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The story of Shah Jahan and Jahan Shah

Son of the great king Jahangir who had once been insane for a girl; Anarkali, Shah Jahan learned the same from his father. Seated high on his Peacock throne, his heavy-lidded eyes gleamed with loss and pride. The Shah sorrowed over the death of his beloved wife, Mumtaz Mahal-the Paragon of the palace. He had loved her more than any woman. They said such was his devotion to, and confidence in, her that she would read all his firmans and, should she approve, put the regal seal on them. She was not only his consort, but also his companion, confidante and counselor. In her absence he was inconsolable. He visited her private apartments at nights, as though chasing her fragrance-or apparition and when confronted with the emptiness of the chambers, he burst into tears. Just like this, Jahan Shah, son of a brave soldier Aleem Shah, was madly in love with Mehirmah, princess of the Ottoman Empire. She was young, beautiful, and charming but Jahan Shah, one of the many slaves, loved her simplic