NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~THREAD 33~Chapter 38-UPD JULY 17th - Page 59

Originally posted by: melovesja

19 is four dams

Originally posted by: lghosh

Meri pyari Bindu, meri bholi Bindu, main kuch boloon?? Mujh se pooch teri hunar ke baare mein! You are dedicated to work at the point of being missing in action here for some days, you always compliment everyone, have a strong sense of humor, is a fantastic assassin, loves your assassin outfit, 😆 writes wonderfully, have a soft corner for Sayyid provided we have a hatta-katta jawaan face to him, 😉😆 and loves AMK too, and every after 2 days you change your siggies to portray the entire khaandaan of Uddtabali along with their flying expressions and gestures!! 😆 But most important of all you are a wonderful and loyal friend which is very hard to find!! And for this last hunar alone I go and 🤗! Dekh itne saare hunar hai tujh mein aur tu sirf ek hi hunar ke baare mein likha!! 😉😆

Originally posted by: Sabdabhala

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

Happy belated Birthday Wishes Rajat Anna!

Baby Sarasa makes an album with Rajat's photos.

Baby Sarasa makes an album with Rajat's photos.

( Baby Sarasa is waiting for her daddy to return from office. He promised to take a print out of Munni's post which has Rajat's photos. Daddy comes and lifts her up)

Daddy: Here you go my sweetie! Here is your Jalal!

Baby S: ( Very happily ) Thank you Daddy! ( she kisses him).

(Baby thinks, ' If something nice is given to me by someone , I should always thank the person immediately and do something. Otherwise I will grow up like Jodha Akka whom Sandya Aunty and Shyamala Aunty say has no gratitude..'.)

Baby S: Daddy, I'm going to make an album of Rajat uncle's photos..

Daddy: Careful Baby, Take grandma's help..

Baby: Nooo..! She wears glasses and her hands are shaky..! she will not cut the photos properly...She will cut across the photo. I will do it myself...

Daddy: Then don't take the kitchen scissors...take your kindy scissors..

Baby S: Okay daddy! ( Baby runs)

(Baby starts cutting the photos and the following running commentary is going on in her mind ...)

"...Let me cut one by one...mmm...which one shall I cut first...Oh God! Is it Rajat uncle? or his sister? But he(she) looks sooo...o pretty...prettier than Shagun akka.. I should not tell her.. Then she will be angry with me and will not take me to MacDonalds.. He has such long hair..Even when he was little..And he wears thilak..Looking odd..If only it is a doll,... If only the doll makers make Rajat doll like Barbie doll, I'll make double plaits with his his hair and wear it a small frock..The other day grandma stitched a frock for me...she learnt it from her needlework class... it doesn't fit me.. it is too small.. I'll try it on the Rajat Doll..

" Ah..This one... Rajat uncle doesn't look like uncle.. he looks like anna, as Bindu akka said..I must ask Sandya Aunty what would I call him otherwise.. he looks sooo cute and sweet! And the two small pictures!In his ordinary dress.. They must have been taken from his school drama.. Because only schools have no money to buy chamki dresses for the drama actors. When I acted in one, I asked my teacher a chamki dress, but she said that I must ask my mommy to buy me one..Very bad..

"Now... this is my favourite Jalal.. how beautiful he looks..Shagun Akka said that I should say beautiful only to girls and should say handsome to boys...but my Rajat uncle is not handsome..he is handmany... I will paste this photo on the first page..

" Oh, this is Naagin Rajat uncle..He looks very nice..Look at the way he smiles at us... I will not show it to Shagun Akka or Sandya Aunty.. I will hide this album from them.. Otherwise they will take it away from me..."

(She hides the album under her pillow and comes to see what grandma is doing..Grandma is happily enjoying the "Road to Camelot" scenes.in JA ...along with two other grandmas from our next door!..)

Karkuzhali.

( The post reproduced from Shyamala aunty's " Of Human Bondage" Thread)

Originally posted by: lghosh

Rose Sahiba, this is something for you from my garden for your job requirements in Parnagarh to keep Certain Someone fragrantful, vibrant and moist!! 😉😆 If you need some more please let me know, got plenty!

But I was so happy to see the vibrant red color Rose in the garden!! 😃 Immediately you can imagine what came to my mind!! 😆

Originally posted by: lashy

Bond 😎

Originally posted by: lashy

🤣

Reader x: I think AMK shouldn't have done this...

Reader y: I agree!

Reader Z: Me too!

Lana: What!!! Did you say something? Did you say something about my Certain Someone, eh? Come again...

Originally posted by: melovesja

' 'Alas all our first turn out to be most hurtful for us.'

I wrote khan shahib thoughts from c 37

Our lone journey rather was silent but

I say much to her Without words and

knows something new about her

She must understand what I want to show..

what I enjoyed the most,

during whole Journey,

My curious lady broke the Silence

Brought smile to my face...

Her excitement at my plan but

Her sight at low, her ability

to understand all with touch

Was the wonder...

She makes me proud when

Moves of her fingers skilfully

Perusal the plan and her face told

Her heart Full of love for her people...

Casually we sat without any hessel

Wondered at her interest in my alone night ride

My heart swells when she asked

How I feel while those adventures ...

My happiness was at high

Just like my loved once

Shared water to soothe her thrust

But it made us thirstier...

Her choking took away my breath

Comfert her to say always there for you

Her tightened hold on me at my touch

Her feeling of belongings...

Her talkative eyes blew away

All guard of my desired heart

Was not just my wants but a pour of love

We slip into our own world...

But the realisation hits us so hard

I can bare cuts and lashes of words

But does she lost trust on my love!

As she don't know real me...

Her one word hurts me endlessly

Push me into the valley of aloofness

Will wait till she brings me out

Our beautiful moment turned into worst

Our beautiful moment turned into worst.