TV series: Jodha and Akbar: the story of a great love (Jodha Akbar)

History of similar fate. No one knows whose name will stand next to her.

How dare you ask me to leave the harem?! I think I have to go, just because angry. You may not know, but the anger of the people always tells the truth. You told Rukia that don't want me to see you approaching. Let me tell you a secret. I married you only because I feel for you nothing but hatred. I got married because I wanted to deprive you of your freedom. I wanted to crush your pride and arrogance. I know you hate me so much that I want to decapitate. But, ironically, it forced you to bow before me. I hate you. Everyone thinks you're the wife of the Emperor, all treat you with the respect worthy of the Empress, but alone with me you'll understand humiliation. A whole life afraid of my anger. From this moment you will be hated by every moment of your life. I'll protect you from others, but no one can protect you from me. Very soon you will regret that expressed their hatred of me, even as a regret. You're my spoils of war. Just the trophy.

- The fate of the entire Rajputana linked with the fate of the Omer, and the fate of the Americans connected with the fate of the Princess of Jodhi. And Jodhi a bright future.
What?
- It will change the future not only of Americans but of the whole of the Indian subcontinent! Jodha sometimes goes beyond all limits, right? She will marry your enemy!
- We have no enemies in the Rajputana.
- And beyond the borders of Rajputana? Jodha marry a Mogul!
- No, you're lying! The future of Jodhi may not be so terrible. Please tell me that you misinterpreted her fate, am I right?
Nature gives us signs about what will happen in the future. After a few hours you will see his daughter on her forehead will be red paint, her hair disheveled, her face covered with ashes, it will be with an uncovered head. Nature will give you a sign about her future. Today was the first time she hears about a man for whom I will marry. It was her fate and it is inevitable!

The man has a future only if it is worthy, but wealth can not change our destiny.

They were unaware that they possess a powerful weapon capable of piercing the heart of Akbar. The name of the weapon - Jodha. She was as beautiful as the poem Princess of Amer. Some called her Kharka Buy, others Circular, but in our story, we shall call it Jodhaa.
On the one hand was the heartlessness and power of the other - the glow of kindness and love.

The story begins when fifteen-year-old boy for the first time pulled out a sword. The sword stained with blood. The boy learned to fight.

I came to complain but you have proved that blame is myself. I feel that you're afraid of what will follow. You afraid of my next step. Well, I like it. Fear me always. Next time, you won't need a dagger to protect himself. Because while you're with me, you have nothing to fear. I'm here to protect you from any danger, but... no one can protect you from me. No.

- Look, it's morning. People will come to our mausoleum. Visitors will remember the story of our love. Some will tell the story of our love, while others listen. 400 years have passed... this time, everything had changed. People began to live differently.
But the story of our love unchanged, as the sun became its witness. Even after 400 years people have been discussing the story of our love. But the truth about those events, only we know... I was Gallala who... knew how, knew, and wanted only bloodshed...