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I will comment here!

I am commenting for part 81 posted in blog!!!!!!

Part 81 was superb.
Amma was overwhelmed to see the whole of raizada family in her house. Allof them trying to cheer her up.
Khushi'd baba will now leave the house even more infreqently because of mamiji.
Aarti has indeed gained 2 elder brothers, who r super enthusiastic to planwedd her and nk wedding
Continue soon

Originally posted by: smitar

Some takniki kharabi.😆

I can't post a message, only quote one.

I can't send a PM, only reply to one.

I can't post a new topic.

Kya karoon! Rashmi has been helping me out by starting a new thread and posting the parts daily.

But there is a limit to how much I can impose on her. So started a blog.

For part 81 :-
it was awesome...and cute...specially Arnav , NK, Akash and arti convo...update soon...

Part 81




Kamla Mishra opened her eyes to see a smiling Gopi Kakka and a beaming nurse.

"Gopi Bhaiyya, Kya hua?", she asked, bewildered.

"You have guests.", Gopi Kakka said.

She gaped at him.

"Amma!", came the call from the doorway.

Kamla Mishra looked at Khushi, Payal, & Anjali smiling at her.

"Aap sab! How...? What...?" Poor Kamla could not find words. The nurse and Gopi Kakka left them.

"Did you think you could hide from us?", asked Khushi.

"We found you. So Aartiji said we should start a detective agency.", laughed Payal.

"We found you, finally.', said Anjali, beaming.

Mami, Buaji, & Nani entered the room.

"Aur naahin to kaa! Hide and seek khelat rahe the kaa hamse!", asked Mami.

"You should have told us about your surgery, Nandkisore! We would have come to help you out.", said Buaji, sitting on the bed by Kamla.

"Haan, Kamlaji.", said Nani, pressing Kamla's fingers. She added, "There is no getting rid of us. We were very worried about you when we could not get in touch with you, and so we came searching for you."

Kamla smiled.

Baba, Mamaji, and Anand knocked on the door.

"Is this a square bed conference only for women, or may we men join it?", asked Anand laughing.

"Come on in, Hello Hi Bye Bye.", invited Mamiji. "The more the marrier (merrier)"

The women except Kamla, got up out of respect for Baba, and sat only after Baba accepted the chair Payal offered him.
Anand sat on the bed, his arm around Buaji's shoulder.

"Your husbands are in Delhi?", asked Kamla, looking at Khushi & Payal.

They laughed. "No, Amma. They are here, with Aartiji in her room."

"Aarti is awake?", her mother asked anxiously.

"Ji.", said Khushi. "And she said that she is not in pain."

Kamla smiled, relieved.

"Nandkisore is in Delhi?", asked Kamla, wanting to see him but feeling that she had no right to demand to see him.

All laughed.

"Can we leave Ranjha in Delhi when Heer is in Mumbai?", asked Baba.

Kamla looked at him, not really getting his point.

Khushi quickly introduced her father to Kamla. "Amma, this is my Baba, Pt. Sasi Sharma."

Baba folded his hands in greetings. Kamla looked at him with wide eyes. "The musician?", she asked in a whisper.

"Baba!", Khushi teased him. "You almost never leave the house, but you are world-famous!"

"Haan, Babaji.", Mami teased him. "Even the girl doing pedicure at the isspaa (spa) has your CD. You are a celeb like Ash!" She looked at Khushi. "Babaji stays at home and he ijj so phamous (famous). How much more phamous would he be if he bent (went) out?"


Baba looked around in a hunted manner. All laughed.

"Babaji, teach me music too. I bill (will) sing with you. We will become a pair, Pandit Sasi Sharma and his honehaar disciple, Pandita Manorama Singh Raijjada. Bhat (what) do you says?", asked Mami.

Baba looked at the door, desperate. Mamaji hit his own head with his hand. All hid their smiles.

"Manno...", Mamaji said. "You can't carry a tune in a bucket. Then how will you...?"

"Bhy should I carry a tune in a bucket? A bucket? Thijj (this) ijj singing, not cleaning.", said Mami. "Aap shutuppiya hi kar lo Ji. You don't know anythings about mujjic. We singers don't hab (have) to carry a tune in a bucket. There ijj a tanpura phor (for) it."

Baba looked at the giggling ladies, and a reluctant smile spread across his lips.

Kamla Mishra said, "Aarti plays your CD daily. She is very fond of your music."

Baba smiled.

"She loves your Jaagoon Main Sari Raina, Balmaa in Raag Maru Bihaag."

All smiled. Baba nodded.

"And your Tan, Man, Dhan Tope Vaaru in RaagKalavati."

Baba smiled.




Arnav, Akash, NK, & Aarti were in her room.

"Nannav, Akash, Aarti has agreed to marry me after a month." NK could not control his glee. He ran and hugged Arnav, and then Akash.

Both men smiled at NK and Aarti.

"That will let Amma and you heal. That is good.", said Arnav.

Aarti smiled at him.

"NK's parents will be able to come over and see you and Amma.", Akash smiled.

Aarti nodded.

"Let's do the running around for the wedding.", Arnav said.

Aarti opened her mouth to speak.

Arnav cut in. "Don't refuse our help. You need the rest. And you will also have to deal with the pending work when you are on your feet."

Aarti opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Akash said, "After all, we are your Jetjis. You should let us help you."

Aarti sighed, smiling. "I was going to agree."

All laughed.

"I will be in no position to go out and make arrangements for my wedding any time soon. I know.", Aarti was nothing if not practical.

Arnav, Akash, & NK smiled at her.

"And you are veterans at conducting weddings.",Aarti teased them. "So I will leave all the arrangements to you."

"Excellent!", NK rubbed his hands.

"Do you want a simple wedding or a fancy one?", asked Akash, whipping out a pocket book and pen.

Aarti looked at him in horror, pictures of fancy weddings she had driven cars for flashing through her mind, and said quickly, "As simple as possible."

Akash noted it down.

"I will arrange samples of the wedding invitation to be brought to you. Select whatever you want.", said Arnav.

Aarti nodded.

"Make a list of the people you would like to invite.", Arnav suggested.

"Amma, Gopi Kakka, and my employees."

Arnav nodded.

"Khushi, Payal, & the others will help you choose clothes and jewellery. I will arrange someone to bring all that home.", Arnav said.

"I have my wedding saree.", said Aarti, a faint tinge of red on her cheeks.

NK, Arnav, & Akash looked at her astonished.Maybe Amma had purchased something for her daughter years ago. Maybe it was some heirloom, they thought.


Aarti said, "Khushiji gave me a red Benarasi saree on Payalji's wedding as a gift. It is my first saree. I would like to wear it."

Arnav swallowed, touched.

NK caught hold of Aarti's hand, smiling at her.

"So Shagun is actually over.", Akash laughed.

"Mehendi too.", said NK.
All looked at him.

"Khushi bhabi drew sunflowers all over one hand and I drew the same all over her other hand on Akash's mehendi day."

"You applied mehendi to Aarti?" , Arnav asked, his eyebrow raised.

NK nodded.

"You drew?" Arnav, who knew that NK could make a hen look like an elephant when he drew it, asked.

NK nodded, smiling.

"And Aarti let you?", Akash asked, shocked.

NK nodded. "She didn't know then that I can't draw to save my life."

All of them laughed.

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Smita,😊

Here is my interpretation for Part 81.

It can be termed as LEVEE. The word levee is used in various senses. Here it applies with two of its meanings. It is as a landing space, a quay! And also as in the archaic sense, an assembly of visitors or guests!

When Kamla Mishra woke up she saw a smiling Gopi Kakka and a beaming nurse.
"The smile which you wear today has healing in it, so smile BIG!" ~ Anita R. Sneed-Carter

"Gopi Bhaiyya, Kya hua?", she asked, bewildered.
"You have guests.", Gopi Kakka said.
She gaped at him.
"Amma!", came the call from the doorway.
Kamla Mishra saw Khushi, Payal and Anjali standing at the door and smiling at her.
"Aap sab! How...? What...?" Poor Kamla could not find words. The nurse and Gopi Kakka left them.
"Did you think you could hide from us?", asked Khushi.
"We found you. So Aartiji said we should start a detective agency.", laughed Payal.
"We found you, finally.', said Anjali, beaming.

"In truth a family is what you make it. It is made strong, not by number of heads counted at the dinner table, but by the rituals you help family members create, by the memories you share, by the commitment of time, caring, and love you show to one another, and by the hopes for the future you have as individuals and as a unit"

~ Marge Kennedy, The Single Parent Family
As if on cue Mami, Buaji and Nani entered the room.
"Aur naahin to kaa! Hide and seek khelat rahe the kaa hamse!", asked Mami.
"You should have told us about your surgery, Nandkisore! We would have come to help you out.", said Buaji, sitting on the bed by Kamla.

"In time of test, family is best" ~ Burmese Proverb
"Haan, Kamlaji.", said Nani, pressing Kamla's fingers. She added, "There is no getting rid of us. We were very worried about you when we could not get in touch with you, and so we came searching for you."
Kamla smiled at them..
"You smiled then, and your whole face changed with it. It kind of lit up, like there were sunbeams coming from inside you" ~ Lucy Christopher

Just then with another knock Baba, Mamaji, and Anand entered.
"Is this a square bed conference only for women, or may we men join it?", asked Anand laughing.
"Come on in, Hello Hi Bye Bye.", invited Mamiji. "The more the marrier (merrier)"
All the women with the exception of Kamla, stood out of respect for Baba, and sat only after Baba accepted the chair Payal offered him.
Anand sat on the bed with his arm thrown around Buaji's shoulder.
"Visitor's footfalls are like medicine; they heal the sick" ~ African Proverb
"Your husbands are in Delhi?", asked Kamla, looking at Khushi & Payal.
They laughed. "No, Amma. They are here, with Aartiji in her room."
"Aarti is awake?", her mother asked anxiously.
"A mother knows what her child's gone through, even if she didn't see it herself"

~ Pramoedya Ananta Toer, Gadis Pantai
"Ji.", said Khushi. "And she said that she is not in pain."
Kamla smiled, relieved.
Kamala, who had a soft corner for NK wanted to see him but was reluctant to ask as she felt they had no right on him . Still, when she couldn't see him asked the rest whether he was in Delhi evoking a ripple of laughter. They thought about NK, who had been on tenterhooks all the time, would he be amenable to stay back in Delhi, when they got a clue about Aarti's whereabouts?

"Can we leave Ranjha in Delhi when Heer is in Mumbai?", asked Baba.
Kamla looked at him, not really getting his point.
Seeing that Kamala had never met Baba, Khushi quickly introduced her father to Kamla.

"Amma, this is my Baba, Pt. Sasi Sharma."
Baba folded his hands in greetings. Kamla looked at him with wide eyes. "The musician?", she asked in a whisper.

This evoked a bout of teasing banter among the visitors!

"The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life. Rarely do members of one family grow up under the same roof" ~ Richard Bach, Illusions

"Baba!", Khushi teased him. "You almost never leave the house, but you are world-famous!"
"Haan, Babaji.", Mami teased him. "Even the girl doing pedicure at the isspaa (spa) has your CD. You are a celeb like Ash!" She looked at Khushi. "Babaji stays at home and he ijj so phamous (famous). How much more phamous would he be if he bent (went) out?"
Baba who was not at all used to the light banter did not know to how to respond.
"Babaji, teach me music too. I bill (will) sing with you. We will become a pair, Pandit Sasi Sharma and his honehaar disciple, Pandita Manorama Singh Raijjada. Bhat (what) do you says?", asked Mami.
Manorama's statement provoked varied response.
Baba looked at the door, desperate. Mamaji hit his own head with his hand. All hid their smiles.
"Manno...", Mamaji said. "You can't carry a tune in a bucket. Then how will you...?"
But Manorama did not grasp what was meant.
"Bhy should I carry a tune in a bucket? A bucket? Thijj (this) ijj singing, not cleaning.", said Mami. "Aap shutuppiya hi kar lo Ji. You don't know anythings about mujjic. We singers don't hab (have) to carry a tune in a bucket. There ijj a tanpura phor (for) it."
Baba seeing the mirth bubbling around had a reluctant smile.
Kamala Mishra said that Aarti was very fond of his music and had her favourites among his rendition.
Baba smiled.

Meanwhile to Arnav and Akash who were in Aarti's room, NK announced,
"Nannav, Akash, Aarti has agreed to marry me after a month." NK could not control his glee. He ran and hugged Arnav, and then Akash.
Both men smiled at NK and Aarti.

"That will let Amma and you heal. That is good.", said Arnav.
Aarti smiled at him.
"NK's parents will be able to come over and see you and Amma.", Akash smiled.
Aarti nodded.
"Let's do the running around for the wedding.", Arnav said.

Aarti opened her mouth to speak.

"You are a manipulator.

I like to think of myself more as an outcome engineer" ~ J.R. Ward, Lover Eternal

Arnav cut in. "Don't refuse our help. You need the rest. And you will also have to deal with the pending work when you are on your feet."
Aarti opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Akash said, "After all, we are your Jetjis. You should let us help you."
"Family...They... threw themselves into the interests of the rest, but each plowed his or her own furrow. Their thoughts, their little passions and hopes and desires, all ran along separate lines. Family life is like this - animated, but collateral."~ Rose Macaulay

Aarti sighed, smiling. "I was going to agree."
All laughed.
"I will be in no position to go out and make arrangements for my wedding any time soon. I know.", Aarti was nothing if not practical.

"It is nice to be with someone like you - someone to lean on, someone to count on... someone to tell on!"

Arnav, Akash, & NK smiled at her.
"And you are veterans at conducting weddings.",Aarti teased them. "So I will leave all the arrangements to you."
"It is not flesh and blood but the heart which makes family" ~Johann Schiller

"Excellent!", NK rubbed his hands.
"Do you want a simple wedding or a fancy one?", asked Akash, whipping out a pocket book and pen.
Aarti looked at him in horror, pictures of fancy weddings she had driven cars for flashing through her mind, and said quickly, "As simple as possible."

"Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance"

~ Coco Chanel
Akash noted it down.
"I will arrange samples of the wedding invitation to be brought to you. Select whatever you want.", said Arnav.
Aarti nodded.
"Make a list of the people you would like to invite.", Arnav suggested.
"Amma, Gopi Kakka, and my employees."
Arnav nodded.
A family needs to work as a team, supporting each other's individual aims and aspirations.

~ Buzz Aldrin
"Khushi, Payal, & the others will help you choose clothes and jewellery. I will arrange someone to bring all that home.", Arnav said.
"I have my wedding saree.", said Aarti, a faint tinge of red on her cheeks.
NK, Arnav, & Akash looked at her astonished. Maybe Amma had purchased something for her daughter years ago. Maybe it was some heirloom, they thought.
Aarti said, "Khushiji gave me a red Benarasi saree on Payalji's wedding as a gift. It is my first saree. I would like to wear it."
"It's not blood that makes us who we are. It's family. And it's not blood that makes us family. It's love" ~ Rose Christo, Looks Over

Arnav swallowed, touched.
NK caught hold of Aarti's hand, smiling at her.
"So Shagun is actually over.", Akash laughed.
"Mehendi too.", said NK.
All looked at him.
"Khushi bhabi drew sunflowers all over one hand and I drew the same all over her other hand on Akash's mehendi day."
This evoked a shocked response!
"You applied mehendi to Aarti?" , Arnav asked, his eyebrow raised.
NK nodded.
"You drew?" Arnav, who knew that NK could make a hen look like an elephant when he drew it, asked.
NK nodded, smiling.
"And Aarti let you?", Akash asked, shocked.
NK nodded. "She didn't know then that I can't draw to save my life."
All of them laughed.

"What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life's pathway, the good they do is inconceivable" ~ Joseph Addison

The entire update is filled with gaiety of the visitors who will soon make Aarti, Kamala and Gopi Kakka a part of their family. The Mishras' come to know first hand how a close knit family functions. All those who are accepted into the Raizada fold are enveloped by their love, warmth, help and company. The responsibilities get shared, the tasks become lighter as many a hand stretch out a helping hand. This has given a landing space to Aarti, her mother Kamala and Gopi Kakka, in the bosom of the Raizada Parivaar. They, who were all by themselves and just their work force as family, experience the warmth and love from the Raizadas and the members of their extended family! Hence the term LEVEE!

That's it from me. Hope you enjoy it!

jus loved d update:) i was jus laughing lik hell wen arnav thought tat nk wil make an elephant out of hen wen he is made to draw:) awesome update:)

cute...
raizada detective agency + raizada wedding planners...lol

It was a feel good chapter. her Amma is yet to be informed, and Kamala is getting acquainted with the Raizadas and their relations. Though the wedding preparations are to be started, the wedding saree is already chosen. So Aarti's first saree, which was gifted by Kushi is going to be her wedding saree. How thoughtful.