The mother of the biggest MU (as it is known in this forum) has been cleared. And how!
The universal protector has arrived. Umm.. uhh.. and No ..that's not you Rudra: my sweetheart.
That's... her man... the ubiquitous Raja Thakur. (to be rechristened in later grafs)
So much for flexing all your gym trained muscles to "protect" her, the acrobatics/gymnastics across the haveli, woh thappad ki goonj, the bruised wrists with your fingers mapped on them, the burnol, the khoon bhari maang and of course, the use of, once-free Kejriwal chaap 700 litres of water ... sab kuch paani mein... (pun intended, of course!)
And you thought just because you have spent time.. ahem.. yes.. time.. with only one woman for eight looong years, you'd earned a PHD in "I know my woman" hell no "I know every woman"... or what?
Aanth hafthon se kalaiyon ko marod raha thaa naa, ab woh tujhe tod ke chali gayee...
No weak defence please.. She was a woman afterall and all that ... frankly I am too tired of your takiya kalaam. This.
Tumhare BSD mein strategic execution nahin hota... KYA? (Remember KYA?) Sea of humanity mein shaadi karni zaroori thee.. KYA?
Such melas are ideal for losing chappals, thelas, kangan, packets and monies...
Pathetic plan and worse execution.
To ab tera kya hoga Paro ke suraksha chakra?
Weren't we supposed to find you wherever she would be?
But, she is gone and that too on her own will.
With the man she trusts. More than you.
With the man who wants to destroy her forever.
With the man who is about to kill her. Lacoste? May be?
Paro's Bholenath helped her by importing the better maintained Taraazu moustache and you seem to be giving "taav" to your handle bars...
Jinxed aren't you? Rudra: my sweetheart.
Taraazu:Two Rudra: Zero.
He now has your mom and the to- be mom of your two sons.
And now, Taraazu does not even need to touch you. CKM can go jump. That's the problem with the M&A world. Deals may be spooked.
Paro's choice has already destroyed you my darling.
Taraazu does not have to deploy any resources to massacre you.
Sirf Paro hi kaafi hai ab. Trump card you see.
One tight slap on her face and the imprints are on your cheek.
Rudra: my sweetheart. Tandav please. Open the third eye and rescue your Parvati. The world is not even half worth living without her.
Else your nemesis will surely do the honors.
And then the super KCM will ruin your already xx#$@** life with her poisonous taunts : Pehli thaari maa aur ab thaari dulhan bhi bhaag gayee..
And you.
Oye...You madam Paro...
Woh aath hafthon se keh raha hai... sirf woh hi hai jo teri raksha kar sakta hai.. aur koi nahin... apnaa haath thaamne ko bol raha hai ... aur tujhe apni allegedly already barbaad zindagi ki padi hai...
Jaa paro jaa... jee le apni zindagi... par nahin... bewakoof ladki...
Anyways... since you have had your way.. now get ready to pay for the biggest lunch of your life. Remember there is no free lunch in life! Real or reel.
Every second of yours, now on, belongs to mharaa Rudra; because you will not be able to even breathe without uttering your lord bholenath's synonym ... the regret will be such that you will sentence yourself an existence without your soul... rudra ke paas jo chhod ke aayee ho...
Trust me: in his eyes, a real man's eyes, there is nothing more precious than his own woman. Nothing.
The treatment that he gives you starts and ends with you.
Can't you see woman: his eyes, heart and everything else singing:
Arey jo bhi main kahun
tujhe lagta hai kyun ghalat
PALAT...
Tera dhyan kidhar hai
Ye tera hero idhar hai
It's a wrong number paro... I know you don't trust him ...but trust me Paro.
And before I sign off: Amandeep... you need to run too... before Sunehari announces that she wants to marry you then and there now that the Dulha and Dulhan are playing hide n seek. Mauka bhi hai aur muhurat bhi. Kahin mauke pe chauka naa maaar de woh!
SEPARATELY : HERE'S WISHING A VERY VERY HAPPY HOLI TO ALL MY FELLOW RANG RASIYA...
hiral