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Posted: 10 years ago

#421

Originally posted by: Nakusha
hi hammiee hi naku
what a DP...love it😊...ur creation ...i don't mean dutta patil😆before i use to wait for tammanah comment...now she is busy with study...twinkle has taken the mantle...star too good ...keep posting ..loved ithammiee kaha ho..ud soon😊

you must be joking... no way i cant do one to save my life.. dont know who.. haan tammy.. i miss.. jab bhi ati hai we all are happy to see her.. hummm.. twinky.. aj kal full on hai😆 great to still see people's interest .. on Laagi.. good to see you my dearest naku.. but hammie misses.. BART.. PATA NEHIN KHANA N HAIN???😕😕

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sona89

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Posted: 10 years ago

#422

Hi HamletThaxns for Anno😊...pls UD

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Hamlet53

@Hamlet53

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Posted: 10 years ago

#423

Mishal Raheja
as Dutta
Out of my hands
Part 11
Couple of stiff drinks and as expected Dutta is transported in the realms of a lethargic sense of muddled up well being. His eyes wear a glassy washed over expression as he attempts an emphatic drunken drawl
"jab main bola koi dekhi maine edhur terrace pe.. tu you think I am a drunken fool Baji? he insists with a twist of his palm in mid-air. Baji looks at him oddly, what's with this guy? he had nodded off at the bar surface, aur ab is mein jin! ghuoos gaye hain! he shows signs of smouldering.. Baji knows full well that Bhau tends to be slightly displaced mentally and emotionally after a few drinks.. so best avoid dissension, and comply.
" tu drunk nehin hai Bhau mere! bas peeya hoi hai.. koi pari hoti tu mujhe kyun dekhie ne de? bolo Bhau ,why not?" he asks as if solving some complicated riddle.
" that's because wo meri liye Aye thi , so... and Dutta puts his palm before his yawning mouth with a few nocturnal blinks of his slightly reddened eyes..
"hummm , Bhau for your eyes only.. Bhau??
Baji looks down and sees Dutta's head flattened on his folded arm on the bar surface..
"hain, Bhau tu tun hogaya? kya lotecha hai do ghunt p eke bhi, he goes to the land of nod.. mutters Baji as he gently throws his mate's heavy arm around his shoulder and gingerly helps Dutta to his bunk bed.. looks down at him tenderly and before he moves back after easing Dutta on the pillow.. his collar is gripped by Dutta's strong palm.
"Kaun hai abe tu? mera pas kuch nehin chorrane ko! Naku ke tasveer chor! and Dutta shifts and takes Baji's neck roughly in a an hard arm lock. Baji grips his shoulder swiftly, eases Dutta off.. then subsides his rage and almost soothes Dutta's limp frame like a child, hushing..
"Bhau, main Baji hoon , koi chor nehin.. it's ok.. you close your eyes and sleep".. but before he could withdraw himself, Dutta's hand held on to Baji' kurta sleeve and he says incoherently partly due to the drink..
"stay by me .. pas he rehe Baji ".. drawls Dutta and his lips relax as his eyes weigh with sleep eyes close.. and his head flops gently to the side..
Baji gets his sleeve released from Bhau's wide palm which he gently places on Dutta's heaving wide chest.. one look at his sleeping friend, reinforces to Baji.. how unsafe and unguarded Dutta feels at times .. Baji would know about this for he was a much required shadow of Dutta. There remains deeply imbedded within Baji a sense of gratitude, for Dutta and his babaa.. taking in a boy living off the streets , a disenchanted life.. wandering where his next meal would arrive from? and then that dangerous life of thievery and pick pocketing.. his ear burns suddenly and he reaches out for his hot ear as the memory of being clobbered by those who caught him picking their pockets. Tears well up in his eyes and he turns to look at the slumbering Dutta.. and muses , Bhau not only did you take on, a pathetic orphan to your home that night.. but you brought me here to Patil Nivas too.. in search of a better life than that I was born into.. yes Bhau, tere liye meri jaan bhi hazar hai. As he takes the last gulp of his drink he moves his neck to the window and his eyes nearly explode! Bhau was right! a figure in the white sari... on the terrace!
Baji jerks his head so hard, that his normally cheery face briefly loses its colour and his jaw drops in sheer fear.. he is baffled, is this figure for real or a figment of my imagination kya lotcha hai?
He pours a shot washes it down his gullet and one look at the sleeping Dutta he pulls up his prowess and decides.. security is my domain.. so, real or unreal , checking up is the need of the hour. He feels his gun tucked behind his back, steps out of Dutta's room.. closes the door behind him and walks on his toes towards the terrace.
From a slight distance he can still see the figure is still about.. pacing from one end of the terrace to the other. Baji studies how he would accost this who or whatever in question? His heart beats fast and he searches possibilities of giving him access to the terrace.. he looks at the usual method of entrance and exit. A door.. he is reluctant.. as he had overheard from kale that his mother had some visitors? who ? that was not known to him , and he didn't bother to find out.. Aye Sahib had okayed it.. so all sounded good. Surrounded by his thoughts he still had to see what was going on with this figure in white.. he comes by the side of the annex, secured by a boundary wall and an ivy creeper running along. But what his big eyes are mighty pleased to see in full view is the winding set of stairs that lead from the small front porch of the annex up to the terrace. Without further wastage of time he pulls up his jeans from the knees, stretches his fingers up to the top edge of the bordering wall, heaves himself up, swings one leg over and softly drops his feet on the closest step nearest to him.. and the rest was simple..
Baji ducks and from a vantage point waits for the figure to progress further to the northern end of the terrace.. and then he does a frog jump and before the figure could spin he twists one of her arms behind her back and curves his arm around the figures neck , hand clamped over her mouth!
"awaaz nehin! not a sound or I'll wring your neck! and he pushes her to the nearest wall and restrains her against it.. the figure struggles and curves the free arm and heaves back and mumbles under Baji's smothering palm .. and struggles.. Baji moves back. The white sari is off her head and she turns to face Baji, as she stands pressed back and hyperventilates against the terrace wall.. Baji is in shock! a woman and that too one he knows! Naku ?? She nods once weakly and utters in a relieved voice.. Baji! ooohh! Baji! and she bursts into floods of tears.. sobbing uncontrollably. Baji bites his lower lip and glares at her with furrowed brow. Still ,he cannot be a real man if a weeping female fails to soften him in some way. He blinks at her and faces the fact that this is in fact Nakusha in person..
Softened, but nevertheless Baji takes a few further steps back and then his face clouds up and he looks harshly at her his face demanding answers.
" Naku, ye sab kya hai? ye roop? this white sari? what is the meaning of all this? he asks utterly baffled. Naku tells him her tale of woe. Baji's face falls as he regrets he didn't drop her home that day .. because he had surmised that probably Bhau would drop her.. what a shame.. the white sari contained him from further thundering down on her .. as this is obviously not a joke she is pulling off.. this state of hers is for real.. lardki ek baiwa hai? but still on second thought his nostrils did flare up, as in panic he thinks of Dutta. .as he was pretty sure Dutta has some emotion nothing short of love of some form for Nakusha..
"this is no flipping joke Naku! that you turn up in the state of widow hood , aur wo bhi Dutta ke ghar? sorry state of affairs ! mera tu bheja satak gaye hai? Baji reacts loudly.
" yes Baji it is a sore joke.. but this is my destiny.. I hadn't planned any of this.. especially coming to your house .. I didn't even know this is DP's house, we were referred to this place as a sanctuary by our pandit ji.. but you don't worry I will tell DP about myself as soon as I meet him..
"the hell you won't!! he yells.. pata hai day and night you were with him! he took you to his own house.. you met his babaa, and tune itna bara saache apne bara mein Bhau ko nehin bataya? why ever not? he thinks you're the most beautiful woman in the world ! look Naku, let me tell you both Bhau and myself shared our adolescent years.. our teen years! until now Bhau has only been involved in this creativity.. lardki log ke liye uske pas waqat nehin hota! even if he had the time he wouldn't get far.. he's backward and conservative in the field of chasing females.. tu keh sakte hai .. Bhau is a gentleman.. respects women.. now I don't know tum dono mein kya chal reha hai? pun Deva shapat! you are the first girl he's set his eyes upon!.. perhaps tasted the sentiment which is commonly known as love between a man and woman.. now you telling him this news about yourself.. Naku , Dutta might stop believing in such a love.. and if you ask me, mujhse ye dekha nehin jaye ga Nakusha.. so spare him the grief.. Baji says his eyes welled up.
" Baji bas! kitna bola ga tu Naku ko.. bas nehin batya main!! soocha DP ko kho doon ge main.. that I'll lose him, have been so unloved.." she buries her face in her hands and snuffles.
" don't know if you had him Naku? but after this you can be sure no way will you get him! protests Baji. his face thunderous, Naku I am very protective of Bhau, I have spent a life time with him.. he is stiff, wary of making acquaintances .. tere saath Bhau thek tha, pasand kiya usne tere saath kam kerna and you.. with held such a big thing from him Naku..? how unfortunate, for Bhau.. he will possibly curse himself for accepting you as you seem.. and after a pause Baji adds .. as you are seen!!
Naku does understands Baji ignited reaction. She knows well of his blind loyalty and love for his Bhau.. but she has to defend herself too.
" Baji I am not denying my mistake, but I still have a degree of hope that after listening to my story , DP will show me compassion"
"but Naku the question is not about Bhau being insensitive to your account of your experiences, the question is when he poses before you, that why didn't you tell him before? it's that you have to face.. would you be able to Naku?
" that I will only know when the situation arises Baji.. if I am in the wrong then I leave it in destiny's hand to mete out what I deserve" she argues dryly.
No Naku you have got it wrong ! it's not destiny you'll face it's what Dutta dishes out to you!
"dekh Baji, tu kuch maat bolna, I'll explain to him , Naku repeats
"look Naku, I hate to dampen your enthusiasm ,but in my opinion I advise you to be silent for the minute , wait for the right time.. dekh Bhau is about to embark on his work in Patil Nivas..this project , I know means a lot to him. it's for Aye Sahib, he wants to pour out all his soul out! ab tu use apna saach batiye ge, tu it will stress him out.. you understand what I am saying Naku?
Naku agrees,"haan Baji I am aware that his work will be effected.. besides I too want that I stay on good terms with him.. waise tu hum unke rahim aur karam pe hain , tu meri kya hassiet hai.. DP ke samne.
"hain theek !hai teekh hai! ,but it doesn't alter the fact they you concealed a big truth from Bhau.. tere khair nehin Naku..."
Baji successfully dissuades her.. and then bids her to go to bed immediately, cease this stroll on the terrace, as it overlooks Bhau's studio..
"Naku tu lucky hai, it was I who discovered you.. had it been Bhau, tera the end kar deta, without further questioning!
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Getting back to her room, sitting on to her bed with knees propped up in insecurity, more tears precipitate down her cheeks.. Baji's words though gloomy made sense, she has to wait for her respite. Her whole body shudders as she recalls that night when she heard her FIL, and husband, Mastana in deep discussion.. Naku's body had quivered in thought at the heinous acts they had committed.. and the intent of the purpose.. of their unworthy deeds. She felt with residue pain in the side of her waist. After all this time of a year she continues to quake from that throb which her husband had inflicted on her after finding her glued to the door outside, where him and his father had spun their alarming undertakings. Naku nearly retches as she leaps off her bed and throws up in the bathroom. Quick spin of the tap and she splashes her face with cold splurging water.. although she catches her breath , her tears still sting the insides of her green eyes...even clear waters will not stop these tears.. she weeps bitterly till her abdomen heaves and then relaxes. A final grab of the face towel with a mop up of her face, she trudges back to her bed.. folds her arm, rests her head on it as her moist eyes close to force sleep upon her emotionally tired body.
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New day, brings new beginnings for the displaced family, a mother and her two children. The biggest sense of calm is that of finding refuge and the feeling that one's safety is ensured.. Babi can't help but raise her hands before Bappa for providing them a quick fix it of a hopeless scenario. Babi dabs her eyes dismally, as she knows Naku's life is still at risk, get her remarried ! she looks at the plausible option.. she almost curses herself for disregarding this route. Naku's fingers are busy moving making folds of her white sari that she eventually gathers and tucks inwards against her belly button. Babi shifts her head to her daughter, and muses should she share the idea with Naku? but then declines, it's best not to aggravate her daughter as this time Babi firmly believes that Naku needs to be in a position to choose her life partner.. this time so say the least.
Naku pulls her pallu on, her head and calls out to her mother who seems very engaged in prayer with Bappa.
"Aye, itne lambhi prathana Bappa ki aagi? zaroor meri hi bare mein hogi haina Aye?.. tu chinta kyun kerti hai, Bappa sab janta hai! wo main thek dekhti hoona, aye? " she asks innocently. Babi's eyes well up with tears and she nods sadly,
"Haan Naku waise hi nazar ah rehe hai jaisa dekhna chaiye.."
Sethji, is sent to the neighbouring school.. the very school, that all of Aye sahibs own children went to. For she was a Both mother and daughter offer themselves for house hold chores. However Aye Sahib wants to know what Naku normally does? job, ?Babi, trusts this grand lady of the manor and hence makes well known to her the anxiety of allowing her daughter to pursue her studies at the art college. Aye Sahib too agrees and is happy to have Naku in the house, for the time being until the threat of Naku's father in law subsides. Naku though prefers to stay well out of Dutta's sight, but her heart still craves to catch one sight of him in this grand house of his. Her big bold green eyes roll around the lounge from behind the screens of the kitchen.. and her mouth drops in amazement at the splendour of this house like ,the huge elevation of scaffolds and Dutta's hoisted work stations.. with dreamy eyes ,like a chaste porcelain doll she dares to muse what if she sees him right now? the very notion startles her! instant banishment from his house for sure.
"Naku! meri chai edhur he le ana"Aye Sahib raises her voice from the lounge to the kitchen.
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Baji scans the scaffoldings and briefs the BG to stay on duty ,but out of sight as Bhau plans to work in peace without distractions.. all matters of any urgency needed to be referred to him..
Dutta dressed in white pyjama and a black kurta with sleeves rolled up to the elbows climbs the sided ladder of the scaffold carrying a tin of base prima paint. As he gets to the top of the plat forms tied to the scaffold he sets down the tin of paint and checks all his resources he will need.. he glances at the charcoal sketch of key deities of the Hindu faith. He smiles as he knows that Aye Sahib would certainly approve of the canopy of artistic representations of the gods forming the ceiling of her house Patil Nivas now more or less complete.. the trinity of the Hindu gods, Brahma, Shiva and Vishnu.
Dutta decides it appropriate to start with the figure of the god Brahma.. sleeping on the lotus flower, while he sleeps, nothing exists.. He recalls his own mother telling him stories that before the world began there was only a lotus flower floating on a sea of milk.. lying flat on his back he paints a sea of pastel white paint. He arches up his body reaches out for his paint palette and with a finer brush paints shapes that symbolize lotus buds and full bloom flowers dotted about the wide spectrum. He gives sharp pointed strokes and creates occasional specks of green pointed leaves on the milky back ground he wipes his sweat off his mouth as he moves his body towards the centre of the painting. This time he sits before the background, and reaches out for the broadest brush, dips it in the mixed easel beside him on the work platform. With broad chunky strokes of the brush he first makes the creamy magical petals of a huge lotus flower bed upon which he paints the sided reclining front facing figure of the sleeping god Brahma with a defined huge golden crown on his head..that the god props up by a folded arm! Dutta pays special focus on the god's eyes as he knows when they open life begins in the universe!.. maa ne batya tha.. he sniffs as.. he feels very close to his mother.. but then his calmness abates and the passion to create more grips him..
Next he gets black paint and mixes it up with white and frantically moves sideways from the sea of milk background to massive swirly black and violet clouds across another wide spectrum.. black symbolic of evil and the circular tumultuous shapes that symbolizes the energy of the Shiva the god the counter part of Brahma , for Dutta recalls , Aye told him as a child that where god Brahma created.. the god Shiva was the destroyer of evil.. and Shiva always defended goodness. Dutta paints Shiva's trident which he whirls and lightening flashes! The memory of his mother makes him lie down flat on the work platform under the ceiling. With interest he studies the grey black fury of chaotic clouded back ground.. he remembers how his mother told him when Shiva danced, demons fled! and he sits up grabs his easel and paints the figure of Shiva doing the dance of energy.. squashing a demon.. Dutta paints Shiva's trident with yellow lighting bolts fiery colours of red yellow orange dazzle around the dancing Shiva! Dutta sits on the plat form and stares at the dancing image he has painted.. his mother had many tales to tell about Shiva .. they had his idol in their humble dwelling.. Dutta adds the tiger skin of Shiva's chest and as he painted the stripes, he recalled his mother had told him once a tiger attempted to attack Shiva and the god had stripped it's skin off with the nail of his little finger and wore it.. Dutta moves his head as paints the coiled snake around Shiva's neck .. Aye told him, Dutta, the snake tried to poison Shiva , but he wore the snake as a garland.. Dutta's eyes sparkle now as he paints..they sparkled when Aye told him the story years ago.. and lastly Dutta paints the dwarf with a club who tried to attack Shiva but Shiva jumped on his back and danced! Dutta paints strokes of black swirly clouds, and puffing steam to create the boisterous dance of Shiva.. which is cosmic enough to shake mountains.. Dutta paints tremoring mountains!! Dipping valleys .. but soon he paints with a thick flat brush cool shades of blues light and dark hues, changing into rippling waves of the sea of milk where the four armed god Vishnu the preserver reclines and rests on the scaly body of a thousand headed serpent.. that remain as a fanned image behind him in the back ground!
Dutta cranks his neck from side to side and wipes the paint off his fingers with a cloth moist with turpentine to wipe off the oil paint on his fingers.. he rests his back on the wooden plank work platform. Yes this was an attempt at creativity to please his devi maas.. one his own, who bore him, gave him the gift of expressing life around him in form and colour! and the other Aye Sahib who helped him to share and celebrate the gifts of his hands with others.. He closes his eyes and folds one arm across his chest.. his black kurta has blotches of paints that he had uses for the dome shaped ceiling mural... he wants to see what his creation looks like from a distance .. here it is only in his face. Ideally it needs to be seen from the ground.. but for a while he just wants to lie on his back. his muscular arms hurt due to various movements of extending and folding his arms...sab kam maa ke nam... he mutters in contentment.
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Naku in the hope she might stumble across him.. carries the tray of tea for Aye Sahib and stands directly under the scaffold platform where Dutta lies above her.. Aye Sahib , cheers up and says,
"hum intezar kar rehe the beti edhur le ao chai "
Dutta hears his mother's voice who is she talking to? he wonders. Whoever it is remains silent. But he does shift his body to one side and peeps down the gaps between the planks on the platform.. from his slightly contracted eyes.. he can see the top base of a woman's head covered head by a white pallu. Dutta arches up his body and lifts himself on his palms and stretches his neck to get a clearer view. She moves and it is confirmed it's a woman in a white sari?? with a bolt he sits up and concludes could he have seen this figure last night on the terrace? Seems Aye Sahib knows about her , whoever she is? once again he arches his neck lowers his eyes and observes her keenly .. the only part of her body that is revealed to him, our her hands that hold the tea tray.. he stares from above.. they appear very smooth and light skinned.. a pair of hands that look familiar..he yanks his head to one side and rubs his eyes with the ends of his palms.. he's reading too much into the situation, might be the presence of liquor still in his blood stream. He firms his mouth and prepares to come down the ladders rungs on the side of the scaffold. Once he get's down midway, he turns his neck upwards, and Naku carries the empty tray and furtively sails towards the kitchen and disappears. Dutta looks down and carefully lowers his legs one at a time and then finds his feet on the floor.
His mother looks across to him his kurta plus bits of his face, just under his nose and bits of his stubble cheeks marked with tiny smudges of paint. She laughs a little and comes to him and gently feels his hot and bothered rosy cheeks..
"humien tu lagta hai tune apna chera ka bhi paint ker dela Dutta" he gently puts his arm round her shoulder and asks her to look upwards.. both turn their necks upwards.
"Jagdammba! ye tune buniya aur woh bhi ek din ka kam, saach mein tera haat mein bhagwan ke dein hai" his mother delights by raising her hands to the ceiling at the gods Dutta has painted. She calls out to her daughters, "Roops, Kala, Leela ah kar dekho apne bhai ke shaddah! ,they come and so does Baji and all are speechless at Dutta's marvel. Baji's eyes sparkle with admiration for his Bhau and in a fit of excitement he hurls himself against Dutta's chest and hugs him! Dutta not expecting such affection , is nearly pushed back from where he stands and he doubles his chin above the top of Baji's head and says..
"oyeee bas.. bas.. kam hi kiya hai maine koi jang ka mahas nehi fata kiya! Dutta says shyly, as he moves Baji from his chest gently
" Aye Sahib, Bhau ko bolien jab koi compliment de use, tu thank you khe ka le liye kare.. Bhau! kya sharmana.. sniggers Baji.. and Dutta turns to his mother, "Aye Sahib main change kar ke aata hoon.." and he leaves towards his wooden stairs . Naku quietly peeps through the gaps in the leafy patterned kitchen screen. She catches his tall stiff back and her green eyes refuse to bounce off him as they watch him reach the landing cut across a balcony and then push open his opaque glass doors enters and turns to shut his doors. In dismay Naku recedes back from the latticed wooden screen and places her hand where her heart is, this has to be destiny .. is it happiness knocking at the door to her heart? or is she being drawn into an area where the likes ofsuch are not allowed, rather expected to carry on living a life of sobriety and gloom? She steps into the hall and throws her head up to behold the brilliance of her once tutor.. DP , now a Sahib of this house.. she needs to be careful not to call him DP ,it will be a dead giveaway ,asking for immediate expulsion from this refuge..
Dutta steps out of his room dressed in a white pyjama, fitted white voile kurta.. sleeves pushed up to his elbows. Slowly he crosses his balcony area and pauses suddenly as movement catches his attention.. gently he stands away from his balcony but is close enough to view below in the hall, the woman in the white sari spirals and whirls her slim figure, with both hands on her head to keep the pallu secure on her head . She spins slowly her head turned up to the ceiling.. as one under a spell! .. enthralled Dutta now rests his palms on the balcony railing, keen to catch a glimpse of her face.. but much to his dismay he notices all her face covered bar her eyes.. and those too due to her twirling he is not fast enough to note.. frustrated he calls.. ruko!
She startles and before he knows it she dashes off to the way that leads to the annexe and Dutta feels the coarse stubble on his indented chill in exasperation.
He was heading to his mother's room and this time he makes it on the double. Entering he sits on the foot of her bed and gets straight to the point.
"Aye Sahib, wo lardki ,safeed sari mein, kaun hai? yahan kya kar rehe hai? mujhse poocha bhi nehin ap ne, koi bhi ho sakte hai, fayeeda uthana chati hogi ,aap ka ?
"Dutta, wo bechara baiwa beechi , kya faida uthai ge humara, hum na khud use, aur uski maa, or bhai ko yahan rehe ko kha hai.. uske zindagi kathre mein hai, hum ne pandit ji ka khane par pana de hai unhe.." she could tell by her son's firm expression, that he isn't too impressed by the story.
Kaisa khatra hai Aye Sahib? kis se? Aye Sahib explained it was from her father in law.But Dutta shows more hardheartedness.
Aisa kya kar dala us lardki ne Aye Sahib? of course to this question his mother had no answer and he stands up and peers down gravely at Aye Sahib..
"lagta hai ,mujhe khud he is lardki se baat kerne pare gi.. baiwa hona ka dhong bhi kar sakte ho ge"
"ek jawan lardki , kyun aisa kare ge Dutta? uske umar bana sawarne ke hai.. aur ye maat bhol Dutta main bhi ek baiwa hoon.. zindagi sunsan ho jati hai saathi ke bina.." Aye Sahib says as she dabs a tear or two with her sari pallu.. Dutta walks to his mother and gives her knees a hug and rests his cheek on the top of her knees.. "apna arist beta ko maaf kar dein Aye Sahib..main kuch nehin phoochon ga us larki se.." and he feels his mother's feet and leaves the room..
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Next morning, Dutta heads for his sher ke gharr.. on his way ahead he feels a slight shuffling sound, he pauses. With suspicion looks at the marble column to his far side.Without a doubt someone stands behind it.. his eyes slid down to the floor, only to find pleated white material from behind which peep a pair of pink toes. His eyes slowly slip up and rest at a hand with knuckled fingers that clutch at the column from one side. Dutta rolls his eyes, curves his head to one side and sighs.. than holds his hands behind his back and gradually strolls off.. which makes Naku run the other way. But he spins around and nearly orders the fleeting figure..
"suno?... to be continued Hamlet53 ~ 31.10.14

Edited by Hamlet53 - 10 years ago

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twinkle-star

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Posted: 10 years ago

#424

hi hammiee lion *big hugs*

thanks so much for the lovely update dear*big hugs*will be back sooon😳😳..big teddy hugs from twinky baby

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FASSBEN

@FASSBEN

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Posted: 10 years ago

#425

HI Hamlet

great Ud Baji founds out about nakku and tells her not to say anything to dutta right now why do I think this is a bad move from Baji. Nakku still can not forget what her husband and FIL did I hope we get to know more about her life with the IN-LAWS.
PLS UD really soon

Thanks as always enjoy the rest of the weekend Take care

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uwith

@uwith

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Posted: 10 years ago

#426

hi hamlet

awesome ud...naku is hiding from dutta but isn't helping...been widow is such a big issue ...baji asked her to hide from dutta...waiting to see when dutta finds she is no other than naku...i enjoyed reading it

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Nakusha

@Nakusha

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Posted: 10 years ago

#427

hi hamlet

loved the ud...will be back

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Nakusha

@Nakusha

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Posted: 10 years ago

#428

Originally posted by: Hamlet53

you must be joking... no way i cant do one to save my life.. dont know who.. haan tammy.. i miss.. jab bhi ati hai we all are happy to see her.. hummm.. twinky.. aj kal full on hai😆 great to still see people's interest .. on Laagi.. good to see you my dearest naku.. but hammie misses.. BART.. PATA NEHIN KHANA N HAIN???😕😕

missing bharti...i send a mail too...kahan ho tum

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Rose

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Posted: 10 years ago

#429

Hey hammie amazing updt. So nakku is playing hide n seek with dutta , she reminds me of bharti who is doing the same. Anyway how long does baaji plan to keep her hidden ? One day she will bump into him then what? On the contrary I feel that this dutta is more sensible and practical than we saw in the show. When he will know about nakku's sad past he will understand and not blast her. That's what I feel. Hope he doesn't let me down. Want to know more about her past married life. Thanks for the,update.