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Originally posted by: CID-fan-394
Ok even i tried my luck with chatgpt
I haven't read this fic yet so don't pelt me with eggs and tomatoes
Note ; in this parallel universe nukkad wale mamu is not related to anyone
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**Title: "The Love Triangle Mishap"**
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In the hidden depths of Lanka, in a quiet corner of Ravana’s court, Shurpanka (Shurpi), the mischievous demoness, found herself caught in a confusing tangle of emotions. She had long admired her boss, Bhaskaran, also known affectionately as *Nukkad Wale Mamu*, but there was always the nagging feeling that he wasn't quite as *impressed* with her as she was with him. Meanwhile, her assistant, Ghagra Boy—a timid, overly dutiful demon—watched her from the shadows with a secret affection that he never dared express.
One fine day, as the sun set over Lanka, Shurpanka sat on a cushion, her fingers absently playing with a piece of jewelry. “I don’t get it, Ghagra Boy,” she muttered, not looking up. “Why does Bhaskaran act like I’m some sort of nuisance? I’m clearly a prize, aren’t I?”
Ghagra Boy, who had been polishing a nearby set of armor, immediately dropped the cloth in surprise. “A-A prize, my lady? You are *most* beautiful and deserving of all good things! Perhaps you should… tell him, um, directly? That might help?”
Shurpanka waved her hand dismissively. “Oh please, Ghagra. Telling him? I’ve already dropped enough hints to fill a whole ocean. If he doesn’t see what’s right in front of him, that’s his loss!”
Just then, the heavy door to the hideout creaked open, and in walked Bhaskaran—looking tired and slightly irritable, as always. His eyes flickered over to Shurpanka, but he said nothing.
“Bhaskaran!” Shurpanka called, leaping to her feet. “I’ve been thinking about us... about our future. And honestly, it’s clear we’d make a great team! You need someone who understands the complexities of power, and I—”
“Shurpanka,” Bhaskaran interrupted, holding up a hand. “Please. I’m not in the mood for one of your ‘complex future’ speeches. I’ve got things to do.” He turned toward Ghagra Boy. “You, get back to work.”
Ghagra Boy straightened up, looking embarrassed. “Of course, Master Bhaskaran.”
Shurpanka crossed her arms. “Why are you so dismissive? You’re acting like you don’t even see how much potential we have!”
Bhaskaran sighed. “It’s not that, Shurpanka. It’s just... you’re too much sometimes. You’re constantly dramatic, always making everything into a grand performance. I like things simple. Clear. Without all the flair.”
Shurpanka’s eyes narrowed. “So, I’m too much for you, huh? What about Ghagra Boy here?” she gestured to her assistant, who stiffened at the sudden attention. “He’s so *quiet* and *unassuming*. Do you prefer that?”
Ghagra Boy’s face turned bright red, and he mumbled, “I-I think I’m doing fine, Master Bhaskaran... I mean, Lady Shurpanka... I-I don’t know…”
Shurpanka smirked. “Exactly, Ghagra Boy! You’re perfect. If Bhaskaran doesn’t see my worth, maybe you do.”
Ghagra Boy blinked in confusion, his heart pounding in his chest. “Wait, wait, I didn’t mean—I mean, you’re amazing, my lady, but—”
“I’ve had enough of this!” Shurpanka exclaimed, her dramatic flare now reaching its peak. “I’ll settle this in front of Ravana! He’s wise, and he’ll know exactly what to do. There will be no more misunderstandings!”
Bhaskaran shook his head, clearly over it. “Fine. Let’s go. But don’t expect any dramatic speeches. Ravana’s not a fan of that.”
The three of them made their way to Ravana’s grand court, where the great king sat on his throne, looking extremely unamused by the whole situation.
“Shurpanka, Ghagra Boy, Bhaskaran... what is *this*?” Ravana asked, raising an eyebrow.
Shurpanka took a deep breath. “Lord Ravana, we come before you with an important matter—a matter of the heart!” She pointed dramatically at Bhaskaran and then at Ghagra Boy. “You see, I have feelings for Bhaskaran, but he doesn’t seem to notice. And Ghagra Boy here... well, he’s too shy to say anything, but I think he also secretly admires me.”
Ravana looked at them, clearly unamused. “I don’t have time for your romantic entanglements. However, I suppose I must listen, as you’ve come all this way.”
Shurpanka pleaded, “Please, Ravana. Tell us—who deserves my attention? Who truly understands me and my… *fabulousness*?”
Ravana sighed deeply, resting his chin on his hand. “Shurpanka, you’re wonderful, but this whole drama... it’s exhausting. Bhaskaran, you clearly prefer things simpler. Ghagra Boy, you’re a bit too timid.”
Ghagra Boy’s eyes widened. “M-Me?”
“Yes,” Ravana continued. “But honestly, Shurpanka, the one who deserves you is the one who can put up with your drama and still remain calm. Not every warrior or assistant is cut out for that.” He glanced at Bhaskaran, who was already rolling his eyes. “But perhaps... neither of them really understands you the way you understand yourself.”
Shurpanka blinked. “So... no one wins?”
Ravana smiled wryly. “You’re your own best judge. If you want someone to truly match your energy, look for someone who enjoys the chaos, not just someone who tolerates it.”
Bhaskaran nodded in agreement, though he added with a smirk, “And if you ever need someone to help you organize your ‘chaos,’ I’m not the guy.”
Shurpanka huffed. “Fine, I’ll figure it out. But you’re both so complicated!”
Ravana yawned and waved a hand. “Go. And may the best demoness find peace—somewhere. Preferably not in my court.”
With that, the three of them left, somewhat wiser, though still a little unsure of where they stood. But one thing was clear: Shurpanka had learned that sometimes, the most dramatic love triangles are best left untangled... or at least *muted* a little.
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**End.**
So No Love Shurpanka
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I wish he had come in bdsah too as cameo
Originally posted by: chatterbox
Pete wkd mein Monday episode jd is coming
I wish he had come in bdsah too as cameo
He did lend his voice to patharwale bhagwan
I don't know if you would believe this or not but he had an insta live last month on Christmas and i commented "please appear in an episode of WKD" he saw that message and responded positively and exactly a month later i saw this precap

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