NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~Thread 12- Chapter 17

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karkuzhali

@karkuzhali

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Posted: 8 years ago

#731

In the Film "Jhanak Jhanak Payal Bhaje", all the title cards were done in Rangoli Art. The art director was Khanu Desai, a Master artist..

Likewise the Art Director of the Tamil movie Kalki's "Parthiban Kanavu" was the famous artist "Maniam".

Periyamma/ aunty/ Akka.

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harshal

@harshu27

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Posted: 8 years ago

#732

Originally posted by: lashy

Periyamma - thanks for your blessings...
Chellam - I loved the poem... and the card too
Catty Di... beautiful picture and wishes

Harshu lovely message.. so nice you visited that temple
Shruthi, Mitu, Sandy, Anindita, Bindup, Manasi, Rose, Adwi, Shagun and anyone else I might have missed wishes to you too 🤗

Adwi... I still owe you, Divi and Jhanu replies... I know... I'll do it tomorrow da... 🤗

yeah yest as kals said i was on pilgrimage tour...😆😛

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harshal

@harshu27

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Posted: 8 years ago

#733

Originally posted by: lashy
I know I'm super late for more than half the world... but it's only 12:30 here...
So I drop in with an ultra special message for everyone...

Can you guess who made this?
One of our very own friends here did...
And I am posting it on her behalf

With this beautiful picture, I wish you all a very very happy Vijaya Dashami (Dusshera) 🤗

wish u d same😳btw its really beautiful pic...😛😳

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karkuzhali

@karkuzhali

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Posted: 8 years ago

#734

Thank you friends!

GOOD NIGHT!

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harshal

@harshu27

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Posted: 8 years ago

#735

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

Thank you friends!
GOOD NIGHT!

good night aunty...😃

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harshal

@harshu27

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Posted: 8 years ago

#736

Originally posted by: lashy
I've invited my friends over for lunch/Haldi Kumkum today... (so was busy cooking cleaning from yesterday noon...)

Inviting all my friends here too to join us... (this is what I made, though it's not actual picture lol!)

dis is so yummy lashy sahiba...😳thnx fr virtual pics of d delicacies...😆😛

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Sandhya.A

@Sandhya.A

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Posted: 8 years ago

#737

Originally posted by: binduprasad41

I guess
sandhya di

its so beautiful
happy dussehra lashy Di

No not me! 😕

Must be Saraswathi aunty.😳

Yashodha's jewels have come out so well!👏

Happy Dussehra sakhis.🤗

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binduprasad41

@binduprasad41

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Posted: 8 years ago

#738

Originally posted by: Sandhya.A

No not me!😕
Must be Saraswathi aunty.😳
Yashodha's jewels have come out so well!👏

Happy Dussehra sakhis.🤗

yes Di
it was made by saraswathi aunty
but it's so beautiful na

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binduprasad41

@binduprasad41

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Posted: 8 years ago

#739

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

Thank you friends!
GOOD NIGHT!

Good night aunty

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sp108

@sp108

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Posted: 8 years ago

#740

Hello Lashy 🤗

My comments on your beautiful work have been long overdue. So please forgive me for being so late in putting down my appreciation in words. And please bear with me, because most of my comments may sound antiquated.

To begin with, I loved the way you gave us a feel of the era, through the very intriguing prologue. As the story progressed, the vivid colours of Rajasthan came to the fore.

And then came Durga's sad end. I loved the way you wrote the chapter. As I read, I was transported to the Parnagarh haveli, my heart beat racing as Durga tries to make sense of the situation. The eerie silence in the haveli penetrated my ears, as much as they strained Durga's. And then the moment of reckoning, when Durga has to fight her enemies and protect the farmaan. I was absolutely stunned at the brutality she suffered at the hands of Khalil. Though you chose your words very delicately, it didn't bring down the graveness of the situation or the perverseness of Khalil or his beastly nature. Hats off to you for that.

With Durga murdered, it was now time for Heera to lead. I absolutely love Heera. Her perceptiveness is such a special gift. She has a disability but that is compensated by some marvellous abilities - perceptiveness, humility, wit, healing, leadership. I don't claim to have read too many books, but I have rarely come across such a beautiful soul - who commands respect, admiration and preservation. The one who comes closest is probably Austen's Elinor. I loved the first "close" encounter between Khan Sahib and Heera. I didn't see the partial blindness coming. As much as Khan Sahib was startled, so was I. I loved the way Khan Sahib threw his knife to hold the ladder in place. I could visualise it before me. Lovely writing Lashy!

And I didn't see the shockers coming either - Mahendra's betrayal and Khan Sahib being none other than the Ustaad. I loved the scene where the revelation of Ustaad Akbar Mohummad Khan takes place. Absolutely riveting!

I have loved the revelation of Heera and AMK in the moments they spend with each other. Whether revealing her vision issues, or asking for permission for the medicinal plants in his garden, or wishing to catch a glimpse of him as he passes by the cultivation patch, or asking Khan Sahib to sing for Bahadur (one of my favourite moments) or pouring out her grief before him - Heera unravelled her personal side, which probably even Gauri or Bindiya may not claim to know. When she said "I am afraid Khan Sahib", I was in tears.

Whether probing her more about her vision-issues albeit delicately, or wishing her Good Night in Marwari, or admiring her grace and indomitable spirit, or seeking her help, eventually courteously, for Bahadur, or offering an Adaab to her in front of her retinue, or saving her from the deadly scorpion or pouring his grief before her, albeit amorphously - the pent-up emotions of Akbar screamed for recognition, for liberation.

In a story peppered with shocks, the one constant has been the growing companionship of Heera and Akbar. And as you stated in the prologue, it surely is a rare love story.

I loved the way you have portrayed Khan Sahib struggling to keep up the fortress of indifference, his grappling with his own sense of identity - a spy, a human being, a friend, a royal servant, a protector. In this battle of love vs loyalty, either choice by Khan Sahib spells doom for Heera. He has to plan out something, so that love and loyalty can co-exist, and Heera is safe forever.

Thanks for the wonderful story Lashy. And sorry once again for commenting very late.