NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~THREAD 47-CHAPTER 52, TSR for 53 UPD - Page 97

Originally posted by: melovesja

O dear life ! You may

wants to test me so hard

But you, only my

Tutor so smart.

I will fight in your

Arena till last and

Make you proud with

Winning shield for my love.

Ma Bhavani ! My shahib

Is warrior so brave

fighting his bettal rare

With hand scuff.

In his toughest time

Does all in his hand

Stand tall for us

Or goes on his knee.

Please bless him and

Be a helear of my love

stranghen his body to

Match with his winning spirit.

Happy Birthday Dear Chellam.

The warm gentle dusky breeze had Love written all over it! With the green hills and rolling meadows as far as the eyes can go and undulating fields of farmlands, one can do nothing but sigh in pleasure! And the other side of the valley boasted of red soil bringing a contrast to the lush green! It was a visual paradox that pleased the eyes in its warm hue! And what more can be said when one is in the arms of one's beloved enclosed in the loving embrace as if there are two bodies but one soul!

Such beautiful wording... visual paradox!

On the hilltop looking at the pristine valley was a silhouette form which from afar on an up-close look revealed a tall man standing with his arms around a petite figure who is encircled in his arms leaning against the strong wall of his frame. It was a prettier site than the scenery around them. It was an epitome of love they portrayed. Just looking ahead of them quietly in their own safe haven, in their own safe world, in their own safe circle. Nature too seemed to have stopped in its track starting at the marvel in its epicenter.

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After being cocooned in his loving embrace she quietly looked up still leaning on him, her head leaned back on his torso while her eyes looked up at his chin. She had a proud smile looking up at his pointed chin flaunting the stylish goatee on that fair skin. She could see his chiseled nose making a very marked visual to her eyes to behold. Yes, she is lucky to have such a good looking husband! He knew she was looking up at him. But he kept looking straight ahead enjoying the up close and personal attention. He couldn't give his undivided time to his beloved and she has never complained about it ever but if she wants to capture his frame in her mind's canvas then so be it. He let her have her own personal moment of serenity in his company.

So so loved the way you've penned her attitude here!

She after a while, took his hand up still enclosed in hers with entwined fingers and gazed on at his manly shaped fingers. She looked at the vast size compared to hers, then folded her palm inside his in the exact mould and smiled at her own puny size which fitted so perfectly within his. Suddenly her hazel beauty caught sight of the topaz glistening on his fingers. She took up his arms and peered into it reminiscing about what he told her of reminding him about her eyes. Did it actually resemble her eyes that much?

Yes it did... 😉 it still does...

Suddenly his deep rich baritone intervened her thoughts. "It will be of great help when the canal gets dug and the view will be prettier too! She saw the sight absentmindedly and said Hmmm'. He continued, "We can then visit here often for some momentary peace. She again mumbled an Umm hmm' and this time it was he who looked down upon her! He saw her playing with his topaz ring. "Heera, wha..., before he could finish she looked up at him and said, "Khan Sahib I too want a ring. She saw his surprised look. She muttered A pearl ring' and to which he slowly nodded, still trying to grasp where she is coming from. And to his further surprise, she quipped "A black pearl ring!

Ahem... now the mystery unravels!🤣

Isssh☺️

Now that got his eyebrows to go up in complete surprise. He looked at her fingers toying with his ring...then her sudden declaration to ask for a ring...and specifically black pearl ring...slowly the dots were connected. Okay, so this is where it is coming from and this is where it is going!

Exactly... dark eyes... black eyes... dark pearl... ☺️🤣

As the dawn sun slowly spreads its rays over the hungry earth below similarly his warm smile slowly from its source spread across his face brightening it up. His smile reached his dark eyes making him look so much more younger with a softer expression! Heera caught her breath at that sight! His black as night eyes twinkled in pleasing humor. He slowly turned her around to face him and with one finger lifted her chin to face him.

Underlined - ufff what an analogy❤️

Black as night... black as coal... black as raven... black as smoke

"So why does my Begum Sahiba suddenly want a black pearl ring?, he asked. She with a pouted mouth looked at him and inquired, "You can't give me one ring? Still with that smile he softly queried, "You know I will get it if you have asked for it, specially it is the first time you have asked for something but nevertheless I want to know why. She for a moment thought and said "I don't have anything on my fingers and it looks so empty and barren, that is why'. "Oh really? But you work with your mortar and pestle all the time, you never wear anything on your finger, as usual, he was right and she didn't have anything to say to his reasoning. Her eyes were roaming around the tunic knots looking for an answer.

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The finger under her chin again lifted her face up to him. His gleaming black eyes gazed at her fumbling expressions and quietly stated, "Will the black pearl be able to convey how much they love you when you look for an answer to give me, will it say how radiantly beautiful you looked when you told me directly you were partially blind, will it tell you how impressed I was when in my study in Aidabad you stated most days you can use your vision to get by but on those days you can't you use your senses, or will it articulate how tempting it was for me when you deliberately laughed at me while treating Bahadur, or how unnerving it was for me to see you teasing me on the temple steps about playing dangerous games and how concerned I was when I saw the scorpion ready to sting you! How moved I was seeing you cry on that meadow and for the first time I unloaded a burden too in front of someone so vulnerable, or can it explain how I saw you with passion on that canal bank in my arms, will the pearl ring cite my pain seeing your crestfallen face when I turned you away? Will it enunciate how heartbreaking it was to see you in violent anger when you came to know I was the Ustaad, or how completely smitten I was seeing you in the bride's attire, how tormented I felt every time you looked at me with scorn after the wedding! And will the ring ever be able to tell you the ecstasy I felt when you confessed your love for me and how speechless I was seeing you in your beautiful form in my arms for the first time?

Isssh... here this paragraph was sublime...

here this one's for you

By that time Heera was tonguetied herself and all she could do was look on at him with tears brimming in her eyes. On an impulse, she simply cradled her arms around her neck, tiptoed and kissed his cheek. With a look of surprise but a happy one, he simply collected her more towards him in a warm hug. She mumbled on his chest, "How did you know? His telltale Hmmm' said a lot. "My dear Heera, I am not Ustaad just like that, I observe and I decipher, I deduce and I know! She could hear a trace of laughter in his voice. She lightly tapped her fist on his chest and muttered, "You are an expert with words when you want to and you say you are no poet! Slowly she looked up to his raven black eyes from her hiding place and put her palms clasping his face and softly said, "I love these black pearls and they will always be looking at me, for me, and with me! They are mine to love and treasure!

Omg... Lana tum na... ☺️

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He held her by her waist and steadily brought her closer to him! With the setting sun in the background, the silhouette form showed a descending head on the other making one single figure concealed to the world where one's outline ended and other's commenced! It was their circle of love with a golden lining encircling them! Truly, pure love is golden and it is in the air!

Again... another beautiful description!👏

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Originally posted by: binduprasad41

Originally posted by: melovesja

O dear life ! You may

wants to test me so hard

But you, only my

Tutor so smart.

I will fight in your

Arena till last and

Make you proud with

Winning shield for my love.

loved this one so much Mitu... esp the underlined lines

Ma Bhavani ! My shahib

Is warrior so brave

fighting his bettal rare

With hand scuff.

In his toughest time

Does all in his hand

Stand tall for us

Or goes on his knee.

Please bless him and

Be a helear of my love

stranghen his body to

Match with his winning spirit.

He can stand tall for us or go down on his knee - but he'd do anything to protect us... ufff.. .lovely dear!