Today our dearest Lashy's Birthday!!! Jahnu's OS Updated 17/03/2016 - Page 18

Originally posted by: .AKDHASWARA.

Nice meeting you again di

Loved NJAPA❤️

Waiting for more from you

Originally posted by: Kalgi22

There is no such much effort compare to the time you'd taken for the NJAPA. It's something that we're giving you back and you just enjoy😆

Well he don't mind the kisses as long as it's from cyber 🤣 you can feel free and send😛

Originally posted by: Kalgi22

OMG! What a sizzling OS Jahnu!!! Rofling Rofling 🤣 Simply it is superlatively Fantabulous!!! Totally loved it. RT and Jalal in same frame... OMG! What an idea. I don't know whom I should follow and I'm sure we can't come to the decision that easy 😆 Well one is nutritionist Shraddha and who's other one?? Her friend Jodha? 😃

"99xxx is his number. Note it down before my exceptional memory forgets it. Let's give a call next time we are here." Are you mocking Lashy's memory?? No not again!!!🤣

You know what?? We can bear any sort of delay only if you're coming up with such brilliant ideas to floor us again and again Love you darling. ❤️ Love you more day by day!!!

I'm sure Lashy will faint for sure. 😆 I'm here ready with bottle of water😉

Originally posted by: Kalgi22

Well That's private between RT and Lashy 😳

I must say I'm curious to know what he did to make her faint, Jhanu 😆

Originally posted by: Kalgi22

Aww Thank yo so much Rani for your encouraging words. But well I gave up my Miss title a long back for a Romeo (At least I thought at that time 🤣) No formalities just call me Kawsi/Kalgi/Kal😉

Originally posted by: Kalgi22

Awww Thank you for your sweetest words. ☺️ It's me turning red-redder-reddest not NJAPA Jodha😉 I'm so happy to make you read the epic again

no match of ur humorous grey cell.how can a serial talk turns into a interesting story.can not believe .u are unpredictable.please update pale blue dot.😉

Originally posted by: lashy

My dearest sweet, soft, sensitive, sensible, sizzling GIRL-WOMAN!!

Yes!! Girl-Woman because.. behind that beautiful womanly form lies an incredibly girlish girl, which only a few are bestowed to know!! And I'm one such blessed!! When I first read NJAPA, I never dreamt I'd befriend the author of it. Yet, we are here.. together caring, sharing and supporting!!

For this para

But Jhanu isssh... what do you mean you are blessed to know my womanly form... notty girl shee shee.. 🤣
>> Ayyo rama... I said/meant blessed to know girlish heart behind the womanly form.. 🤣🤣

As usual I'm late to party, but you know, I deliberately delay.. only extend the celebrations. 😆
I usually say hope you like this gift.. but I'm pretty confident you'd ABSOLUTELY love this gift. Once again.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING!!

Here it goes!!

I loved it even before I read it.. and that's gotta say something😆

>> 😆😆

Hawa mein udtaa jaye.. !!

"Kitne aadmi the!!" slowly moving in queue, the blue dressed answered the red dressed.

"Again?" the red dressed rolled her eyes. "I'm sick of hearing this dialog from you but you aren't tired of watching it again and again?"

"Never", the blue dressed giggled. "How did your last evening go?"

"Hawa mein udtaa jaye.. mere laal dupatta mal mal ka o ji..", the red dress winked hinting at the nickname they gave to top rating Hindi soap.

"Again?" the blue dressed rolled her eyes. "I got sick of it in ten episodes and you aren't tired of watching it everyday?"

"Never", the red dress giggled. "Simple rule before watching any soap. Turn off the logic switch for 30 minutes and enjoy the leads' chemistry."

"Sir.. I have no change," the miffed voice of the teen boy in counter drawled the friends' attention.

"Mere paas tens nahi hain little boss!! (I have no tens little boss)," the man ahead helplessly flicked a thousand note before the piqued counter boy. HINDI in TRICHY? The girls' exchanged glances. "Change rakh lo ya tickets muft mein dedo!! (Either keep the change or give me tickets for free)", his American-accented-Hindi and his grey Tuxedo that stood singular amidst the traditional dhotis tickled the girl's funny bones. Muting their giggles, they advanced to help the bizarre man.

"Excuse me.." the red dressed girl called and the man turned back. "How many tickets you need?" she tossed a friendly smile. Pleasantly surprised by the unexpected offering coming from a beautiful lady, the handsome man's brows knitted. The blue dressed girl stifled a laugh seeing him staring at her friend tongue-tied. "Hello boss.." she snapped her fingers. "KITNE AADMI THE?!!" mindless of the grammatical errors, the naughty girl seriously muttered her edge-of-tongue dialog. The man's eyes drifted to the snapped fingers and he shot an amused grin at the language and body language of the seemingly brazen girl.

"Sardar.." pursing lips, he carried on with the act. "Do aadmi the!!" Laughing, the red dressed added another twenty to the twenty in her friend's hands.

"Thank you!!" the man gratefully smiled accepting the tickets from the red dressed. "And please take this," he returned the thousand bill.

"Its easy for us to lose twenty which is OURS than to keep 980 which is NOT OURS..", the red dress smiled. "Let it be!!" They turned back to get on their way when they heard him from behind.

"My friend will be here in a minute," he screamed following them step for step and the girls had to stop. "And if I say two SWEETHEARTS lent me these tickets.." he quipped bringing smiles on their beautiful faces. "He'd say - It is easy for us to lose 980 which is OURS than to keep 20 which is NOT OURS. So please.." The girls turned back and the thousand note protruding in his hand welcomed them.

"Its ok. Please don't be formal.." the red dress tried to refuse but the blue dress cut her short. "Thank you," she brusquely pulled the note from his fingers. "When is your next time here?" she almost demanded. Assuming she asked that to return the change next time, the handsome man shrugged. "I don't know. This is my first visit to this town, and to this temple."

"Oops..", the blue dress feigned disappointed. "I thought we'd be behind you in queue next time as well and get another thousand," she quipped twitching lips, with absolutely no intention to hide her mockery. The red dress bit back a lip and pulled her friend along before an intrigued crowd formed around them.

"99xxx is my number," the man shouted. "Give me a call and I'll be before you in queue with many thousands.. SWEETHEARTS." The endearment vibrated loud in the temple making the orthodox locals open their mouths and eyes wide. The blue dressed ferociously flipped her head to give him back but the softhearted red dress simply laughed and patted on her friend's shoulder. "Chill sweetheart!!" she joked. "99xxx is his number. Note it down before my exceptional memory forgets it. Let's give a call next time we are here."

I was already ROFLLLING until here... and after this I went ROFLLL x 2198098!!!!!

My exceptional memory Jhanu... I swear I must do this to you ... for kholing my pol here..

But softhearted, eh? ☺️

>> 🤣How can I miss your most treasured trait madam ji? Anyways, you just pretend to be forgetting. We know that!! 😉

"Right.." the blue dress took her anger on the thousand bill and evilly smiled. "I wish I could curb all notes out of his big fat wallet and eventually that rich arrogant smile."

😲

>>Ms. FEARLESS has allergy to rich men? Hai na? 😆

"Sweetheart?" the slyly smiling man heard his friend's voice. "Exceptional flirting skills dude," the other man, decked in crisp white shirt and blue denims exuded simplicity, elegance and masculinity. "In exactly five minutes, which is what it took me to park the car, you managed to find a sweetheart?" His lips carved into his signature smirk. "I didn't know SriRanganatha Swamy offered sweethearts along with his blessings."

😆

"HE seems to be very blessing.." the Tuxedo dude winked. "He blessed us with Babes in ticket counter itself," he said Babes in mere whisper, fearing the locals would thrash him out of temple.

"Babes?" The amused pal's brow quirked.

"Yes. I met two yummy babes at the counter.. one khatta, one meetha.." he jested and narrated his encounter with ladies.

"Where are they?" Intrigued, the chic man looked around. "Should be somewhere. Come, lets hunt!!" the devilish one winked.

Jhanu you must have surely been Basha rowdy in your previous janam... wait😲.. you're a rowdy in THIS VERY janam! Is that why Mr.Jhanu for you????

>>Rowdy and me? I'm the Saint-est human as per Varshu 😆

~~

"So what happened in yesterday's episode?" Taking round around the temple, the blue dressed asked.

"Heroine fasts for Teej, goes to temple. She is about to faint when hero arrives on the spur, holds her midair for five whole minutes, till all camera angles are covered," she paused closing eyes in reverence after finishing first pradakshin. "A little later she faints, this time successfully. As expected, the hero sprinkles water, brings her back to senses, makes her drink water thus breaking her fast and as usual our heroine jabs him for breaking her fast without her permission," the red dressed paused to breathe. "After watching this addictive crap for a wholesome twenty five minutes, I felt so depressed", she dramatically sighed.

"Depressed?" the blue dress frowned. "Why?"

"Why not? I have been fasting on Teej for several years, but not even once I fainted," she shook head in contempt. "Forget fainting. Not even once I bumped into a handsome man or tripped into a pair of brawny arms, neither my dupatta flung on to one such beautiful face. Even worse, these soap heroines get to work under the handsome-est bosses. But look at our fate, " she sardonically smirked. "This is my second job as nutritionist but haven't got a six-pack boss ever- neither in this job nor in previous job. Why is it that we always get family pack bosses - with a cricket ground on head and 3 tires on body?!!"

🤣 I can only begin to imagine how much fun you must have had writing this if I had such fun reading it... wrote it with a perennial 'devilish' smile, didn't you?

>>I DID!! End-to-end toothy smile it was!! 😃

The blue dressed broke into fits of laughter while the hunting males sealed their lips and exchanged sly glances.

"Oye nutritionist," the blue dressed called after getting hold on her giggles. "I can't give you hopes on bumping into beautiful faces or fainting into brawny arms but I have some information to boost your fantasy of six-pack bosses. Our hospital is going to be taken over by Chennai's leading super specialty hospital. The talks are on!!" she winked. "A meeting is scheduled today between two delegates from Chennai and our management for the same."

"Wow!! That's an interesting news!!" the red dressed exclaimed. "See.. this is why I befriended a HR," she winked patting on her friend's arm. "So.. who're our new bosses?"

"Two men under thirty.." the blue dress chuckled. "That I can guarantee. Six-pack or not, handsome or not, I've no clue. But don't worry, we'll get full details once the meeting is done."

"Fingers crossed", the red dress winked. "I'm thinking if we should offer a little bribery to SriRanganath Swamy. How about a 100 rupees in Hundi? Anyways, it's my birthday and I'm fasting as well. HE can't deny me today at least."

☺️

"Absolutely dear.." the blue dress agreed. "Today is your day. HE has to give anything you ask for. Waise, did I tell you I too adapted your idea of fasting on birthday? I'm impressed by your logic dude - if you fast for long life of an unknown face on Teej, why not fast for your own long life on birthday?!! I'm bowled by the concept dear.." she beautifully blinked eyes. The shadowing men's brows furrowed listening to the eccentric concept of the ladies.

Shadowing men😲 Notty!

"Aw.. thank you!!" the red dressed charmingly smiled. "I can't wait to break my fasting with mumma's special pineapple halwa", she gulped the water drooling in her mouth. "Don't make it late today. Sharp 6:00pm we have to be here and then go home."

Pineapple halwa doesn't leave us here either?
>>I thought it tops your favorite list.. hence 😉

"Sure," winding up the pradakshins they moved to darshan queue when the blue dressed remembered something. "You go on. I'll join you shortly."

"Where are you going? We got all Pooja stuff na?" the confused friend asked.

"For this," the blue dressed showed the thousand bill in her hands. "I can't wait to spend it," she winked and vanished. Guessing her friend's act, the red dress gladly smiled and moved on to darshan queue.

The blue-dressed sounds more enticing than the red-dressed😈!

(God am I such a bore🤔)

>> 🤣 I can't make red dress donate on her own name na.. and the softnatured girl obviously can't act like rowdy 😉

~~

"10 ka 500!!" the Tuxedo man gritted seeing the blue dress parting from her friend. "Black-ticketer under the guise of HR!!" he swore to his friend.

"It is you who offered them!!" the jeans man teased.

"I expected them to reject!!" the Tuxedo whined. "And the red dress denied too. She seems to be soft and nice, but this blue dress..," he darted a condemning glance at the pacing blue dressed. "She is the real daku", he swore recalling her Gabbar-style demand.

🤣

"Soft and nice?" The jeans man's eyes hovered over the red dressed. "Beautiful and good humored too!!" recalling her quips, he couldn't help adding two more qualities to the list.

Soft and nice... baap re... God am I glad I didn't read this when Mr.Lashy is around.. 🤣

>> Why? Its true only na 😆

"You keep going. Let me follow the daku. I've to see what she's doing to my thousand!!" the Tuxedo man left his friend to the much sought privacy. Slyly smirking, the jeans man managed to tuck behind the red dressed in queue.

The queue slowly moved and he stalked the girl step for step ravishing the sway of her hips as she sashayed. The cream white skin gleamed even more radiantly against the red clothing. Nutritionist?!! A mysterious smile tugged on his lips recalling the girls' conversation about six-pack boss.

Ok this was very tough to read... for very obvious reasons... 🤣

>> I know 🤣

"Your name?" he saw the priest asking the lady and unconsciously his ears erected with full attention. She answered the priest with her name and the jeans man's lips parted into a delighted smile. Perfect name!! God made her with absolute DEVOTION and CONCENTRATION!!

Jhanu I'm going to kill you.. 🤣 this is sweet revenge!

>> Me evilly smirking here!!

Done with prayers, she moved out of queue when the priest continued asking with name of the next one in row. The voice she heard garnered her immediate attention. Peculiar husky baritone!! She simpered checking on the body of the voice but could only glimpse the chiseled back of him. With an unconscious smile touching her lips, she walked away looking for her friend.

~~~

"What is she up to?" stalking from a safe distance, the Tuxedo man didn't move his eyes off the blue dressed. Food donation counter is where she ended up finally and the stalking man's gait ceased.

He became a stalker too?😆

"Uncle.. food donation in name of my friend. It's her birthday today", she forwarded the thousand bill.

"Friend's name?" The man in counter asked and she answered.

"Donor's name?" He asked filling in the receipt and she paused to answer.

"Mr.Bill" stifling a giggle, she seriously answered and the man in counter looked up grinning.

Bill? The silent observer's eyes squinted.

"Yaaru adhu? Bill Gates aa Bill Clinton aa? (Who is it? Bill Gates or Bill Clinton?)?" the elderly man joked.

My Jhanu's adorable Tamil strikes again

"Neither of them," she laughed. "He is Mr.1k Bill."

Mr.1K Bill?!! The Tuxedo man erupted into a buoyant grin. "How audacious!!" He wanted to be angry but in contrary his eyes shined with intangible liking for the daku black-ticketer audacious girl.

"I shouldn't write such names, so tell me yours," the counter man proposed and she responded with her name.

"What a peculiar name? What does that mean?" the elderly man voiced the exact question of the Tuxedo man. "It means FEARLESS!!" she took the receipt with a smile and moved ahead to join her friend.

Jodha 😆

~~~

That very evening, in the conference room of Trichy's renowned hospital, the phone buzzed as soon the clock ticked half past five.

"Sir," the receptionist spoke to the man on other end. "The nutritionist mam, along with HR mam just left sir," she passed on the information as per the instructions she received that morning. The recipient of the call hung the phone and turned to his Tuxedo friend. "Lets go!!"

6:15pm

"Phew.. done with darshan!! Let's go home. I can't wait to taste aunty's halwa", the HR hurried up the nutritionist.

"I'll buy prasad packets and come. Meantime you take the Scooty out!!" After flicking keys to her friend, the red dressed beauty set on her way. Oblivious to the pair of eyes stalking her, she vivaciously paced towards the counter humming a light bhajan. Owing to working day and early evening hours, the crowd in temple is as minimal as expected.

😳

A pair of sharp eyes followed her every movement and once she entered a no-human zone, his fingers shot up in air. 3.. 2.. 1 and at the end of one, a little kid dashed out of void and so violently bumped into the sprinting lady that she stuttered three feet back. Her hands shot up in air as she was about to fall but a brawny arm held her hand, just in time. Phew!! The relieved girl first sighed on escaping a hit and then glimpsed at the arm that held her mid air. Strong and muscular!! In a split of second before her eyes traveled to his face, she didn't forget to compliment the arm that gripped around her wrist. Manly and handsome!! She couldn't help adding after getting introduced to his captivating features. His deep brown orbs shone with a tinge of naughtiness and affection and she blinked eyes to confirm she's truly seeing the affection in his eyes and its not her own fantasy that deluded her.

Ok I swear I'm to kill you and kill you again.. you do know I have an overactive imagination, right? You so shouldn't be doing this to me.. 😆

>> What's a gift to romantic-writer-e-khas without little dose of romance? 😉

Why'd a stranger fondly stare at me? She thought but another thought soon overtook the former. Why's he not pulling me up? Totally baffled, she was about help herself when the sturdy arm so mightily pulled her up that she hit his shoulder. His hand in a lightening speed rested on her neck, did something and immediately released. To her, it appeared like he casually tried to distance her but hesitantly refrained in last moment. "Sorry!!" she murmured stepping back. " And thank you!!"

He mysteriously smiled before opening his mouth. "Take care miss. A joint fracture is not a pleasing gift to gift yourself on birthday."

"Yeah, Righ.." she was about to smile at the quip when her eyes widened in shock. "How do you know its my birthday?"

"Thanks for confirming," he coolly smirked. "It was a mere guess as your dress looked special." She half smiled glancing at him half convinced, nevertheless she moved ahead on her way. Is it Tuxedo day or what? She scrunched face at the absurd coincidence of seeing two suit-men in a temple of a small town like Trichy, that too on same day. If only she knew he's the same white shirted man she glimpsed that morning, except that the white shirt was now obscured behind a dark blue blazer.

I literally felt like a teenager reading this

>>😆😆😆

3.. 2.. 1.. His groomed fingers counted again and at the end of one he saw her halting in tracks and holding her head. What's happening? The bewildered lady couldn't fathom what's going on with her body. Am I fainti... The word didn't finish when she collapsed but again she was caught half way down. The little girl once again made a lightening appearance and when she left, a bottle of water and a small box were also left beside the blue blazer man.

The semi conscious lady's eyes squeezed at the discomforting coldness of water sprinkled over her face. "Open your mouth!!" she heard an instruction very close to her ear. She batted lids to open, but couldn't. "Open your mouth!!" she heard again and this time, she mustered all strength to open her eyes. Finding herself in the lap of the mysterious stranger, her mouth automatically opened, albeit in astonishment.

"Good!!" smirking, he thumped a spoonful into her mouth without bothering to ask for her permission. Her alerted reflexes instructed to spit out the alien food immediately and when she's about to do that, the taste buds registered the taste of the soft mass in her mouth. Halwa?!! Her brows furrowed. Pineapple Halwa?!! Involuntarily gulping, she wiped the droplets on her face and stood up.

"Being a nutritionist if you fast, what would your clients learn from you?" he jested getting up and she stared stunned. "How do you know I'm nutritionist? And how do you know I fasted?" The newfound shock overpowered the actual shock of SHE fainting for FIRST TIME EVER in her history of fasting.

🤣 My filmy dream-couple

"Thanks for confirming," he smirked just like he did earlier. "It was a mere guess as you fainted and your visiting card popped out of your bag."

Guess? She glanced at him three-forth unconvinced. How can someone so accurately guess? Nevertheless, she faintly smiled. "Thank you mister..?"

"You're welcome!!" not revealing his name, he softly smiled. Nodding in bye, she resumed on her tracks checking her handbag for the visiting card he claimed to pop out. How the hell did I swoon so abruptly, with no prior symptoms of fatigue or giddiness?! And seriously pineapple halwa?! On pronto? As if it is planned and arranged?!

The devilishly grinning man's fingers shot up in air again. 3.. 2..1 and at end of one a sudden gust of wind blew the retracting woman's duppata off.

He arranged an entire Chopra Johar-styled production for her in the temple kyaa?😆

>>Banda hai hi aisa.. does everything to perfection!! 😉

Too dazed by the slick happening, she froze on her feet, her fingers tightly gripping the strips of handbag. What the hell is happening here? She turned back in a jiff, only to find her red dupatta flinging on the mystical man's charming face. Her gaze sharpened contemplating over the coincidence of the events. This is anything but coincidence!! She took slow but steady strides to the mysterious-not-so-stranger.

"Ms.Concentration, where is your concentration?" he teasingly squinted eyes. It took a moment for her to discern he's hinting at one of the various meanings of her name. And when it did, an imperceptible fear racked through her. He knows my name and its meanings too?!!

"Who are you?" curbing the fear, she allegedly asked folding her arms.

😆 Buddhu red-dressed... it took you this long to guess its not a coincidence?

>>Takes time for cells come out of HIS spell and set into action na? 😆

~~

"Who are you?" folding arms, the blue dressed lady demanded the man who coolly planked against their Scooty. "What are you doing here? Are you stalking us?"

"Stalk you?" the Tuxedo man's brows evilly quirked. "And lose another thousand?" he shrugged nonchalant. "I've no interest in black-ticketers."

😆

"Excuse me?" the blue dressed girl's eyes turned red. "Who is black-ticketer?"

"One who sells 10 rupees tickets for 500!!" The stylish man even more stylishly shrugged.

"I didn't sell..", the blue dressed pounced back. "Its your rich arrogance that costed you. Next time before you flaunt with your big fat bills, you'll surely remember this." Giving him one last admonishing glance, she put the helmet on and took the frustration of black-ticketer title on the kick rod of Scooty. His smooth fingers gripped the handlebar not letting her leave before he finished.

"KITNE AADMI THE?" he imitated, twitching his lips into a devilish smirk.

"What?" She scrunched her nose at the out of context question.

"In the meeting today with your supposed to be new management.." he impishly narrowed eyes. "KITNE AADMI THE?"

"How do YOU know about it?" she screamed startled. "Did you stalk me to office too? Who are you? What's your name?"

Both stalkers interrogating ...

~~~

"I asked who are you?" having not received any response than a twisted smile, the red dressed snapped. "What's your name?"

"That doesn't matter.." the blue blazer man sheepishly closed a step in. "What matters is that," his breathing fanned her strayed lock. "I'm a handsome man with beautiful face, brawny arms and six-packs!!" he whispered in her ears and stepped back with his signature smirk. The listener's jaw dropped; she stood rocked in her place. Giving her further cues, he handed over her dupatta, albeit with a sly hum on his lips. Hawa mein udtha jai mere laal dupatta mal mal ka o jii...

The clouds in her mind began to clear!!

Finally...

~~~

"That doesn't matter.." the Tuxedo man sheepishly closed a step in. "What matters is.. from new management .. KITNE AADMI THE?"

Blankly staring at him, she recalled the two men that came from Chennai. Not two!! Her smart cells shouted. There was only one when you stepped into the meeting. So.. Her pupils widened in sheer stun. "Are you one of the new bosses?" A mild scream escaped from her mouth.

The Tuxedo man stylishly nodded and she then realized who exactly he is. Since she met the Hindu boss in office, the one standing before her should be the Muslim one. Mr. Jalal Mohammed!!

Feeling a sudden urge to flee, the blue dressed briskly reversed the Scooty.

"Miss daku with a SWEETHEART!!" he brazenly shouted from behind. "I'm sure you should be having many questions. 99xxx is my number. Feel free to call."

God! Why do we create such delectable men Jhanu? Where does one find such men, Jhanu?😭 I fell for your Jalal again... and your RT tho

>>To fill in the gaps of boring reality 😆😉

~~~

"And let me also tell you that your Rs100 bribery to Ranganatha Swamy didn't go in vain." The clouds totally cleared and Sun shone on the nutritionist's clogged brain. "Are you one of the new bosses?" A mild scream escaped from her mouth.

The blue blazer man stylishly nodded and she then realized who exactly he is. Since the Muslim boss wouldn't flaunt with Tika on forehead, the one standing before her should be the Hindu one. Mr. Rajat Tokas!!

Feeling a sudden urge to flee, the red dressed quickly turned on her heels.

"Happy Birthday SWEETHEART!!" he brazenly shouted from behind. "I'm sure you should be having many questions. 99xxx is my number. Feel free to call." He boyishly laughed watching the girl's hasty run.. her red dupatta fluttering in air.

Hawa mein udta jaye... Vibrantly humming, he texted his devilish counterpart. "MISSON ACCOMPLISHED!!"

***********

PS: Lashy is NOT a nutritionist, nor connected with Trichy!! Hai na?!! 😆

Adi Vaanga pore... 🤣

But really... man! What a fun-filled read... I'm going to read this again.. and again... and again...

well... I'm no teenager.. but who says only Teenagers have the right to dream.. hai na, Jhanu? 😉

>>Of course.. dreams are above age barriers !! 😉

LOVE YOU SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO MUCH!

>>I could feel the squish.. Glad I could bring smiles on you!! Cherish this gift till next till I come up with another gift another year.. Yeah, I mean BELATED gift !! 😉 😆
LOVE YOU LOVE YOU and LOVE YOU

Originally posted by: lashy

Much as I shouldn't be asking this, I'm tempted to.. 😆

Well.. I don't know how practical this is.. but there are pressure points on body, and when pressed on them, one can be knocked down..

RT here pressed her pressure point on neck to make her faint..

If someone debates it is not possible.. well this a FICTION, I do have writer's liberty!!😉😆