Lovely lovely lovely chapter stuti👏... short but very gripping!😈 gripping but, very short!
poetries are really not his cup of tea. And this man Surya has wasted all the pages of his diaries by filling them up with all these ridiculous poems, that too addressing his girlfriend!! Idiot!
The yellow torn pages of a daily journal- says a lot of story unknowingly. The truth had been suppressed for such a long time... But how long one can hide a truth?
The toxin of greed and cruelty has been mixed with the blood! The truth must be very hard but I will find that...
16th Jan, 1997... 18th Jan, 1997...24th Jan, 1997...1st Feb 1997... 8th Feb 1997... 10th Feb,1997... And underline under the last date.
"PARESH SINDHU"
Then series of various addresses and phone numbers- mainly of Mahabaleswar, Panchgani and Pune, but some from the core Mumbai too.
Clash of two brothers- Bharmal and Sujamal... Profit VS Principle... Greed VS Virtue... Bad VS Good! So the story also ends the same way??
Everything is fair in love and war...
🤔 Surya's poems, doodles, footnote, the vague sayings, the dates - they're going to lead somewhere. The secret that threatened to bring down the entire empire?
"I love you Jalal! I love you very much! Jodha wiped her tears on his chest. "Please never misunderstand me!
Awww...
"I love you too, darling! I am sorry for being angry on you! Jalal kissed on her forehead. "You know what... I can't tolerate that anyone other than me will love you even more than me! I can't tolerate the fact that you can ever be a little bit concerned to any other man other than me! I just lost my mind reading Surya's love-poems and seeing your ornaments and photographs in his trunk!
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"Mr. Khan is so possessive about me! Jodha smiled heartily this time. "You were jealous of Surya?
Awww
"I still am! Childhood love! Great poet! Huh! My foot!! Jalal bent his lips. "Don't take his name in front of me; I will again start quarrelling with you! You know how irritating is the experience to go through all his poems written for you? Ridiculous man he is! He has filled all the pages of diary with his idiotic funny poetries! Huh!!
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"Oh! It's a treat to see such a form of ACP sahab!"
true!😆
"ACHHA??? Jodha tried to imitate Ruqaiya Ahmed... "Jalal Sir, where are you... Jalal sir, please take care of yourself... Jalal Sir, don't stress too much... Jalal Sir, come on let's go for coffee... Jalal sir Jalal Sir Jalal sir!!! Just a subordinate right???
Ahaaa Jodha won a point here! 😉
"No mister. She clearly flirts with you and you enjoy that very much! Now it was Jodha's turn to start a quarrel. "And when I put my objection you laugh at me telling that I am insecure! Now? Who is insecure??
And whatever Ruqaiya may do, she does not write poem for me, so it's pretty much justified for me to feel insecure!
Ta dah! Point in favour of Jalal! 😆
"Men will be men!! Jodha shook head sarcastically.
"Okay okay I lose! Now don't start again my darling! Jalal affectionately pulled Jodha's nose. "So...
No you didn't lose you silly guy you won!
"So what? Jodha acted innocent.
"So... I want my compensation... Jalal winked. He cupped her cheeks in his palms, took his lips nearer to her lips and exhaled passion with his breath... "I will never ever fight with you Jo... Promise... He uttered and touched her lips...
"Not now darling... Jodha put her finger on his lip passionately. "
'Not now?NOO ... OOO... OOO... OOO... '
"Now come on, come to my bedroom.
"Are you crazy? Jodha popped her eyes!
"What?? I just wanted to show you something! You naughty girl with nasty thoughts...Jalal winked.
'NOO ... OOO... OOO... OOO... '
"Papa was willing to write the whole property in my name?".
"He wanted to make Surya the trustee of the whole property."
"The property will be equally distributed between you, your brother and your mother."
"Your grandfather had clearly written in his will that his elder son will get everything, and his younger sons will not have any right on those. Only Mrs. Bhagwati Singh, I mean your grandmother owns this house as per that will..."
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