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Today one of our dearest devil's birthday 😆 Let's wish her on her special day and we hope that she'll continue and complete her stories one day 😉😆

Birthday gift from Deepa known as deepasub

Dear Namsika 😉

Birthdays are a new start, a fresh beginning, and a time to pursue new endeavors with new goals. Move forward with confidence and courage. You're a very special person. May today and all of your days be amazing!

Hope you like my gift😃

Breathless: Tryst with fate

"Nothing can stop me!, nothing will stop me... from extending the boundaries of my empire", a voice within spoke to Jalal at the Ajmer shrine soon after he had offered his prayers. He closed his lids and prayed again in his mind. "I need your help Moulah, I feel your presence with me. I feel the energy; something tells me it will happen. But cannot envisage where, how and when it will happen". With this agitation in his mind and restlessness he prayed the divine force to guide him and show him the path to make his dream come true.

After a peaceful day of offering prayers at the Ajmer shrine, Jalal felt an unknown peace, an unknown source of strength empowering him to feel happy, peaceful and contended. He was resting after a long day of travelling from Ajmer back towards his abode in Agra. Tents were set up half way through their journey for the small group to rest until the journey begins again early next morning.

It must have been 3am, when forest bandits attacked Jalal and his men while they were asleep. They outnumbered the Mughal group and slayed majority of them leaving just Jalal and one more of his brave soldiers alive who were brave enough but were almost reduced to helplessness in front of a strong 30 something black robed bandits. Soon Jalal was the only one left fighting for his life bravely. He was feeling agitated but was fighting bravely. He was exhausted and felt breathless... But soon help arrived in the form of Jodha & her team disguised as common men.

Hmmm... How did Jodha turn up in the forest. Well that's another adventure day for her. She was the pampered princess of the family. Yet she was the bravest of the lot. She was accustomed to go away from her palace without her parents suspecting it. Well she made sure her loyal daasis did the dodging and story telling on her behalf. Moreover, the palace was on a buzz lately as her father had arranged for a grand meeting of Rajput Kings and alleys to strengthen their relationships. And soon there was going to be a mela with activities and entertainment. So the whole palace was on roller blades preparing for the events. Nobody bothered to notice that her loyal daasi Moti Bai had dressed as Jodha and represented her in moments where Jodha's presence was required. It went on smoothly for the last 24 hours. Moti Bai was cursing Jodha and was awaiting her return, which was supposed to be within the next 5 hours or so.

Jodha had accompanied her favorite brother Sujamal for special training in the forest. She did this many times. Her father usually knew it as Sujamal usually sent him a cryptic message assuring he will protect her with his life. So Jodha had a whale of a day practicing word fight, archery and special martial arts technique strengthening her agility skills required for one to become an accomplished assassin. Yes, you heard it right. She was being trained in the arts of being an Assassin. The group had rested, packed and had started their journey back towards Amer in the wee hours so that they could reach the palace as soon as they can.

As the group was travelling quietly, they heard the squabbling of feet and clashing of swords nearby. The sound became louder and louder as their journey proceeded. Sujamal soon spotted the bandits and decided to help, as he hated the havoc the forest bandits have been creating lately. He warned Jodha to keep away and only get involved when required.

So the Rajput group pounced on the bandits just when Jalal was the only one left. Sujamal and 10 other soldiers took on the 20 odd bandits giving Jalal a breather. He was badly hurt and bleeding profusely on his shoulders, but still putting up a fight. He felt breathless and was nearly becoming unconscious. As a bandit nearly pounced on him Jodha sprang from her horse like a crouching tigress. She lunged and pounced on the bandit. With one swift movement like lightening, struck the bandit a sharp blow with the sword piercing right through into his chest. This incapacitated the bandit and lo the bandit was rendered lifeless and useless and fell down like a heavy log of a branch.

Jalal who was badly hit on his face, shoulder and chest was bleeding profusely. He still had consciousness but was feeling very weak. But was astonished by the agility of this young warrior. Lost for words, he was full of awe and appreciation. His expressive eyes conveyed the message to her and questioned "who are you".

Jodha just smiled through her eyes and said its ok, the bandits are nearly been overpowered. You are in safe hands. The warmth of those expressive brown orbs mesmerized Jalal. He thought loudly in his mind "this warrior who looks so fragile and young was so brave and so agile; I wonder which kingdom he belongs to". He addressed Jodha and said "Thank you young man for saving my life. I owe you my life. How am I to repay you". Jodha just replied "It was our duty sir to protect the people against those who take advantage. So you do not owe us anything. We are the brave soldiers of Rajputana". Jalal wanted to say more but due to exhaustion and loss of blood he just passed out.

A few hours later, Jalal woke up from what looked like deep slumber. He was still dazed and kind of drugged. He found himself in some kind of hermitage environment. He quickly noticed his clothes were different. He was robed in a white cloth covering his legs like a dhoti and his upper body was in a bandage. He tried to get up but there was immense pain on his head and shoulders. Just then Jodha entered with a bowl of herbal paste and a cup of herbal drink. Jalal closed his eyes just to gather information of his whereabouts.

Jodha placed the medicines on a side table beside the bed Jalal was sleeping. She sat on the edge of the bed and checked on Jalal. She grabbed his wrist to check the pulse, placed the back of her palm on his forehead. She slowly called out " Soldier can you hear me, hello ". Jalal was awestruck by the sweet sound of the person and the soft suppleness of the hands checking his wellbeing. He felt breathless and his pulse raced. But he pretended to be still asleep and in a daze. Jodha spoke loud to her brother" Bhaisa, he still is not conscious. I will change the bandage once more and then we can leave". Saying this, she started removing the bandage on Jalal's shoulder and chest.

Jalal was feeling breathless again. The soft hands caressing his shoulders and chest sent his breath pulsating and racing. He slowly opened his eyes halfway to see who it was that was tendering him so softly. His tactic to pretend dazed were rewarded. He saw a pair of beautiful brown orbs on a beautiful oval shaped face. He immediately recognized it as a woman who was so warm, soft yet strong. Those eyes he recognized it as the same one that protected him earlier from the rogue bandit. Those eyes that were spitting fire earlier were now filled with warmth and care. Mesmerized and lost was Jalal in the beauty of those orbs would be an understatement. Although Jodha was dressed in an attire of a Rajput man, Jalal could make out the fine womanly features on her face. He took his time in memorizing the impeccable features of this face and orbs. How could he ever forget them. He was gob smacked by the contrast of before and now. A crouching tigress earlier was now a tamed cat. An agile warrior was now a laid back nursing maid. He had lost not just his mind but also his heart to this beautiful women and the mighty warrior.

So lost that he slowly closed his eyes to devour this image forever. As Jodha applied the herbal paste on his wounds to stop the bleeding, Jalal felt hot and cold at the same time. The caressing fingertips created heat streaks on his body and the herbal paste gave the much-needed coolness to avoid the scorching feelings. As Jodha tended to his wounds, she noticed his eyes were now open and were staring at her without a blink. Now she was awestruck by the sharp black eyes that were speaking to her without being spoken. She was drawn to his handsome features and the powerful eyes that were hypnotizing, kept her staring back at Jalal.

Discounting this odd feeling, she asked Jalal " Oh! Finally you have opened your eyes. Drink this medicine and it will make you better". Having said that, she picked up the glass of liquid concoction and helped Jalal drink it. Jalal thanked her and said " Brave warrior pray tell me who you are, so that I could send some gifts in return for your help". Jalal's voice was husky with the heady feeling of meeting someone he was instantly attracted to. He let go of the drink, thinking he suddenly didn't need it to revive his spirits. Rather his heart ached for this woman whom he just met.

Gifts ? Oh! No. I errr... we do not need any gifts. We have more than enough for our needs. We believe in rewarding others with what they need. Right now you are injured and you need taken care of" Jodha said still mesmerized by that captivating coal black eyes and now the husky voice that was making her even more breathless and felt her body responding differently in front of his injured man.

"It looks like we both have something in common. I too believe in rewarding others with what they need" said Jalal. He wanted to say more but did not want to reveal his identity. "Pray tell me which kingdom you belong to, so that I could spread a good word" probed Jalal again.

Hmm.. Well if you really want to spread the good word, then speak loud in cheer of the kingdom of Amer, I mean the Rajput kingdom of Amer" said Jodha.

"Amer, the land of desert, festivals and fierce sword fighters" said Jalal in his husky voice. As Jodha was still meditating on a fine pair of black orbs, her brother called out "Jodha, are you done with your medicines. Its time now to start our journey otherwise...". Jodha woke up with a shock that her name was revealed. Without giving Jalal anytime to think , she said " You better have this medicine soon. One of our men will accompany you to your home. We have to leave now". In a swift movement, she moved out of Jalal's tent, mounted her horse and was off on her journey home. But within she felt breathless and drawn to that fine pair of black orbs.

Jalal on the other hand, drank his medicine and tried to get up to have a final glimpse of this savior in shining armor. "Jodha" he called. But alas, just like lightening, she came and vanished leaving Jalal breathless. First time in his life, he had his fuzzy feeling. First time in life he was drawn to a woman not just for her physical beauty. First time he was drawn to a women not due to lust. First time ever he felt breathless. But the silver lining was that he knew her name as Jodha" and was determined to find out more about his warrior beauty and the kingdom to which she belonged.

He closed his eyes again and lying on his bed, he went into a slumber with a certain sense of breathlessness.

Breathless

There was change in the Sky

There was hope in the hearts

One hoped for expanding one's kingdom

The other hoped for expanding the art of warfare

Amidst a forest fluttering hope and fear

Birds were not in their chirpy mood as they were sleeping

The sun was not awake as it was wee hours

Thunder struck both ways

One stroke was the bandit attack

The other was the rescue by the crouching tigress

Breathless was he when he realized this lady in shining armor

Breathless was she drawn to a pair of black orbs

His heart thumped for the first time for a lady

Her heart thumped for the first time for a fine man

Both were oblivious to their breathlessness

Where the wind seems to caress feeling with finesse

Mind was weaving dreams umpteen

Eyes were embracing their feelings

Fate was plotting their sweet torture

To bring about seeds of change

And a breathless journey of lifetime adventures

My dear sweet sis.. I'm late by a day to gift you.. but better late than NEVER!! Hope you had the best birthday. Wish you many great, blissful birthdays ahead!!

Here's is my attempt to make your day special!!

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The game of smiles!!

Parking her car beside HIS, she sadly glanced at the time before turning the engine off. "Too late to catch him," ruefully sighing, she stepped out and the Georgette Sari pleats smoothly glided down kissing her feet. "I shouldn't have volunteered to buy these," picking up the heavy bags from back seat, she cursed herself. "..else I wouldn't have missed HIM". She started towards the elevator trying to speculate what caused her more restless - she missing seeing him or He missing seeing her in Sari, for the first time ever. Crossing past his Sedan, she glimpsed at its rear - to the right, beside the fuel tank - a tiny winy scratch not visible unless keenly seen.

"Why doesn't he get it painted?" she wondered as she always did and also recollected the day she first met the black beauty - a shining black Jaguar, to be precise. One and half month ago, one fateful morning, when she happened to arrive at work a little late than usual, she carelessly ran her scooty into the backing up Jaguar. "Oh my God!!" her heart raced at jet speed seeing the scratch her handle craved on the spotless black beauty. "Men and cars!! OMG!! What a grave blunder I did!!" she gasped in fear. "Damn!! Bloody heck..." she heard the owner's rage pouring out from opened window. She gasped harder!!

She saw HIM furiously walking towards her with his slashing gaze pinned on her. "OMG!!" she gasped again as she noticed two immediate striking truths - He's breathtakingly handsome and breathtakingly outrageous - Ironically, the second breathtaking isn't positive. Looking at his ferocious gait, she anticipated him to do that literally - taking away her breath. "Do you see?" he snapped his fingers before her helmet. "Huh?" in utter bafflement, she nodded sideways not realizing she's nodding in wrong direction.

"I knew it!!" he scoffed and turned back to check his car. And she discerned what he knew. "I'm not blind," removing the helmet, she quickly got off the scooty. "I didn't expect your car to back up, I applied brakes.. but was a little late", her explanation halted when he sharply looked back. His gaze hovered over her face a little longer and she triumphantly smiled within. She knew this is bound to happen!! A single glance at her face and any man had to melt down.

"It'd have been better if you lied you're blind" with no change in his tone or gaze he gave a head turn and her face fell. "Her charm had no effect on him?!!" anger began stirring in her. Ignoring her presence, he splayed his fingers on the scratch, sighed and started moving ahead. "I'm so sorry!!" too adamant to give up, she apologized in sweetest of the voice that could melt a rock. He stopped in his tracks and turned back. She didn't know why she smiled, but she did. "I understand how it feels, I'm once again sorry.. I'm ready to pay for..",

"Clear your scooty off the way, I've to go!!" he curtly waved his forefinger as if her apology didn't reach his ears. Gritting under breath, she moved her vehicle aside rebuking herself for uttering an apology. "No smile, no gentleness, no manners.. how arrogant!!" her curses muffled in the sound of his car engine. As she stood aside bewildered, he reversed the vehicle and then he's gone. Little known that it was only the beginning of a luscious torture, she spent the day chiding the man and his arrogance.

In days that followed, she met him couple of times in the parking or in the elevator. The first time she saw him after the awful incident, she expected him to react in some way- if not smile, at least scoff or in the minimum give her a known glance. But, to her irk, he did nothing!!

The second time when she saw him in the elevator, she faintly smiled and greeted with a Hi. And the response she got was a curt nod. "Who's he? What's his problem? Why can't he smile?" she wondered. The other day she got answer for her first question when she showed his car to her colleague friend and asked about its owner. "I too see it only recently here!! Let me find out!!" the investigative pal took a day and came up with the answer. "He's the MD of JM Enterprises that opened up in 11^th floor recently. Name.. some Mohammed!! I didn't understand the first name in the security guard's slang!!"

"MD of a company!!" her nose wrinkled. "So what?!! Don't MDs smile?" she gritted under breath. In passing days, she saw him talking to his associates but not once she saw him smile; and it stirred her curiosity manifold. "I'll make him smile!!" she challenged to herself and almost immediately set into action - in the encounters that followed she treated him with sweetest of smiles, gentlest of greetings and when nothing worked, she played reverse. "May be if I'm serious, he'll begin to smile!!" she thought and put it to implementation. Alas!! He remained as serious as he had always been. The adamancy to win the challenge grew so stronger that she failed realizing when his thoughts evaded into her personal space. She didn't notice when she began adjusting her routine to his schedule. His car entered the parking every day sharply at nine and so did she!! If she got delayed for some reason and missed him, she felt her day incomplete.

Today again is one such day!! Allotted with buying flowers and decoration stuff task to celebrate Diwali at office, she got late to work. "Oops!!" seeing the elevator doors closing, she hurriedly ran to obstruct the doors with her feet. To her relief, the nearly closed doors opened and when she looked up to find a place in the crowded cabin she saw HIM gazing at her from the right corner, HIS hand retreating from the button panel. "O.. he's here!!" a bright smile unknowingly glistened her face.

"He too got late today?" scooting to a side, she puzzled unbeknown that HE was neither late nor he arrived just then. If only she knew how restlessly HE kept looking down to the entrance gate from his cabin window in 11th floor waiting for her car or scooty to show up. And once it did, he came down to parking only to have glimpse of her. The moment he saw her running towards elevator, he concluded the wait was worth it!! Decked in a beautiful sari, carrying loads in both hands, she appeared like a cute angel. He noticed the gleam in her eyes when they spotted him and he only knew how hard he struggled to pose a stoic face, like he always did!!

It was a secret!! HIS sweet, vengeful secret!! Day one, when she tried to sell her charm with her cute apologetic smile, he indeed fell for it. But then, he also noticed the triumphant, confident, mischievous tug at corner of her lips. "Oh!! She's too confident of her charms!! This is interesting!!" he naughtily thought and decided to pretend unaffected. All along, though he discerned her strenuous efforts to earn his smile, he strictly stuck to his part of game. My, my!! How much he enjoyed this game- The game of smiles!!

He's so involved in the game that he failed realizing when she began invading his thoughts. He altered his schedule to arrive sharply at nine and when he missed her for some reason, he felt his day incomplete.

"Is it her birthday?" gazing at her sensuous back, he speculated the reason behind Sari.

"Did he notice my Sari?" she wondered, trying hard not to turn back and glimpse him.

The elevator stopped at second floor, with a few stepping out, few more stepping in, thus resulting in swapping of positions of people inside the elevator. Few moments later, she felt something uncomfortable in her position. "Not the heavy bags or the noisy crowd", she tried reasoning. "Someone is staring at my back," she discerned and slightly tipped her head checking on the man behind her. It was HIM- staring at her without a blink. "God!!" she gasped at the heat in his eyes. Not in a position to cover the steep neck blouse with pallu, she swayed her head so that the free hair splayed wider on her back. Yet, she couldn't help feeling the heat of his gaze piercing through her hair into her skin. As a reflex, her shoulders coiled in unease. She stood like a statue not flinching an inch silently praying for the elevator to soon reach eighth floor - the floor where she worked.

"Munni badnaam huyi darling tere liye!!" The sensuous item song buzzed loud in the noisy elevator bringing the crowd's talks to immediate halt. "Oh my God!!" she quivered in terror and stopped breathing. "Munni badnaam huyi darling tere liye.." the line repeated. Dropping the bags down, she hurriedly fished into her handbag. "Ouch!!" In an attempt to dash her mobile out, her hand kicked on the butt of the man standing before her and she immediately flinched back stepping on the man behind her. Her back collided with HIM and her heart disarticulated two inches down.

"What a fateful day!!" he laughed within.

"What an awful day!!" she squirmed within.

All the heads that were interestingly watching her, turned in all possible directions to hide the mushy grins. "I'm sorry!!" standing straight, she embarrassingly apologized the man before her and turned to do the same to HIM just when the song continued with its next line. "Munni ke gaal gulabi, nain sharabi, chaal nawabi re.. Munni badnaam hui darling tere liye.." Mentally smacking her head for competing with her wicked colleague in setting up lewdest possible ringtone, she pressed the silent button with all her might!!

"Sorry!!" she looked back abashed. Irking her to the core, he gave his usual curt nod. As soon as the elevator stopped at eighth floor, she dashed out with her bags admonishing her fate and his piquing nods. "Next time he nods, I'll bang my bag on his face", while she was busy swearing under breath, she heard him from behind. "Ms Munni!!" he called loud and she froze.

"Ms Munni!!" he called again walking towards her and she ferociously turned back. "Your kerchief!! You dropped it when you dropped the bags down," his hand forwarded with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Thank you!!" she seriously accepted. "My name is not Munni," her brows formed a frown.

"Is it?" he feigned surprised. "I thought it had to be your name!!" he made a questioning face. "Then how come those words perfectly suited you?"

"Which words?" she looked utterly confused.

"This line..", he closed in lowly humming. "Munni ke gaal gulabi, nain sharabi, chaal nawabi re!!"

Flabbergasted, her mouth wide opened and at that awesome moment... HE SMILED!! A PENETRATING, INTOXICATING SMILE IT WAS!! And she felt doused!!

Two months later, fondly splaying her fingers on the scratch of HIS car, she asked. "Why don't you get it painted?"

"I WILL NOT!!" he answered scooping his arm round her waist. "It's your sweet signature. How will I erase it?" he smiled to her eyes. Dousing in his love, she rose on her toes to seal HIS SMILE as per the game rule.

A few days before, when HE proposed HER, he also changed the rules of Game Of Smiles - Earlier, she smiled and he sealed it behind HIS LIPS. Now he would smile and she has to seal it - of course, with HER LIPS.

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Happy Birthday Nancy di! ⭐️

Happy Birthday Nancy ⭐️🥳

For Once atleast , i have come much faster to a celebration thread i think 😆

A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY , NANCY! MAY ALL UR DREAMS COME TRUE..

Thanks for the thread.. and wonderful OS by Deepa

Nancy 🤗

Wish you a wonderful birthday dear 😃

Hope all ur dreams come true and may God bless you with good health,success and joy 😊

I join Kalgi di and pray that u complete the story"Dead Love" 😆

Love you dear,be happy always❤️

Good to know we share the same month 😛

Kalgi di,
Beautiful thread and a lovely message ⭐️
Thnx for the pm 😊