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awesomme updatee...... luved itt.. grr88 jobb..
really interestinggg... thnks ffor da pm
awesomme updatee...... luved itt.. grr88 jobb..
really interestinggg... thnks ffor da pm
Hello ppl
hope u all are doing well..thanq u for those lovely comments
Kanchan N Sia are back with another update😊
these are the links of previosu updtaes
All the girls just couldn't take there eyes off the person who was coming towards them on bicycle''they all were observing features'his well sculpted body'.
On other side Prithvi came towards the girls and started to wave his hand in front of their eyes in order to bring them out of their trance. Girls seeing him in front of them were shocked n now started to see who the guy is coming towards them on a cycle. Much to there surprise it was Sami who self proclaimed himself as there guide
At the same them Damini was getting completely turned off by the behavior of girls as they continue to stare Sameer.
Finally Sameer reached towards them n all the girls were over him .. trying to flirt with him ..even he was enjoying all the attention that he was getting.
This was the last straw to Prithvi's patience, he almost shouted at them saying they r getting late.
Hearing this Sami came near Prithvi n slowly voiced in Pri's ear "Kya yaar itna kyu jealous feel kar raha hai after all mein itna handsome hun ho lidkiya flirt karegi hi na
Even Damini was relived that finally they r heading towards Lothal.
All the girls along with Prithvi and Sameer reached Lothal. Prithvi started to explain the girls the history of the place n artifacts abt it''''
As prithvi explained they all followed him for a couple of hours at one point of time some of them got bored and just needed a break desperately
They all slowly slipped away and made there way to the exit of the cave...leaving prithvi and damzi behind
now two of them where left there and continued to read the details of those sculptures and artifacts
Mitra..a sharp voice stopped prithvi .....
Mitra he repeated do u know anything about her?pri enquires
yes i do replies damzi
prithvi: what do u know abt them?
damzi: everything
pri: ohh is it?
damzi: yeh i know it all
pri: go ahead with it tell me what all u know
Soma was the handsomest youth, and Mitra the fairest maiden, in all Lotha. Their parents occupied adjoining houses; and neighborhood brought the young people together, and acquaintance ripened into love. They would gladly have married, but their parents forbade. One thing, however, they could not forbid- that love should glow with equal ardor in the bosoms of both. They conversed by signs and glances, and the fire burned more intensely for being covered up.
In the wall that parted the two houses there was a crack, caused by some fault in the structure. No one had remarked it before, but the lovers discovered it. What will not love discover! It afforded a passage to the voice; and tender messages used to pass backward and forward through the gap. As they stood, Soma on this side,Mitra on that, their breaths would mingle. "Cruel wall," they said, "Why do you keep two lovers apart? But we will not be ungrateful. We owe you, we confess, the privilege of transmitting loving words to willing, ears." Such words they uttered on different sides of the wall; and when night came and they must say farewell, they pressed their lips upon the wall, she on her side, he on his, as they could come no nearer.
Next morning, the sun had melted the frost from the grass, they met at the accustomed spot. Then, after lamenting their hard fate, they agreed that next night, when all was still, they would slip away from the watchful eyes, leave their dwellings and walk out into the fields; and to insure a meeting, repair to a well-known edifice standing without the city's bounds, called the Tomb of AB, and that the one who came first should await the other at the foot of a certain tree. It was a white mulberry tree, and stood near a cool spring.
All was agreed on, and they waited impatiently for the sun to go down beneath the waters and night to rise up from them. Then cautiously Mitra stole forth, unobserved by the family, her head covered with a veil, made her way to the monument and sat down under the tree. As she sat alone in the dim light of the evening she descried a lioness, her jaws reeking with recent slaughter, approaching the fountain to quench her thirst. Mitra fled at the sight, and sought refuge in the hollow of a rock. As she fled she dropped her veil. The lioness after drinking at the spring turned to retreat to the woods, and seeing the veil on the ground, tossed and rent it with her bloody mouth.
Soma, having been delayed, now approached the place of meeting. He saw in the sand the footsteps of the lion, and the colour fled from his cheeks at the sight. Presently he found the veil all rent and bloody. "O hapless girl," said he, "I have been the cause of my beloved Mirta death! You are more worthy of life than I, hast fallen the first victim. I will follow. I am the guilty cause, in tempting You forth to a place of such peril, and not being myself on the spot to guard You. Come forth, ye lions, from the rocks, and tear this guilty body with your teeth." He took up the veil, carried it with him to the appointed tree, and covered it with kisses and with tears. "My blood also shall stain your texture," said he, and drawing his sword plunged it into his heart. The blood spurted from the wound, and tinged the white mulberries of the tree all red; and sinking into the earth reached the roots, so that the red colour mounted through the trunk to the fruit.
By this time Mitra, still trembling with fear, yet wishing not to disappoint her lover, stepped cautiously forth, looking anxiously for the youth, eager to tell him the danger she had escaped. When she came to the spot and saw the changed colour of the mulberries she doubted whether it was the same place. While she hesitated she saw the form of one struggling in the agonies of death. She started back, a shudder ran through her frame as a ripple on the face of the still water when a sudden breeze sweeps over it. But as soon as she recognized her lover, she screamed and beat her chest embracing the lifeless body, pouring tears into its wounds, and imprinting kisses on the cold lips.
hhaah aise kuch nai huatha,it was said ke they both where killed by there own people...pri gibs at her
damzi: aise hee huatha..i never lie
pri: U might not, but u dnt know the story either (unless one was there ...)
damzi: To be rudely frank you aint a good listener prithvi .... it was you who wanted to here the story isnt it?
pri: hmm..okh plz cont...
damzi: i know it and hence im telling it to you so as she kissed..
pri: anyway all this is a myth...no one knows the exact story what happened sunne main kya jata han
pri: ok sorry
damzi: gives him an If looks could kill expression
"O Soma ," she cried, "What has done this? Answer me, Soma; it is your own Mitra that speaks. Hear me, dearest, and lift that drooping head!" At the name of Mitra, Soma opened his eyes, then closed them again. She saw her veil stained blood and the scabbard empty of its sword. "Thy own hand has slain thee, and for my sake," she said. "I too can be brave for once, and my love is as strong as thane. I will follow thee in death, for I have been the cause; and death which alone could part us shall not prevent my joining thee. And ye, unhappy parents of us both, deny us not our united request. As love and death have joined us, let one tomb contain us. And you, tree, retain the marks of slaughter. Let its berries still serve for memorials of our blood." So saying she plunged the sword into her chest. Her parents ratified her wish, the gods also ratified it. The two bodies were buried in one sepulcher, and the tree ever after brought forth purple berries, as it does to this day.
very touching !!pri again trying her
she ignores his mock
Oh itne saare details though half of it is true and how can u be so sure that this would have happened with them?jab toh hum
Dami: she gives him a smirk and moves on to the next sculpture
Ahh yet another master piece look at this terra cotta figurines of Rohini ....Rohini the most graceful of all she indeed had that spark in her tha Oomph!
This figurine is heavily adorned with a triple strand choker with pendant beads, a double strand necklace with central disc pendant, and a triple strand belt with disc shaped ornaments.
Aww look at this a toy cart....so adorable that is 
pri feels so nice that she has a soft corner for such naive things and mesmerized by her sweetness Damzi feels his gaze on her which made her blush at the same time uncomfo...
Dam : OMG where r we ??? where r others??? Now I know ki its all ur doing Mr. Prithvi Saxena ' wat do u think of ur self???she changing the topic
Pri : Excuse me Miss. I had warned u on first place itself ' haven't I but u still persisted that u want to explore deep in this cave ..its all ur fault not mine.
Dam : Sub kuch tho mein hi karti hun na' even ask the remains of these Paleolithic man even they would say the same'
Pri : u r the limit'. BTW how do u know so much abt this place????
Dam : who my dad was also the archeologist so know abt this place.
Declamer: Soma n Mitra are fictious characters
precap: She stepdown the car..he couldnt take his eyes off her...he saw so many gals but her presence effected wildly
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