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So that was that.
The friday mayhem for adoption ended with a deep cut on Moonchiya's stubbly cheek, a full body rubbing and little else. The adoption issue was dropped faster than the Lokpal bill in the assembly. Paro is no Kejriwal in winter monkey cap, rather she is the Joan of Arc of good intentions gone terribly bad. But first, Paro figures this is a good time to give the man a LAPE dance and a good massage - no other explanation for the big bowl of turmeric bhajiya batter for a micromillimeter wound.
Moonchiya does a full body scrub down on Paro. Their eyes meet and thunder claps for additional effect. The chorus goes AAA with a nice Dhol music and we know another step towards consumashuns is done. I pause, rewind and watch again. I rewind and watch again to see exactly how many body parts touched, and how many ways hands were held and how many seconds eyes met. I have completed a full book on this rub down soon to be published on Amazon - its called "Juju & Jallad - Part by Part Party". Or you can read the 1001 analysis posts, screenshots on India Forums today on the logistics and dynamics of the blink and you miss Rubba-dub-dub.
Moonchiya warns Paro to stay out of Sas-Bahu nonsense and focus on their love-hate story full of future consumashuns. He tells her that the next time she has the irresistible itch to Lape dance, she should warn him so he can be better prepared.
Paro thanks him for taking the slap to his face to protect her porcelain skin. She adds that she really could have managed with out his help, especially if she had the Lancome Skin-Even cream that would have worked wonders on scars. Moonchiya quickly loses interest in that train of conversation and asks her to focus back on eye to eye locks, and grabs her wrist one more time for effect. She leaves reminding him that should it hurt, he can do khud khushi but he should not scream or moan, instead he should yell "madhumakhi" to not raise any suspicions.
Goldie downs her than ke laddoos and goes to bed without brushing. Paro of course has no makeup remover or nightie, so she sleeps in full costume. Moonchiya's kurtha buttons are missing.(courtesy of over-eager Laila) so he takes off his shirt but we don't get to see that because we've been bad kitties as we've not been ReTweeting @Rangrasiya's million questions and answer tweets with #ColorsOfLove. We only want to see one Color of love - and its not the one between KCM and Mythili. Sumer is willing to go shirtless but no one is interested.
Dilsher's glee knows no bounds - his retirement Roti is guaranteed. He wants to go for the "Hansee tho Phansee" movie and shake it like Shammi. However, KakiCumMasi(KCM) decides she must resort to good old villainy by engaging in a war of words with the Ranawat men. The Mazdoors watch bewildered, wondering whether to eat the laddoos or run for nearest shelter because the last time they let loose, KCM had laced the laddoos with HawaBaan Harday Hajmay Ka Chooran (laxative). KCM knows the facial wound is nothing, a real Aurath Ki Chot goes straight to where it hurts the most - below the Pajama Nada.
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