Dear Friends,
Thodasa Romani ho jaaye?
Firstly I want to thank all of you who are so kindly preparing for my funeral. I am deeply touched by your gesture.
I feel humbled at all the love I have received from you all. My only regret I can't personally thank all though a proper post.
But the way you have rallied for my visiting rights in the Harem'... I bow my head in gratitude.
Also I want you not to cry over my death... We all have to move on at some time...like I will have to go for Matarani's duty soon. But I hope you will not cancel your funeral party.
Ashique ka janaza hoga..dhoom toh hona hi chahiye!
Aaj mera aap sabse baat karne ka ek aur bhi maqsad hai.
Koi hai, jisne mujhe Coffee peena sikhaya.
Unke ansoon pochna chahta hoon.
I see her crying buckets in anticipation of my death
and preparation of the funeral.
To her I say, please, please don't crYY
AApke ankhon mein hum ansoon nehi dekh sakte
...dil toot ta hai mera...
Toh kya hua agar humara saath bas do-dino ka hai?
Pal bhar ke liye aap humm se pyaar kar liye...Jhoota hi sahi
Do din ke liye mera aitbaar kar liye...Jhoota hi sahi😳
...Safar lamba ho yeh toh zaroori nehi, bas khushnooma honi chahiye 😳
Aur aapka aur mera yeh jo HuT-K-Romani hai...
yeh Romani waqia toh tarikh yaad rakhegi😳
Tere Rang mein, Rangne wala
Pari main tera Sher matwala
Kya phir chalkaogi Coffee ka pyala?
Mere Sawalon ka jawab do...
Do na
Bolo na kyun yeh chaand-sitare
Rabba VeYY sunate ake paas humare
Janmon ka sa-ath kya yehi hai?
Maut se phir koi shikwa nehi hai
Mere Sawalon ka jawab do...
Do na...
aap mera b"day jaan na chahti hai? Epitaph ke liye?
... Its 29th Feb. Born on a LEAP year. Tiger hoon akhir.
Ladies I would like to share with you my first glipse of YY a little more than a year ago 😊
There is this friend of mine, ASR who had come to my jungle one night searching for his happiness. He is otherwise a Tiger among men, but that particular night Asr aka Chote was under stress..harried by a few thugs and a viral infection of lovaria dangeritis Chote was running a temperature and hungry. Well naturally he unburdened himself to me. the Un-Happy man. Well his arrival was kind of sudden but I had to do all I could for my friend. So I arranged for a basic hut for him to rest the night in and after a small organised search, brought his happiness back to him. I also arranged for some fairy lights and a lantern to brighten up his deepening gloom.
Well having got his hapiness back, Chote visually brightened up and we sat down to discuss the business of romani in the HuT.
We were deep into this HuT-K discussion when I smelled a foreign bouquet. An odor that started stirring me up with ardour. I got restless. Just then one of the fireflies on fairy light duty needed to take a powder room break. It flew out of the small window and tracing its path I looked out.
And saw HER ☺️
She back then had this thing for my friend. His deewani if you know what I mean. So she had followed him silently deep into the jungle, uncaring of her own safety.
Well I saw her peaking in from that window and lost myself...in her eYYes. The gentle breez was bringinh her smell to me, her eYYes mesmerising. Her face a study in beauty and naivette. For what else was it, running after her dreams like that without any idea of what she was getting into?
But thats what stole my heart, the purity and untainted devotion for Chote dripping from her.
But little did we both know, that would turn out to be fate and the stars forcing us to cross paths 😳
Uss pehli nazar ka ASR baas zindagi badal di meri.
My stupor broke when she suddenly 'ouch'ed. I ran out to see what could have happened. But there was nobody outside. I panicked and started looking for her. Well having searched the area for about an hour, I retured empty handed to the HuT. And unfortunately Neither Chote nor his happiness was anywhere around!!
Later I came to know, taking my lapse in vigil the thugs had come and whisked him away. Till date I regret having failed my friend thus.
And I have vowed not to let Jallu my Chaddi-Buddy down in a similar fashion.
So the HuT is ready.
So is our staged attack plan.
I have answered Jallu's SOS. I wil do everything in my powers to make Bhabi Jaan soften up and flip for him, this time for good.
She may panic and suffer some trauma,
and Jallu and I may have to bleed for each-other.
But our mission impossible will be accomplished, I promise you all that 😉
AAp mein se bahoton ko laagta hai ke main Jalal ko chot pauchaunga 😲
Bada Mushkil baba Bada Mushkil
Inkon laage main hoon Katil 😔
Zara patience rakhna Kudiyon
Main nehi todunga kisika bhi Dil😳
Lekin yeh sahi nehi hai. Aap ko shayad dekh ke laage ke maine usspe hamla ki.
Bas itna kehna hai, yeh hamari milibhagat hai... na main usse na woh mujhe asli chot pohoncha sakte hain.
Its a ruse to rouse the feelings lying dormant and locked in my Bhabi Jaan's heart.
Some of you want me to hurt jalal in places that when
uncovered for marham will act as balm for your eyes.
Well, Just Wait And Watch...thoda toh sabar kijiye...sabar ka phal kadwa nehi hota 😃
Forever aapsabka
M o h a n
P.S.
YY...bas ab aur ansoon nehi...I hate tears ❤️
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