Advay Ruminates - Page 8

Originally posted by: Kishmish

Ruchi "Lipishtick ki kasam " I felt so much at home seeing so many familiar faces here 😆

Originally posted by: PSharada

WOW Ruchi what a write up and Jigs is here. How did I miss this beautiful post. Yes Advay Singh Raizada's Innocence was burned down by Chandni's lies and now he is burning in the flames of revenge. Need to see how bad this destruction will be and what all havoc it will wreck on everyone.

Originally posted by: Arshi67

Our Ishq sach mein maar daale ga humein! Love, love this edit ❤️

When can I ever say no to you 😳 but more work for you!

Originally posted by: Heavens_Flower

Picking myself up off the floor and rubbing the bump the sudden fainting gave me, what can I say, Professor Saab, your single hi is like a thousand explosion to our hearts.

Blushing and hyperventilating is the symptoms of our affliction to your effect. Get used to it as it is never gonna go away (though they say, never say never, where you are concerned never is hamesha!)

Oh no, we never looked at it in that angle of you trying to blend in among all that yards and yards of material. Arre... should we order another set of kilt for you? Maybe blue blends this time around?

Lippistick ki kasam, stay away from that mausiji, warna you will be taken straight to the mad house when you return to England for murdering that language and that mausiji. You are spot on about her swelling the Hindi-To-English (and may be English-To-Hindi) dictionary. She gives me a headache within 2 minutes of her appearance, and you got to live with her 18 hours a day (discounting your sleeping time or she may be appearing on your nightmares too). Just stay away, for your sake and our sake. With the type of crazy following you have garnered, never can tell what your pankies will do to her.

Come on Professor, 3 is a magic number. Don't you know that when you can do physics in thin air? How you ask me, please see the video.

[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aU4pyiB-kq0[/YOUTUBE]

And after all " jo sach hai woh sach hai"

Originally posted by: albmum14

Re Re, 🤗

This looks very good. But...is it enough? Will he be wearing a mini kilt? ☺️☺️☺️

He will not give us that look, if that's the case

Originally posted by: Chokri_ASR

Di! This was absolutely perfect, and had me giggling! And not to mention that gif, who can resist the temptation when it is, he lighting up our screens (literally)... so what if colors nearly have had my eye sockets popping out damaging my eyes, so what if the damn BG music shrieks like a cat scratching a surface, so what if at times it gets sour like those lemons... but, as we have all agreed upon for Barun, let's plow through these episodes and pray for the best!

Har Har Mahadev!

Originally posted by: Heavens_Flower

G 🤗

I can't move pass the mini kilt. That would be:

a sight to behold

a benight to the mind

a delight to the senses

a moonlight to this dark gloom

a fight may ensue to get

the right to the front seat

and despite all my attempt

your foresight surely tempt

on hindsight I agree with you

may not incite us that look

keeping quite maybe is better

what a plight for all of us

Originally posted by: Arshi67

I'll just wait a bit, Shall I, while you'll pick yourselves off the floor? ;)

Let me be honest, I was scratching my head (and a few brittle strands courtesy dilli-ki-barsaat, even came flying out between my fingers) for I never imagined Lady R's room a piping mess of dried noodles and Dunhills somewhere in there. Till you asked me to pick myself from the floor. Of course you aren't Lady R, you are my A-hole Singh Raizada borrowing her computer. What happened? Couldn't take Allahabad anymore and came back to phoren wala England?

Never fails to baffle me, this fondness you guys have for my voice. But, as it's helping me here I'm not gonna complain. A soft, husky whisper in the vicinity of an ear, and voila. Goosebumps galore.

Kuch kuch hota hai Advay, tum nahi samjhoge. 😆

While we're on the subject of getting affected, what's with the constant blushing and hyperventilating every time I drink something?! Breathe people! Waise, you'll are giving me more ideas here. I should use my secret stash to go after more people. Depending on my mood, whisky, tequila, vodka, and, of course, the more innocuous stuff for the under age ones. Nimbu pani anyone?

Anything but the behoshi ki dava you laced SPV's irrelevant duo's noodles with. You anyway give behoshi ki dava in heavy doses by just being there, okay? * swoons *

Shall we first address the elephant in the room and get it out of the way? The barrage of mutterings and rumblings that constantly hit me everytime I stand silhouetted in a doorway, is distressing. Let me ask you a question my darlings. Have you'll seen the pantomime reject shop I'm having to infiltrate? Now could I dress any other way if I want to not stick out like a sore thumb? Now do you see why? I'm actually just the simple guy you'll saw weeks back, who traipses across parched lands, carrying urns, blazing his own path in life, armed merely with a guitar strung across his back and a pair of killer glares, one of which being the literal sort. Oh, let's not forget the vintage washed jeans, ya? Sigh, the good old days.

Ah shut up Raizada, you like the fawning too much. The only reason you dress like the the anthropomorphic form of the active dramatics society is because you know we'd die and go to hell (given our thoughts) if you were to dress in your simple outfits. So you keep us alive and on Earth. Good job.

I am truly grateful for those glares though. The sheer amount of bling unrelentingly accosting my eyes in Allahabad is staggering. There's odd and then there's odd. That's all I can say. I remain awed at people's ability to even move with all the bits and bobs hanging off them.

😆 😆 😆 😆😆😆 😆

You funny man.

The one she provided the sparks for. The one she fanned. The one that burnt to ash my innocence. The one that killed my parents. The one that snatched my brother from me. The one that burns like an eternal flame in my eyes.

Damn you are scary. And beautiful, and scary...
After all, jo sach hai woh sach hai.