Short story of Mr and Mrs Walia.
One night ago Munni woke to her hubby dev missing from their memorable bedroom. She went to search him just incase he lost his way to their lawful bedroom. Then surprisingly she saw him sneaking around his Sali and her young sister. Seeing him shocked and gleaming with urgent sweat she apprehensively asked him…
"Where do you leave all of the sudden Mr Walia? Are you feeling well? Is e wrong Mr Walia, why are you soo tensed?
Red hand caught Mr Walia searched for an appropriate answer, taking to count at the late hour he left their bedroom. "Bani I don't know how to tell you this. He paused, thinking what to add next. "The thing is… the thing is… I'm not what you think Bani I'm still your Mr Walia.
"What are you talking about Mr Walia? I don't understand what you mean. She was confused but anxious to know what was going to happen next.
He advanced toward her. "I know it sound soo confusing but it's the truth Bani
"Please hindi mein bol agar app angrezi bar ulaj rahe ho. demanded Munni fearfully.
She glanced behind his back and caught a glimpse of Pia leaning on the guest bedroom's doorjamb, wearing nothing but a knee length night lace, and waiting for her Mr Volia to return to her and finish from where he left. "Oh no… I think I know what you exactly mean Mr Walia. I don't mind at all, Mr Walia please carry on your *** maths homework, I'm sure you will not fail or let me down, taking count to how you scored fast our19 June.
Stretching his sensual lips like elastic band contently Mr Walia went to spend the full night with Pia's bedroom. Then satisfied Mr Walia woke up early morning and made his way to thank Munni for everything. He entered his lawful bedroom to hug his lawful wife but instead found a note on their bed written by her. He picked up to read.
Dear Mr Walia.
I prayed and waited for so long, for you to be mine but in spite of the all effort I have put into it I failed our marriage. Having that in my mind I did a research to find out a way to fix our marriage and perhaps find a solution to our problems.
However, I found one. The solution to our marriage live is, we are both fools and fools are not meant to get married but stay together to witness another foolishness act of their relation ship. But I'm from Mt Abu and not LA… I don't know nothing about *** maths, but know how to spell the love. Like… Odd … Vast…. Elephant
I hope to hear your cry from the hell behind the seven hells… called helldom.
Good bye.
Bani Walia..Oops… Durga Dus Gupta.
(I'm born to bash JaiRaaz... JaiRaaz camp) 😉
Rgds,
Jojo
P.S: The whole thing is a quote and meant no offence to anyone what soo ever and I'm not the author incase anything goes wrong.