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

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@sharmacatty

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Posted: 9 years ago

#21

Is she heera in palki? but there's no girl/woman around her?😕

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#22

Yayy.. new home! Many congratulations my dear B&Bs. 🥳

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@lashy

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Posted: 9 years ago

#23

Thanks girlies 🤗

Originally posted by: melovesja

😲is there a plaki and people in pic I can't see it.😕

Hain?

Yes there are shadows of a palki, guards, palanquin bearers... a group is there... it's visible from the phone too... 😕

Originally posted by: sharmacatty
Is she heera in palki? but there's no girl/woman around her?😕

But it's understood na... that they'll be in the front or back... possibly followed by more guards 😆

I have to make do with what painting I can find on the net...

As I mentioned earlier, these pictures are only representations - a rough idea - of the settings/chapters themselves... 😊

Edited by lashy - 9 years ago

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karkuzhali

@karkuzhali

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Posted: 9 years ago

#24

Teaser for 24

The Elegy written in a Country Church yard ( Poem by Thomas Gray)

( My Re-mix Poem)

The curfew tolls the knell of the parting day

The lowing herd wind slowly over the lea

The ploughman plods his weary way

And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

The sunset finally marks the parting day

The Caravan slowly moves amidst the trees

The palanquin bearers walking through the forest way

Leaving the world to darkness and to me..

Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight

And all the air a solemn stillness holds

Save where the beetle wheels its droning flight

And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds..

Now fades the glimmering landscape from my sight

And all the air a solemn stillness holds

Save where the cicadas do their droning flight

And the calls by the shepherd boys in the distant fields.

The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide

To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame

Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride

With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.

Feeling the pangs of the genuine truth to hide

I have to suppress the blushes of the inflicted shame

But I think about Parnagarh which is my pride

And the duty burns my heart with its intense flame..

Karkuzhali.

Edited by karkuzhali - 9 years ago

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Kalgi22

@Kalgi22

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Posted: 9 years ago

#25

Originally posted by: lashy
Teaser for 24

😭 😭 😭

Everything happens for a reason and I hope it's for good. My Heera.. 🤗 😭

BTW beautiful pic!

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roseraja1915

@roseraja1915

Rocker

Posted: 9 years ago

#26

GM Banjaras and Baisas 🤗

Hope you all had a lovely Christmas!

Originally posted by roseraja1915

Lashy dear, question time.

1. Is it mandatory to start a new thread when the old one hits 150 pages?

2. Is that the cutoff number for a thread?

3. Is it a forum regulation?

It is a forum regulation (of sorts) I think it's easier on the server that way????🤔

Oh, ok. 😃

Teaser : Scary

Teaser Pic: Scarier

Chapter 24 : Scariest

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melovesja

@melovesja

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Posted: 9 years ago

#27

Originally posted by: lashy
Thanks girlies 🤗

Hain?
Yes there are shadows of a palki, guards, palanquin bearers... a group is there... it's visible from the phone too... 😕

But it's understood na... that they'll be in the front or back... possibly followed by more guards 😆

I have to make do with what painting I can find on the net...

As I mentioned earlier, these pictures are only representations - a rough idea - of the settings/chapters themselves... 😊

Lashy I can see now😛

Heera left for parnagrah after talk with her God parents 😛 to fight on her own with all the situation with little light of her love.

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Kalgi22

@Kalgi22

Stunner

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Posted: 9 years ago

#28

Originally posted by: karkuzhali
Teaser for 24

The Elegy written in a Country Church yard ( Poem by Thomas Gray)

( My Re-mix Poem)
The curfew tolls the knell of the parting day
The lowing herd wind slowly over the lea
The ploughman plods his weary way
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

The sunset finally marks the parting day
The Caravan slowly moves amidst the trees
The palanquin bearers walking through the forest way
Leaving the world to darkness and to me..

Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight
And all the air a solemn stillness holds
Save where the beetle wheels its droning flight
And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds..

Now fades the glimmering landscape from my sight
All all the air a solemn stillness holds
Save where the cicadas do their droning flight
And the calls by the shepherd boys in the distant fields.

The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide
To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame
Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride
With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.

Feeling the pangs of the genuine truth to hide
I have to suppress the blushes of the inflicted shame
But I think about Parnagarh which is my pride
And the duty burns my heart with its intense flame..

Karkuzhali.