Bigg Boss 19: Daily Discussion Thread - 21st Oct 25
Deepika and Ranveer wish diwali with Dua
DIWALI AT PH 22.10
🎉🌟Happy Birthday to the Man Behind the Magic—Vijay Bhatter🎂💐
🏏India tour of Australia, 2025: Australia vs India, 2nd ODI🏏
RAMAYAN AT PH 23.10
Bill Gates To Appear on Kyunki?!
The Parth Bombshell
Rashmika's Thamma opening day at 25 cr - True blue superstar
I need to know
Raat Bhar Song - De De Pyaar De 2
Will Smith To Also Appear In Kyunki?!
dekh yaar pampy the vampy.. mera reple [arke behosh mat hoo jaioon...🤣🤣🤣 emotion mein aa ke bahut kuch likh diya.,...😆😆and lastly...I love you yaar...❤️.. you are my best vampy in the world...🥳🤣
The bubky chripy antu will definately come back... but not so soon... long way to0 go for that... andd obviously/// raghu ka hath too hoga hii..😉
thanks preru... love yaa...🤗❤️
yup i can understand ...and haan re maine DDEJ ka first few episodes dekha hi nahi ...maine toh Antara ka yeh rup dekhahi nahi ...maine wo glass tod episode se dekhna suru kiya and kuch kuch aur bhi dekha tha ...Raghu ka first entry net mein dekha tha ...haiii ...tabhi se diwani ban gayi ...
i can completely understand ur blast of emotion ...isliye behosh nahi hui yaar ... i enjoyed it ...😃
and aur ek baat Raghu ka specialist mereko mat bana yaar ...thoda bohot koshish karti hun ...but dilko hila dene wali Raghulicious updates to tujhse hi milta hai ...humesha 😉😳😆
aur ek baat tune kaha am ur best Vampy ...how many Vampys u hv dear in ur life ?????? this Vampy is getting jelous u know ...😡 tere dusre vampies ko bachake rakhio ...😡
Chapter Thirteen
Chote se iss lamhein mein dil ki yee bechaini
Kho naa jayein hum se yee, kaid karloon aap ki nazuk si hasi
Antara's POV...
I never thought that I would be able to sleep that night but somehow my tired eyelids get down and took me to the peach black world of nightmare. My momma, pappa... noor appa.. their blood drifted face... they had become my constant dream on those days. Exhausted, tired, and fighting with my constant nightmares, when I at last opened my lids the tender rays of early morning was peeping through the window and caressing on my face. I slowly sat up on the bed and rubbed the sweat drops from my temple. I stayed at the same position motionless for a quite while hiding my face in between my palms. After some moment I rubbed my face to wipe out the traces of tiredness. After all every dark nights ends in a sunlit morning and it was a new day. When human being doesn't have anything their only wealth is hope! Pappa used to say that if u can hope anything is not possible. I woke upo and moved towards washroom to get fresh. After some moment, I came out washing out the exhaustion. Rhea was still sleeping and I didn't disturb her. The surrounding was so much silent only with the sound of chirpy bird could be here. A small wind came through the window and waved the bell which was hanging from the window pen. I smiled gently and caressed the bells with my hands. "Good morning pappa.. good morning momma!!... good morning appa!!..." I said in my heart. The bells again tingled making sound as if like they were wishing me back. My frustrated mind slowly got calm by the sound of that bell. I heard some strange slow sound from the front balcony. I frowned and slowly opened the door. The fresh cool sweet morning breeze hit my face taking away my remaining bitterness of dark night and cleaned my heart. Ahhh!! What an wonderful feeling that was!! I closed my eyes and smiled as the breeze caressed through my face and hairs. I stood there cherishing the quite environment, the calm solitary I got after long when the strange sound again interrupted me. With a frown I opened my eyes and my gaze automatically moved towards the corner of the balcony. As soon as the scene got into my notice an automatic smile crept on my lips. So the weird sound was none other than but the flickering wings of those naughty white pigeons who were roaming on the corner of balcony and cooing in their soft voice. Their throats were flaring with the producing sound. They were almost four to five at the place wandering at the balcony like kings. I giggled looking towards them and slowly approached near them tiptoeing. But they got aware of my presence and flew away all together making the buzzing sound of their wings. I saw them going towards the ground instead upside. That made me curious and I peeped over the railings of balcony to experience one of the most cherishing visions of my life. The early morning street of basti was empty of people but it was occupied by several thousand numbers of white pigeons who were roaming and flying all around the corner of basti. They were everywhere, on the streets, on the balcony of nearby houses, the silence of morning air was getting filled up by their cooing and buzzing wings. The peoples of basti were still in their morning sleep while they had made the place their own territory. The sight really caught me for a while. I wander, from where and why did those pigeons gathered at that place. I stood near the railing silently admiring their play and quarrels, listening to the sound of their soft coo which instantly calmed down my minds havoc. For a while I forgot about each and every pain of my life which I was going through. My smile widened as the time passed. After some moment of silence those pigeons seemed convinced that the human being standing at the balcony wouldn't mean any harm to them, so two little pairs came towards me flaring their pure white wings and sat on the railing near my elbow which was touching the wet moist drenched iron rods. Their little curious eyes observed me as I smiled looking towards them. they twitched their neck adorably while observing me and I giggled. They flared their wings again but didn't fly away that time. I stretch out my hands and touched the little feathery neck of the nearby bird with my index fingertip softly. It felt so tender and warm. The bird didn't mind at all and also brushed her feathery chicks on my fingers. So the little pigeon was actually enjoying my company. The other one who was at some little distance also came near its companion and also joined to caress my hand with her little feathers. I giggled as it tickled in my skin a bit but the feeling was out of the world. While observing those adorable pairs suddenly an idea flickered on my mind and I slowly moved inside leaving my new friends at the balcony. I took out the cookie jar from my cupboard and took some cookies out. Crashing them in my hand I rushed to the balcony again. I was startled to see that more three to four pigeons had gathered on the balcony in my absence. I smiled and stretched my joined palms towards them which was filled with smashed cookies. As soon as they observed my hand, they flew in unison towards me and jumped on my palms. With their little small beaks they started to have those crushed cookies. The tender pinch of their little beaks, the warmth of their feathery touch wiped away my every agony at that moment and I felt content after so long. I remembered what pappa used to say.
"Sometimes we wander around the world to find happiness but return back empty handed. But after returning when u see your peoples smiling face, u will get that what you were searching for. Happiness lies in between our heart. Someone gets them and they don't need anything and who doesn't get, wanders around for the lifetime!"
Surprisingly, for the first time my poppa's memory didn't give me tears or left me agonized. Might be it was for the warmness which I felt after feeding those pigeons but I was genuinely happy at that time after the bizarre long three months. My new little friends had already finished their morning breakfast I guess and they flew away to join their friends. I saw the pigeons didn't left the place yet. Might be they wouldn't leave till the people started to come out from their doorsteps. The eastern sky was imprinting with orange red marks. Pappa used to say that everybody should start the day with a smile and they would smile all along the time. I just hoped that it came true at least for the moment. I slowly came down the stairs. Mama-mummy must be sleeping. I moved towards the kitchen and grabbed a full packet corn seeds from there. Hope mummy wouldn't mind. I came out pushing the door and moved inside the hard of pigeons while they flew around me in some welcoming gesture.
Raghu's POV...
My sleep instantly got broken when I felt some chewy things on my face just like the day. I popped out my eyes and caressed my chick in doubt. Not again!! My all mode turned sour as I observed the traces of bird's poo on my hand. Chuckling with irritation, I twitched my neck at both sides to search for the culprit black crow but instead of that I found a little white pigeon seating on the arch of balcony on my above. "Kya bey...!!" I made a face towards him, "abb tuu bhi suru hoo gaya... tera woo kauwa (crow) bhai to kab se mere pee karte jaa rahe hain.. S**a alarm clock ban gaya apna yee!!" I said rubbing my face in irritation, "kauwa chala gaya too uska bhai kabutar(pigeon) aa gaya... yee Mumbai kee bird logon koo apun see kya problem hain yaar.." I said in irritated voice. the pigeon cooed loudly in protest. "Abey chilla mat...Khata pita insaan ko sulabh souchalay (low coast sanitation) bana diya hain... kahin aur see kha pii ke ataa hain aur mujhpe m**t deta hain!!..." I said in utter irritation and jumped out from my cot. My mode was totally off due to the early morning sleep break. The old fellow Rahim chacha who lived just at the house at the corner of our basti, used to feed those pigeons at early morning. He passed away last week but the faithful birds still visit at the place to search for him. who were going to tell them that there was no one in the basti who was going to feed them.
I splashed water on my face and dragged my towel. Wiping my face with that, I rubbed my eyes and hairs to remove the dizziness from my mind. Man I was not used to wake up so earlier. Shoving away the blankness from my mind, I looked at the front where the hard of pigeons had gathered on the steerts of basti and in between them I saw known face glowing like fresh morning sun. my eyes instantly get steal on the sight. I shook my face heavily trying to see if I was having early morning hallucination but she was still there and in the same dress which I saw last night, white leg in and chunri with red suit. Antara's smile widened as she moved in between the hard of those pigeons. Those pigeons started to fly up from her approaching footstep and roamed around her, her smile brightened in innocent mischief. She stood in the middle of hard and spread something from the packet in her hand. The pigeons rushed towards the spot and started to hit the ground with their beaks. Seemed like, they were having their morning mills. My eyes never left her. Antara bent down on her knees with that huge smile on her face and grabbed some more things from the packet and stretched towards those birds. Those birds jumped on her palm in unison. She giggled looking at them and caressed their feathery wings. Some of them flared their wings and took seat on her shoulder. Antara smiled and caressed their feathery throat. Her eyes were gleaming with so much innocent happiness, just like a little teenage girl. While observing her every action, my lips crept with an automatic smile. who could say that it was the same girl whom I observed last night. That dead, pale face which still shivered me inside and those silent eyes with screaming deep sorrow, like a lonely mourning soul! But as if like her every agony was vanished with the darkness and the bright sun of new days had brought back her lost happiness. I chuckled as the thought came in my mind. I never used to think about those so called things but she made me think. What thing she held in her which was making me to think of her every moment? My hand automatically teached to scratch my hairs as a deep breath escaped from my chest. Perhaps it was not my fault, as I never faced someone like her in my whole life. The girl was just like the uncertain weather of Mumbai city, sometime it was bright sun all around and just after some moment rain and cloud made that gloomy but after heavy rainfall when the dirt got cleaned from the city the sunrays looked more elegant.
"Lagta hain... aaj weather thora thik thak hain.. chal ke baat kar lete hain.." someone said in my mind and I moved instantly to the stairs. I even forgot to put on my shirt and moved in my grey vest and black tracks on. Strange!! Why I wanted to talk to her so badly?! I didn't know and before I could think about that my feet were moving towards her. In a minute I was on the street opening the collapsible gate of our house. She was still involved with those pigeons that she didn't saw me coming. As I moved I saw her lips were moving. My curious mind got active. As I moved forward, I could hear the words coming from her mouth.
"Kitna acha hotaa agar aap baat kar patein too... To hum aap se apne dil ke baat kahe pate... bahut din hoo gaye... kissi se dil khol ke baat kiye... khair chorieye..."
She was talking to those pigeons! It looked really fun. I stood just some steps away keeping my both hand inside my track's pocket silently listening her conversation with those pigeons.
"Waisey aap log kahan se ayein hoo?!... Kashmir se?!..." She asked with gleaming eyes.
"Nake ke pass purane ghar se deliver hoo kee ayya hain.." I couldn't stop myself and said with a chuckle. Her eyes became steal all of a sudden. The merriness which was their earlier was replaced by sudden tension. Her hand which was caressing he feathery body of those pigeons suddenly froze at the spot.
As if she was petrified all of a sudden!
She instantly twitched her neck towards me, her eyes were darkened again. The flickering innocent happiness was not there anymore. I felt the smirk which was crept on my lips was suddenly gone looking at the hard liners appearing in her face. She stood up from the ground instantly unwillingly spilling some corns from her hands and some pigeons flew away from the space. Again that hard unreadable look in her face, as if she got into her shell for precaution as she saw me near her. She always did that to me. Why?!! I suddenly felt the frustration to know about the truth behind her harsh behavior to me. Giving a hard look towards me she turned her back and moved towards her houses door. "Oye ruk!!!..." instantly the words came out from my mouth to stop her. But she didn't even pretend to listen. "ee sun naa... express mail ki tarah kyun bhag rahi hain?!!" frustration rose in my voice due to her ignorant. I scratched my face looking here and there and grabbed a pigeon from the underneath and rushed towards her. I stood in front of her blocking her way. Antara looked towards me with an irritating frown. "Dekh!!..." I said taking a deep breath, "Jaan ta hoon apun ke thobre se tera solid locha hain, apun saam ne atein hii tere chahere ki tubelight off hoo jati hain...par kya hain naa" I showed the pigeon in my hand to her, "Apun ke liye tuu iss bechare kabutar ki morning breakfast kyun bigar rahi hain... adha pet khilake too mat jaa..." as I said further she gauzed my face with unbelievable eyes mixed with that irritation. I tried to understand that if she was miffed or enough convinced to stay back. At last she sighed and took out some corn's seed and held those in her palm. The bird looked towards those corn seeds for a while and slowly started to eat them from her hand. I continued to look at her palm. Our fingers were just inches away. Her fingers were really beautiful, long ravishing and tender. I wonder what it would feel over my rough fingers. My thought confused me! What kind of thought I was having towards her on those days. First I wanted to talk to her and after that I wanted to touch her fingers?! Mere bheje mein chemical locha hoo gaya hain!!... I lifted up and saw antara who was looking towards the pigeon. The small smile was back on her lips but her eyes were still dark. That glow was not there which I saw just some moment ago. I coughed to gain her attention. Her eyebrows creased into frowns but she didn't look towards me. "Waisey... tu acha gaa leti hain!!... kahan se sikha?!" I said looking cautiously to her face. She didn't answered at all except throwing her usual stern gaze to me. "Tu apun ke saam ne goongi kyun ban jati hain?!!.." I asked in irritation. What would it affect her if she talked to me a bit. "Arey tareef kar rahi hoon teri... uss sey bhi tujhe problem hain kya?!!" My voice was so harsh while saying those words. She lifted her eyes and looked towards me. The pain again I saw in her eyes which I saw last night and I was dumbfounded again. "Tum meri tarref karo yaa burayi karo... I JUST DON'T CARE OKK... mujhe koi farak nahin parta..." her voice were not harsh like before it was so broken and agonized. For those whole days I saw that hardness in her hazels but for the first time I saw vulnerability in them. "Chal kya raha hain tere andar?!!" my mind asked all of a sudden. I didn't know if she could hear my mind's voice, but at that instant my mind asked her the question, she moved away her eyes from mine. Again her eyes were getting hard trying to hide the vulnerability in them. I flared my nose in irritation and looked away. Why the heck I came down breaking my early morning sleep. Perhaps I could lay back and get a fully fledged nap rather than getting confused by her odd actions again and again. There was so much silence around. I couldn't even feel that someone was standing at my front. I felt the pigeon wiggling in my hand. My all frustration vented out on the bird. "Abey chup chap baith nahin sakta... Kyun chatfata raha hain..." I asked in a quite harsh tone. "Aise pakar rakhe hoo jaise uska gala dawa rahe hoo... inhe bhi takleef hoti hain.." her soft voice hit my ears. I saw her softly caressing the top of the pigeon. I made a face secretly and loosened my grip. the bird instantly flew out from my grip and moved towards antara. Antara hold the pigeon in between her soft hands and again that bright smile appeared on her lips. She blow air on it and caressed so lovingly. I looked towards her antic in irritation. She throw the pigeon towards the sky and it flew away higher and started to roll around with her companions. "Waisey yee subha subha tujhe aur koi kaam nahin mila siwayein inn kabutaron ke sath gutur goo karne kaa..." I said with a frown. She again threw that hard gaze on me. "Laa... ab mere koo kyun ghoor rahi hain?!!" I asked him making a face. her eyes caught more irritation and hardness. "Tum nahin samjhoge.." she just said with a sigh. "Abey kya nahin samjhega apun... kab se too ek hii dialogue mare jaa rahi hain..." my voice became more frustrated as I asked him waving my hand in confusion. she smirked a little. That sadness was still intact to her face. "EK bejuban panchi kisi kee dil koo kitna sukkon de sakti hain yee tum kya jano ge... Aur main expect bhi nahin karti kit um jano ge... kyun ki tumhe samajh nahin ayega... joo insaan sirf logon kaa haddiya torna..loogon ka khoon karna jaan te hoo unhe kya pata inn sab ke barein mein..." she uttered those sentences slowly with sheer hardness. I sighed heavily. It was not the first time that someone accused me of being a goon. I knew what I was and I was not ashamed of that. But one thing she was hell wrong. "Pata hain... Tune kaal basti mein mere koo dekha tha naa shetty ke admion koo maar te huye... par madam.. ek baat jaan lo.. woo log bhi doodh ke dhule nahin hain... jane mane gunde hain mumbai ke sab ke sab... agar apun kaal unn logon kaa idhar se safaya naa karta naa too sayad woo log tum sab ka safaya kar deta..." I said with my harsh tone. She just stared at me sternly. "Par ek baat tune sahi nahin kahan... Haan apun kaa bheja satak jata hain too apun thora wooo... Control out ho jata hain... haan bahut sare logon kee hath, payar, garden, haddiya bahut kuch tore hain aaj tak... kissi koo koma bhej diya too kissi koo hospital mein..." god I didn't know why I was blabbering so stupidly in front of her, but I just couldn't control the frustration. "Par ek baat jaan le... apun nee aaj tak kissi koo jaan se nahin mara... Sar for sakta hain apun... par kissi kaa kaleja nahin kaat sakta...KHOONI NAHIN HAIN APUN!!" I spoke those last words emphasizing so much. I saw after listening to my last sentence her eyes just burned in some unknown blaze. Her whole posture somehow stiffened dangerously. "OHH REALLY!!!..." her voice almost sound like a dangerous sharp mock, "Aaaj tak kissi koo nahin mara tumne?!!... Zara thik se yaad kar ke bataoo.." she asked all of a sudden with so much cold voice and I was literally taken aback by that look of her. I scratched my hair in confusion. "Arey sau taka nahin kya re... barobar.." I said feeling like a dumb. A little sad laugh came out from her face. It sounded so shattered that even I felt the pinch in me. "Chroo... tumhe yaad bhi kaise hoga... woo too tumhare liye bahut choti baat hogi naa..." she asked looking at me with that cold look. I couldn't answer her back like I did to everyone. Her every posture, behavior was silencing me. She sighed and moved towards her house door. The pigeons flew around her footsteps. Silently she moved inside the room and before closing the door I saw the unending sadness in her eyes. I stood there dumb in the mid of the street searching for an answer of my all confusion. What did she want to remind me?!! What did she indicate?! I thought hard but couldn't find any answer.
PS: sorry guyss i couldn't make it upto the teaser i given before😔.. so sorry for disappointing u all... the chapter had became so long already aand i didn't want ti drag it more... so sorry yaar... i knew all of you were waiting for that precap but meri bhi halat dekho... kitna bara kar diya chapter... and the chapter is also utterly boring and confusing and a big suoer duper crap... apologies for that😒... and as usual i am ready for the juta chappal fekoing from all of you...🤢
Anupamaa
