NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~THREAD 19- Chapter 24 - 31st DECEMBER

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Shraddha

@lashy

Trailblazer

+ 4

Posted: 8 years ago

#1151

Good Morning my darlings... a little late to the party, aren't I?

🤗

I was trying to prepare the teaser ready... that's why

Congrats Kal... first Bindup, Now Kal

Bindup did you have to remind me of RT's wedding anniversary 😆

Shows that you harboured quite the secret crush on him... distributed chocolates on his birthday, remember his wedding anniversary 😉

Periyamma...

I read your verses on Kamba Ramayanam in Periyamma's thread...

and it reminded me of the first time Akbar and Heera met

I'm borrowing these verses (never come across them before)

Rama and Sita's first look at each other.

Meaning,

Their eyes grab each other's and devour..(and).. their feelings merge ..

The Lord looked at her, she also looked at him!

(There is no need for any conversation here...)

[ How is Rama very sure that the girl he saw would be an unmarried one? He consoles himself, " Just because my heart went towards her, she must have been unmarried.."]

Thiruvalluvar goes one step further when he says,

"KaNNodu KanniNai Noakkokkin

Vaichchol anna payanila.."

That is,

"If their eyes can convey a perfect understanding when they( the lovers) look at each other,

Where is the need for words?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Removing her tight clamp from around his arm like it was child's play, he spun around and probed into her eyes

Under the faint rays of the moonlight and behind the gleam of water droplets, there could be no other face that looked more refined. Set against skin that was fairer than fair, the bronzed locks that fell above his shoulders put even the richest shades of brown to shame. With features so sharp and eyes so piercing, she doubted if the man belonged to this country at all. Yes, he was a Mughal, but a Mughal from another land. Her mind went back to the various paintings and books on culture that she owned - trying to find a match 'Not a Mongol. Or a Turk...' she supposed 'Persia? Yes that's it...he's Persian!'

'Are you blind, or are you plain bizarre?'

He'd finally questioned, dispelling the oddest spell of silence he knew. It was a question he was meant to ask a few moments ago, but for some strange reason 'Hazel' were the first words that came to his mind. Hazel - the colour of her eyes. Blacks, he'd seen. Blues and greens he'd seen. Even browns he'd seen. But such an exquisite tint of hazel, he had not 'What do you think you're doing?'

Thanks for making my morning so romantic

Edited by lashy - 8 years ago

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Shraddha

@lashy

Trailblazer

+ 4

Posted: 8 years ago

#1152

Originally posted by: melovesja
Winds are changing
selfishness shows its colour,
true faces appears
of whom they respect.
All want advantages on
coast of other's right,
Yes
power only matters
not its means.
No one is friend and
anyone can be enemy
After all these beautiful sayings of friendship that've been posted here, such a stark contrast... your poem totally befits the upcoming chapter!
In name of power,
In the game of politics .
Parents can be royals,
for Kingdom's safty
Crumbled their child
for shake of pride.
😭
Near one can be enemy
to achieve wishful goal,
Genreal can manipulate
his master for gain.
Brother like person can
be change for money,
lay trust in criminal and
betray your faith.
🥺
What our led can
get in this game
on name of favour, to get
obsession in possession.
Beautiful Mitu... you've become quite the poet, haven't you? 🤗

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@old_charm

Stunner

Posted: 8 years ago

#1153

Originally posted by: lashy
Good Morning my darlings... a little late to the party, aren't I?

🤗

I was trying to prepare the teaser ready... that's why

Congrats Kal... first Bindup, Now Kal

Bindup did you have to remind me of RT's wedding anniversary 😆
Shows that you harboured quite the secret crush on him... distributed chocolates on his birthday, remember his wedding anniversary 😉

Periyamma...
I read your verses on Kamba Ramayanam in Periyamma's thread...
and it reminded me of the first time Akbar and Heera met

I'm borrowing these verses (never come across them before)

Rama and Sita's first look at each other.
Meaning,
Their eyes grab each other's and devour..(and).. their feelings merge ..
The Lord looked at her, she also looked at him!

(There is no need for any conversation here...)

[ How is Rama very sure that the girl he saw would be an unmarried one? He consoles himself, " Just because my heart went towards her, she must have been unmarried.."]
Thiruvalluvar goes one step further when he says,

"KaNNodu KanniNai Noakkokkin
Vaichchol anna payanila.."
That is,
"If their eyes can convey a perfect understanding when they( the lovers) look at each other,
Where is the need for words?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Removing her tight clamp from around his arm like it was child's play, he spun around and probed into her eyes
Under the faint rays of the moonlight and behind the gleam of water droplets, there could be no other face that looked more refined. Set against skin that was fairer than fair, the bronzed locks that fell above his shoulders put even the richest shades of brown to shame. With features so sharp and eyes so piercing, she doubted if the man belonged to this country at all. Yes, he was a Mughal, but a Mughal from another land. Her mind went back to the various paintings and books on culture that she owned - trying to find a match 'Not a Mongol. Or a Turk...' she supposed 'Persia? Yes that's it...he's Persian!'

'Are you blind, or are you plain bizarre?'
He'd finally questioned, dispelling the oddest spell of silence he knew. It was a question he was meant to ask a few moments ago, but for some strange reason 'Hazel' were the first words that came to his mind. Hazel - the colour of her eyes. Blacks, he'd seen. Blues and greens he'd seen. Even browns he'd seen. But such an exquisite tint of hazel, he had not 'What do you think you're doing?'
Thanks for making my morning so romantic

exactly 😳

thanx for putting this part lashy di...😃

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Durgeshnandini

@Durgeshnandini

Dazzler

Posted: 8 years ago

#1154

Originally posted by: melovesja
Winds are changing
selfishness shows its colour,
true faces appears
of whom they respect.
All want advantages on
coast of other's right,
power only matters
not its means.
No one is friend and
anyone can be enemy
In name of power,
In the game of politics .
Parents can be royals,
for Kingdom's safty
Crumbled their child
for shake of pride.
Near one can be enemy
to achieve wishful goal,
Genreal can manipulate
his master for gain.
Brother like person can
be change for money,
lay trust in criminal and
betray your faith.
What our led can
get in this game
on name of favour, to get
obsession in possession.

Soothing as a song...

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@old_charm

Stunner

Posted: 8 years ago

#1155

Originally posted by: melovesja
Winds are changing
selfishness shows its colour,
true faces appears
of whom they respect.
All want advantages on
coast of other's right,
power only matters
not its means.
No one is friend and
anyone can be enemy
In name of power,
In the game of politics .
Parents can be royals,
for Kingdom's safty
Crumbled their child
for shake of pride.
Near one can be enemy
to achieve wishful goal,
Genreal can manipulate
his master for gain.
Brother like person can
be change for money,
lay trust in criminal and
betray your faith.
What our led can
get in this game
on name of favour, to get
obsession in possession.

awesome...👏👏👏

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roseraja1915

@roseraja1915

Rocker

Posted: 8 years ago

#1156

Good evening, Periyamma! 🤗

Good afternoon, Adwi, Manu, Bindu, Bindup and dear B&Bs! 🤗

@ Chellam

What a sizzling stunt, Chellam! Thrilled to bits at your attaining this status . ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

@ Mitu

Superb, Mitu dear! 👏 👏 👏

Edited by roseraja1915 - 8 years ago

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Bond_7

@Bond_7

Rocker

Posted: 8 years ago

#1157

Originally posted by: melovesja
Winds are changing
selfishness shows its colour,
true faces appears
of whom they respect.
All want advantages on
coast of other's right,
power only matters
not its means.
No one is friend and
anyone can be enemy
In name of power,
In the game of politics .
Parents can be royals,
for Kingdom's safty
Crumbled their child
for shake of pride.
Near one can be enemy
to achieve wishful goal,
Genreal can manipulate
his master for gain.
Brother like person can
be change for money,
lay trust in criminal and
betray your faith.
What our led can
get in this game
on name of favour, to get
obsession in possession.

So meaningful and moving..😭.You are AWESOME,Mitu di!👏👏

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Priyaadarshini

@Priyaadarshini

Navigator

Posted: 8 years ago

#1158

Originally posted by: lashy
Good Morning my darlings... a little late to the party, aren't I?


🤗



I was trying to prepare the teaser ready... that's why


Congrats Kal... first Bindup, Now Kal


Bindup did you have to remind me of RT's wedding anniversary😆
Shows that you harboured quite the secret crush on him... distributed chocolates on his birthday, remember his wedding anniversary😉


Periyamma...
I read your verses on Kamba Ramayanam in Periyamma's thread...
and it reminded me of the first time Akbar and Heera met


I'm borrowing these verses (never come across them before)




Rama and Sita's first look at each other.
Meaning,
Their eyes grab each other's and devour..(and).. their feelings merge ..
The Lord looked at her, she also looked at him!


(There is no need for any conversation here...)


[ How is Rama very sure that the girl he saw would be an unmarried one? He consoles himself," Just because my heart went towards her, she must have been unmarried.."]
Thiruvalluvar goes one step further when he says,


"KaNNodu KanniNai Noakkokkin
Vaichchol anna payanila.."
That is,
"If their eyes can convey a perfect understanding when they( the lovers) look at each other,

Where is the need for words?"


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Removing her tight clamp from around his arm like it was child's play, he spun around and probed into her eyes
Under the faint rays of the moonlight and behind the gleam of water droplets, there could be no other face that looked more refined. Set against skin that was fairer than fair, the bronzed locks that fell above his shoulders put even the richest shades of brown to shame. With features so sharp and eyes so piercing, she doubted if the man belonged to this country at all. Yes, he was a Mughal, but a Mughal from another land. Her mind went back to the various paintings and books on culture that she owned - trying to find a match'Not a Mongol. Or a Turk...'she supposed'Persia? Yes that's it...he's Persian!'

'Are you blind, or are you plain bizarre?'
He'd finally questioned, dispelling the oddest spell of silence he knew. It was a question he was meant to ask a few moments ago, but for some strange reason'Hazel'were the first words that came to his mind. Hazel - the colour of her eyes. Blacks, he'd seen. Blues and greens he'd seen. Even browns he'd seen. But such an exquisite tint of hazel, he had not 'What do you think you're doing?'
Thanks for making my morning so romantic

I was about to say , why the entire chapter can't be as grand and classy as akbar's entry which was so soothing to our hearts. But now when I see this , that I realize you have always reserved your best for him.it is so beautiful even while re-reading ⭐️ ⭐️