a ballet dancer and broke the hearts of many with her every blink. The Shah had fallen deeply in love with her and it is said that she wore real diamonds and emeralds gifted by the Shah. These jewels are now treasured in the basement vault of the Central Bank at Ferdowsi Street, Tehran.
One evening, the Shah felt mischievous. He sent his messenger to the Harem with a scroll that read:
"Never has Persia seen a carnival; I will bring it true,
To make this a night to remember, I am inviting you.
Bring with you, your finest jewellery and your moves of sway,
Tomorrow will decide who reigns my heart on this very day."
Maliheh read this scroll with great interest and set it to fire. She was humiliated that the Shah would want to witness the sway of other women. The time had come to plot and plan, the Shah had outgrown his huge shoes and Maliheh knew how to make sure he stumbles.
Eager to know what happens next ?! Ill be back soon, love.
Bittersweet,
S
BEAUTIFUL to say the least :D
ReplyDeleteEvery description is picturesque...
Thank you Paru Kutty :)
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