NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~THREAD 53 - TEASER for 58 - Page 101

Originally posted by: Kalgi22

Originally posted by lashy

Originally posted by Sandhya.A

Hayoo. Senthamizh.😆

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Originally posted by: Kalgi22

I heard someone called me 'cute' so I woke up suddenly and couldn't sleep afterwards. 😉 😆

Originally posted by: Tatianabhardwaj

Hello Wishu. Thank you dear 🤗 Welcome to hbas world, hope you are enjoying here😳

Originally posted by: Ifakdha

How was your dunkins sale yesterday Rekha di ?

You must be tired na

Originally posted by: Testmytest

I am sweety, very much. Today is busiest for donut and munchkin sales. Too much of donuts today, I had closed my eyes on the train (on my way back home), all I could see was donuts 😕. I will dream about it too, for sure 😉

Awww my di is so tired take rest properly di and this is for you to deviate your mind from donuts

Originally posted by: Vmanoh

This is beautiful dance pose Rekha and the colours have brought out the ornaments /designs well!

You affirm the travails of running a franchise and that it's no cake walk. You've only 6 more years to go with it & by that time Hari would be done college & working.

I'm sure there'll be enough people out there wanting to know about what not to do when you become a Dunkin Franchise . 😆

Originally posted by: Sandhya.A

THE JHAROKA

The haveli was bustling with festivities and everyone was full of mirth and joy. The morning rays had enlivened the already lively mood.

"Baisa, you look gorgeous as always." Bindiya exclaimed." And Mansabdar too. I am sure tomorrow both of you are going to outshine the bride and the groom too. I dont remember you so radiant even on your own wedding."

"Hush Bindiya...you only need a reason to start your chatar patar." Gauri tried her best to sound her strict self, but her own happiness seeped through her curt tones.

Life at Parnagarh was beginning to be as joyous as beautiful and as peaceful as the valleys themselves. The dark clouds that had threatened to suck in Parnagarh's future had all been dispelled She smiled at her remarkable baisa.

"Will you come down for breakfast now or..."

"Is HE back?"

"They'll all be back anytime."

"Call me when he comes. I'd like some solitude till then."

As the maids left, Heera moved towards the intricately designed jharoka that overlooked the distant mountains and lush valleys. It was the favorite spot of the two sisters as children when they sat at either ends of the window proud of their green and prosperous Parnagarh. She used to look down from the arches to admire Durga's duelling practices down on the grounds.

After her sister left her forever, she chose to stay away from the jharoka, from the memories it evoked...till HE came into her life. And everything had changed since then. They had been through the tempe rs of hate and love, through the tests of hell fire...but stood together during the trials. But now, they were back at their haveli, their home.

And the jharoka became her favorite spot again. She now had an additional friend, the binoculars that helped her steal closer glances at the man when he rode in on his magnificent stallion looking like the heroes the legends described. She never missed a chance to admire him at his Mansabdari from there. She used to lean on one side of the window and looked at him with pride whenever he was busy with her people...well in all fairness they were HIS people as well now.

Standing near the window, Heera glanced at herself in the huge mirror on the adjascent wall. The orange red lehenga she wore did look very becoming on her. The kohl lined hazel eyes seemed to reflect the hues of her attire and her elegant jewellery. Her heart longed to see the admiration in his eyes to hear the soft whispers of how she looked from close quarters. The very thought made her cheeks don colours that matched her lehenga.

Bindiya was right. She did look more radiant than she did on her own wedding. And surely her Sahib too would look more resplendent today. That was because they were at loggerheads then and she despised the wedding. But now things were so different. He meant the world to her. More than her prosperous beautiful valleys. More than anything precious she possessed. Who made her look more beautiful. Feel more beautiful. Who made life more beautiful.

Trot. Trot...

The sound of hooves broke her reviere and she turned to look down again from the jharoka.

It was the Mansabdar, Ibrahim bhaijaan and the naughty Azeez Shah, the groom to be tomorrow. The three of them were returning to the haveli on their horses with her Khan Sahib and bhaijaan sharing a laugh and the effervescent Shah Sahib red in the face supressing a smile. It was the perpetual prankster's turn to be the butt of the jokes and his Ustaad and his friend were not going to let the chance go.

Khan Sahib's laughter made him look younger and the twinkle in his eyes only enhanced his handsome features. Dressed in his navy blue tunic, he looked like a dream to his lady from the window above as he led Bahadur slowly towards the haveli.

A Dream that had become reality. The most precious gift Ma Bhavani had conferred on her. Her best friend. Her companion. Her husband. Her Khan Sahib.

Life was very beautiful indeed.

Almost as if her thoughts reached him, Akbar looked up to see his bewitching begum against the window looking down at him with such gentle admiration that he felt bound as if by magic and couldn't look away for many moments to come.

Finding the opening he had been waiting for all morning to redirect the teasing, Azeez Shah grabbed the opportunity...

"Ahem..." he cleared his throat.

Originally posted by: Ifakdha

Awww my di is so tired take rest properly di and this is for you to deviate your mind from donuts