The Quill Part 3 - Page 53

I feel for Sumedha the most. She is hurting right now. The kids are of no help.

Tara may have acted impulsively but she had no solid reason to hold on to anything. She was never given that. If Prad decides to open his mouth, maybe she will.

“If u keep going you will bump into her and then it will never be over”

Why doesn’t Pia see that even her brother doesn’t really want it to be over. She has correctly has listed out things which show how much Pradyut wants to stay connected despite him being in denial.

Suddenly traveling to Chandigarh for vintage bike ???
not going to his own apartment ???

Friendship with Ex‘s brother ???

Originally posted by: PriteeMisra

“If u keep going you will bump into her and then it will never be over”

Why doesn’t Pia see that even her brother doesn’t really want it to be over. She has correctly has listed out things which show how much Pradyut wants to stay connected despite him being in denial.

Suddenly traveling to Chandigarh for vintage bike ???
not going to his own apartment ???

Friendship with Ex‘s brother ???

You are so right. Hate is blinding her. She is trying to unsee what she sees.

👏👏👏 Exactly

With each update I feel this intense hurt while Reding about him..

His sister is gone case i don't even expect anything from her now a days ..but pradyut

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“I don’t think its going to work, tumhe lagta hai itna bewaqoof hai who?” Pallavi scowled at at Tushar’s grand plan to bring Pradyut to Taaruni’s house, fabricating a lie… just like that!(snap of fingers)

“I did… duffer than a main”

“Tum curse kar rahe ho apnea ap ko?” she was mock furious

“Arey main to ishq mein deewana tha” Tushar tried to flirt with his wife holding a stalk of palak

“Theek hai uda lo mazaak” she pushed him away

“Main kya keh raha hu,” (he bend down to nibble her shoulder)

“Kuch mat kaho”

“Pallo… Ma bhi keh rahi hai, we should have a girl”

“Hai na Guarav bhai ki, do ladkiyan” she turned around arms crossed across her chest

Shelooked lovely in her orange saree he thought, with a smeared teeka and a string of flowers hanging from her tiny pony tail, he felt the fabric gently

“Wah kya baat hai” he gasped

“Ma ke boss ki bete bahu ne apartment lia, they are south Indian, main aur Taroo aaj fullll” khaake aaye” she smiled beatifically

“tarooo bhi gayi?”

“Hmm… par usne zyaada nahi khaaya, imli se usko nausea ho gaya, so who khana bana legi raat ko”

“Yaha aa jaati na?”

“U want to tell ur Mom to leave?” she chuckled

They fooled around for a bit in the kitchen, the help were given the evening off

The boys were going at each other on the living room rug, fighting over sour candy

“Tumhe aur bache chahiye, bahar suno” “Dono putra yudh mein hain” she pulled away

“Ma hain na”

“Who WhatsApp pe” she whispered

“Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaa bache” he shouted

“Haa bacha” she called out slowly

The noise quietened down

“Sun… pizza karte hai”

“Nahi…” she turned around with her rolling pin

“Tushaar… I want to go to my parents for a weekend yaar”

“Nahi…. 2 weekend se main miss kar raha hu tujhe” he growled

“U go take Taroo and the kids out” “Harold bhi hoga”

“Nope…”

“Ek who hai jisko biwi ki fiqar nahi, aur ek TUM ho” she sighed “Ma ke ghar nahi jaane doge?”

“Aisa karte hai… we will send my Mum and kids to your parents, and go away for the weekend”

“Sach mein?” she paused

“TERIII KASAM” he kissed her lips

Her phone rang…

“Maar daalegi mujhe Tarooo” she was too afraid to look

“Utha na”

“Nahi… Tushar she told me she was too stupid to flirt with him, she will never do it again… tumne Pradyut ko waha bhej dia”

“Lets see what happens”

“Pradyut ko kya kahoge ab? Tum to YAHA ho”

“Let him go there first” he tasted the subzi…..

“TUSHAAR phir se phone aa raha hai”

“Utha le na” he left her smugly

“Her Tarooo kya hua?” “Darwaze lock kiye tumne?” she spoke nervously with a chuckle

“Its raining like an apocalypse over here”

“Yaha bhi, khaake so ja please” “Strange duel u have, going on with ur Mom yaar, akele waha tu… Ma yaha pe”

“she sees me all she can think of is how I brought the family shame”

“U mean Gaurav Bhai”

“Umm.. heard he was in Delhi last week, blowing through his 2nd gift right about now”

“Please lock kar darwaaze, kha aur so ja”

“How is Bhai”

“Tang kia hua hai inhone”

“Unlucky you!!” taaruni rolled her eyes “Tch tch”

“Seriously”

Phewww!!

She texted Tushar

“He didn’t go” “Thank God”

Taaruni’s door bell rang

Harold screamed his head off, he could hear the motorcycle through the rain

“Whoaaa?” she opened the wood door a crack

“Hey”

He was in a long rain parka

“Kya hua?”

“Can I come in?”

“Did u ride ur bike?” she was horrified

“Hmm”

“OMG”

He walked in set his helmet and key son the runner table

“YOU actually rode ur bike?” she asked hands on her hips

In her silver blue khadi silk saree, and the gajra and kohl in her eyes, she looked breathtakingly beautiful to him

“I did, is Tushar here?”

She grabbed his keys and stomped out of the living room as he bend down to pick up the screaming puppy

She threw it in the brothers’ room among the 10s of cartons of rare books

Stomped back out

“He is NOT here, he is not coming… get lost”

Nishaaaa

And you stop here 😢😂

Why can’t you see Pradyut!!!

Wife who left you exercises her right when she feels that’s better for your safety ❤️.

And he does it on purpose, I guess.
As she doesn’t seem to care for him otherwise.

Nisha, since Taaruni hasn’t had dinner, any likelihood of him cooking for mother and child???