In the early 1950s, amidst the enchanting beauty of Lahore, India, Ameerah Ahmed shines as a beacon of kindness and sweetness. However, her life takes a tumultuous turn as she assumes the role of personal maid to the Prince of the Sheesh Mahal, Nawab Jahaan Hussain, the next in line to the throne.
Jahaan, despite his lofty position, is plagued by inner demons stemming from a troubled childhood, which manifest in his tyrannical behavior and perpetually cold demeanor. Night after night, haunting memories torment him, driving him to inflict suffering upon Ameerah, the one person who has remained steadfast in his life.
Unbeknownst to Ameerah, Jahaan harbors a secret crush that blossomed in their shared past. However, the passage of time has transformed his feelings, leaving him conflicted and tormented by his own actions towards her.
As Ameerah grapples with the inexplicable cruelty she endures at Jahaan's hands, she remains unaware of the depths of his internal struggle. In the midst of the opulence and intrigue of Lahore's royal court, their tangled relationship unfolds against the backdrop of a changing world.
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Ameerah gently placed the chai cup before Ashraf, who sat opposite Jahaan in the garden, as she quietly withdrew.
Ashraf: Jahaan Miyaan ,you used to have feelings for Ameerah . Why are you treating her so harshly now?
Jahaan: Aashiqui katilon aur dhokebaazon ke saath nahi kiya jata. Yeh ek gunnah hai, Ashraf. *he chuckles coldly*
Ashraf: Par Jahaan , aap Ameerah par kis baat ki saza de rahe Hain? Woh toh kitni masoom aur bholi hai, aur aapko yeh pata hai. Kyun kar rahe hain aap esa?
Jahaan: Apko uski fikr karne ki zarurat nahi hai, Ashraf. Woh hamari hai, aur hum uske saath jo chahain woh kar sakte Hain. *He turns his gaze to the crimson roses, avoiding Ashraf's eyes* Ab, chai peelijiye warna thandi ho jayegi.All Rights Reserved