NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~Thread 10 - Chapter 15 - UPD 11th SEP - Page 46

Originally posted by: Shinning_Stuti

I had planned to write a looonnng review on the most important and magnificent chapter of the novel after getting break, but after reading some of the great and splendiferous reviews can't dare to do that. 😆

Originally posted by: lashy

Not again yaar...

Review is an expression of what YOU felt about the chapter, dear... and saying this with great respect to all the brilliant reviewers, but no amount of glorious reviews... not one person in the forum... however wise, intelligent, shrewd, cryptic, analytical, poetic or descriptive, can tell me how Debastuti felt about Chapter 15... 😉

Now who am I going to go ask for that 🤔

yeah.. I'll have to ask the only person who can give me that... she goes by the id of Shining Stuti!😃

Originally posted by: roseraja1915

Dear Lashy,

I have a confession to make - in Hemakreeti's birthday thread I had dragged your name into my post. So before someone else alerts you to it , let me come clean about it. So below are the portions where you are mentioned:

There are writers and there are stories and then some. And you have PBD. Totally out of this world - putting you right up there with one other beloved and much cherished writer we know who is giving everyone powerful tremors with her current story ,HBAS. Our star authors - the bestest of the best- born just for us readers to enjoy, fall in love with and embrace you as our own. ❤️

Footnote: I am still grappling with who is who on this forum. To plead my case, I am still categorized as a newbie in my profile and only 46 posts young . Taking the safer route, I usually stick to the names in the DP of the writer. I wonder why everyone refers to our darling Lashy using her profile name and not Shraddha but in your case it is the other way around.

My footnote query was sweetly clarified by Kalgi22 (sorry again using profile name):

@bold: It's all because of our lazy fingers... We found it easy to type Lashy over Shraddha and Jahnu over Hemakeerthi. 😆

So happy I got that off my chest.

I do not like dissecting a delicate, gossamer weave, so fragile that the slightest pull can tear it. Or a very tender bud, with all its petals still tightly furled, with one little edge opening up, near the top, just a very little. There is the promise of a full bloom some day ahead - and no, I am not taking off from that dratted zergul flower - but I am almost afraid to delve too deep, to try and prise open the tightly closed petals too soon. ...

On the edge of the unknown: This is where your Akbar and Heera are now, trembling on the edge of something neither understands, and one resents. No, that is not quite correct. That both resent...

And then wish her good night with a phrase that made him seem, for that fleeing moment, like one of her own kind. Why had he done that? Why had he then, instinctively, sought to bridge the gulf that separated them - a gulf of race and religion and culture and tradition?

There are no answers, at least none that he can accept, or even tolerate. So Akbar repeatedly fingers the place where his brown topaz ring used to be, and its very absence reminds him more of what he wishes to banish from his mind that its continued presence would have: the beautiful, hazel brown eyes of this girl who has catapulted herself into his life. A girl who is a mystery, a mystery that threatens to suck him into its vortex against his will.

I love them for their very delicacy, their tentativeness, the emotions that well up even within the constraints of convention and propriety. I hope you will let them grow and mature at their own pace, and in keeping with the mores of the era.

Shyamala Periyamma