Bheem is waiting for Hidimbaa to get up.. he needs a lota bharke coffee 😉 like some coffee adicts here 😆😆😆
Hidimba is snoring away.... nrrrrr nrrrr nrrrrrrrrr nrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...... The cresendo is increasing with every second, but no luck for hidimbaa to get up......
Bheem goes look for Ghattu baby, but he is sucking his thumbs, all fingers on both hands, toes....... and of course snoring.... Almost like a full fledged orchestra... with some variations of sounds in snoring depending on which finger is havign more grip in his mouth.....
No coffee... and this incredible noise, coming out of the nose was enough to drive our dear Bheem up the wall.... and when he looks at the wall, he finds that Ghattu baby has tried to dig holes in the wall, just as he tries to dig his nose.... it was yucky 😕😕😕
Poor Bheem comes out of the house, thinking he will get some peace... but alas, peace was not meant for him.
Ravan, who had died in the previous janam, had been born as a 10 headed elephant, who loved the flute.... But since he did not have the facility to play the flute with his mouth, as the truck constantly kept knocking the flute from the 6th head from the left hand side, ravan was practising how to play the flute using the trunk.
The flute is kept on the ground. Ravan, in his elephantine form is laying down on the ground, with 5 heads parallel to the ground and the balance 5 heads at an angle of 45 deg from the ground. He was trying to aim the 4th trunk from the right hand side to blow into the flute......😆
I will be back to continue 😆 I cant type while rolling on the floor
O priya..... now I am also ...😆😆😆
