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Wow woman. Where were you hiding that talented light? It must have been a very big bushel indeed.
Aap ke haath kaha hai, let me give them a virtual kiss and a bow to the gray matter between your ears.👏I am hooked...totally and completely.Such a clear picture you have drawn of the Handa family.I felt it could have been my mother talking to me, through Jassi.Gora rang...the bane of our's mother's existence as far as their daughter' s are concerned I think😆I loved the wisdom of meetha gulab jamun behind the darker color👏I want to point out to every nuance of the story and gush over it. The authenticity the language brings or the simple act of draping the shawl draped over the head. But there are too many such amazing instances.Such clear characters you have drawn with just a few words.I am eagerly waiting to see the direction in which this story is headed.I am looking forward to a larger than life love story. I just have an awesome feeling about this story. Aur soch ke abhi se mere dil zor se dhadakne laga hai😳A story that starts with Ghalib shayari can be nothing but perfection.😃
Arre shukriya jo itni tareef ki aapne pehle hi chapter par!! But please ji, keep your expectations low.. I am someone who finds putting my thoughts together in my mind difficult so writing is a big challenge for me... reading all these stories has inspired me to share something too :)
Right now, this story is on a roundabout in my head..it doesn't know which exit to take so lets see how well it really goes!
Mere haath na chumiye ji.. thoda meetha khila dijiye.. knights on 90 ki nayi sayr .. an update maybe?!
Home grown language is beautiful whether its Punjabi, Urdu, English or French and being tied to your roots is even more important... small hint on the future of this story line (tied to it.. not tied by it).
I am so happy to see your comment.. you write and praise with such an open heart... thank youu.. almost too good to be true 😳😳
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