Discoloured with blood and grime, and torn beyond recognition, it took them a good while to realise that it was no rag - but a piece of clothing. A man's clothing. A grey tunic.
'Exactly like the one...' he pushed down the bile that'd come up to his throat 'Khan Sahib had been wearing last'
>>OMG,this was 😭 how alarming it would've been for the men!
'Mirza bhaijaan' Azeez held his chin up to the man, as an act of defiance 'Do you really think I hesitate to lay my life for this mission? With Chota gone, I have no one else to live for anyway...'
>>What? He seems to have forgotten Kuki😆
'I know...' Sayyid clicked his fingers with confidence - the sound of his clicks twice as loud as the voices around 'It's a symbol for 'spinning'... similar to how our Sahib often spins a blade... is he hinting that we must smuggle blades... weapons in?'
'NO! He wouldn't have planned anything so risky - not when our Sahiba is their prisoner too!'
'Maybe it signifies a 'circle'... does he want all of us to encircle the prison fort?'
'Darn no! Our Sahib believes in playing it quiet'
'That gesture also symbolises 'repeat'... what if he's asking us to repeat a few tricks from one of our past missions?'
'No!' Murmured Ibrahim under his breath, waiting for the clamour to come to a stop.
And it did.
>>Build-up ekkuva,business thakkuva😆He's giving all wrong answers with so much of confidence🤣I thought he'll crack the clue but all his guesses were exactly opposite to how Khan Sahib thinks..😆
For, everyone was eager to hear the guesswork of their wise mate.
'I do not think that gesture was meant to be a circle, a spin or a cycle... I think Akbar was furling up something...' His fingers inadvertently made small rolls as he spoke 'like a scroll!'
>>Mirza bhaijaan,you are truly a star for the way you dealt with these angry young men and also solved the clues.
No more cement floors in this janam😆 😆
Seriously, the decoding of all the clues and planning was brilliant.
'Have you seen the way her hands work? It's sheer magic... simple leaves evolve into nectar... potions dance to her tunes... as if the Goddess herself has misted her divine powers onto them'
'Our banna does not exaggerate... I've served at the Haveli several years, and seen it myself... dead plants have literally come back to life with her touch... '
>>Sooo beautiful!
Ibrahim broke out into an awkward half-frown, while Daya and Bajrang coughed aloud - clearly embarrassed by the suggestive tones of her rebuttal.
>>🤣
'I do have a doubt... what were you referring to, when you said you had a cure for the 'mischief' in his eyes?'
>>😆😆
Her head bowed down, right beside her baisa's feet - displaying the humblest form of remorse from each throbbing corner of her conscience - even though she knew that her own pearly tears would not be visible to the Lady's fuzzy gazes. If she could, she would swap places with her mistress in a pulse. Take on her entire suffering. Count endless hours on a grimy mattress in the grim room of a grimmer building.
But on what basis could she say such lofty statements - when not so long ago, she'd been on the other side pointing fingers at Harka Bai too?
'Baisa... I... I... am sorry... for everything'
'It's alright'
Heera whispered, a moment later - her soft smile dispelling those hard heavy sentiments like bubbles in air. 'Now go... take care!'
>>Aww..this is touching,di..
But the next moment, a lone figure bolted from their midst like a beam - his limbs and senses faster than the thousands surrounding him. The thrill pounding in his ears was so loud that it deafened most of the cacophony around - but that only helped the young chap meander his way through the crowd like light through fabric - fearing no one, stopping at nothing. He angled over hurdles, bent under barriers and passed through any gap he could find - all this while his unflinching glares stayed fixated on the prize that came plunging lower and lower with each passing beat.
>>Whistle-podu,what a catch,what a chase!🤪 Hope Kuki begum makes an appearance soon..😆
The unruly boys would not have given up so easily. But when they saw an apparent fried of the young chap joining in - a burly thuggish man twice their size - their feet inadvertently began faltering backwards.
>>😲😲 My imagination of Sayyid seems to be different from the actual,di..😆 Anyway,what if he is not as wise as MB(Mirza bhaijaan..not Mahesh babu😆) he's at least got the muscular physique that scares people.
Not everyone's as lucky as Heera to get someone who's got both brains and brawn😆
Jokes apart, you have cleverly displayed everyone's skill in this update di. Gauri and IM's sensible and practical side,Azeez's agility and Sayyid's strength.
But,Dhani was a surprise to me,didn't think she was capable of something like this.Bindiya has truly been Heera's eyes many times and her poetry too came in handy,today.Who thought this was possible.
Have to see how the plan of reaching out to Shehanshah and sending the medicine to AMK works out.Tejraj has already met AMK and none of the men know it,as of now.Hope Parnagarhis get to meet him soon.He knows the contents of the scroll exactly unlike Ratan kakasa who has read only few lines.
We knew the special knot would be of help someday and it did.
Thanks for the wonderful update,di..the narration was vivid,as always!👏
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