NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~CHAP 60-Epilogue-COMPLETE! - Page 63

Originally posted by: selvi1275

Goodmorning Periyamma, Bindu, Kal, Wishu, and all Baisas... 🤗

Goodevening Aparna, Rekha, and Vathsy...🤗

Sand dunes, Sapat Beach, Pakistan...

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

Dear Baisas and Banna,

Here is a quiz to test your memory as well as your love for the lives of the protagonists in the novel HBAS..

Please point out the reference with the context of the passages given below in the novel..if possible, with the Chapter number.

1.

She let him lead her anyhow - for anything would be better than being trapped down this hell-hole haunted by evil voices. But their first step together, and her heart was already telling her something - that it'd found what it was searching for. It'd found home! And not long thereafter, they seemed to be walking towards light, the cackles of the demons steadily waning.

'Who are you?' she asked, as soon as she'd found her way out 'And why have you helped me?'

'I have no home and family either... so I understand...' whispered the boy, before he began retreating to where he came from.

'No don't go... I'll be your family...' she immediately held her hand out to stop him from leaving.

But her palm was barren. She could feel him no more, his silhouette having vanished into the cave again. 'No... don't go...'

>> chapter 43...😭 (dream of heera , after the revelation of past of khan sahib)

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2.

Arching forward with his elbows resting upon his knees, he began tapping his fingers impatiently, one against the other.

It was only a few hours past sunrise. But within the beige peeling walls of that dingy area, the smoke had already formed pools of clouds in the air. Pools of clouds that aimlessly floated around. Just as aimlessly as the men who were blowing them out.

When a fresh puff of smoke came swirling in his direction, the lone man turned aside to avoid the suffocating vapours. But that only reminded him of the stifling stench of liquor looming from the furnishings scattered around.

>> chapter 11... (hukkah joint)

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3.

She stopped.

His fingers had already moved up to the collar.

Below the neck, he untangled the first knot.

Then, by the chest, he removed the second one.

And beside the ribs, he loosened the third.

Tilting his head sideways, he gently let the tunic slip down his arm, exposing his left shoulder..

>> chapter 38...(khan sahib injured , azeez brings heera to stitch the wounds)

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4.

But the silence that succeeded didn't disappear till Heera spoke up 'A little more than 10 hours... actually, 10 and half hours to be precise' she gave him the answer to their problem

'What?' his eyes narrowed

'The time it would take you to travel 42 koss!'

'Oh yes...' he muttered, betraying no reaction to the fact that she must have figured out the answer, a split-moment before he had 'But, that's only if we take no breaks...'

'Of course!'

>> chapter 8...(heera's calculations)

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5.

'Pure'

THAT was the first sentiment that crossed his mind. So pure that her aura stood out despite being bathed under a thick beam of sun. So pure that his chest felt refreshed merely from breathing the change of air that she'd brought with her. Portions of her hair were still damp - possibly from having rushed to tend to a matter before she could dry her hair out. And of those damp tresses, was a particularly wet curl that evidently refused to stay tucked behind her ear. Well, in the few blinks that he'd seen her, he'd already caught her trying to pin it back twice.

'Subah Bakhair...' his shoulders finally claimed their resting spot on the cushioned back of the chair.

>> chapter 46...(their morning meetings , when heera informs him about her & mohan banna's covno , plus discovery of different style knot)

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6.

'Wh... who are they?'

'Who are these people?'

'Why are they here, baisa?'

'And do you see what I see?' a couple of ladies griped, not long thereafter 'They're wearing Mughal finery...'

'Yes... they're MUSLIMS!'

'What are these Muslims doing here?'

'Wait... wait... wait... are they Khalil and his army?' added a few others, striking immediate terror in the hearts of one and all.

'Have we been captured, baisa?'

'Must we run?'

>> chapter 32...(when parnagarhis came across mughal gentlemen in whose haveli their baisa & her party stayed during their flee )

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7.

WHOOOSH!

The steel of a blade flashed across the room!

And the youth ducked in a blink. But in this real contest, even his quick reflexes were no match for the Sahib's

'ARRRggghhh!' he immediately winced when the blade found its mark

The businessman leaned back on his couch, calmly.

>> chapter...9 (match making...😉 , some jesting of khan boys...😆)

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8.

'Oh my Lord...' A faint voice-of-reason cried from within when she watched herself dangerously crossing boundary-after-boundary with him. Then again, maybe this was how it was when two impassioned people held back by numerous shackles, briefly broke free. Maybe she wasn't in the right frame-of-mind either, still recovering from the grief of nearly losing him forever. Maybe she was still reeling from the fear of not knowing what future held for HER. For THEM. But whatever it was - when she let her guard down and let herself be swathed by him, when she ignored the voices and let herself hear his beats, it was an epiphany like none other.

This was the sanctuary, the refuge that she had been referring to. A place within his strong arms, where no one else could bring her harm.

>> chapter 18...(the miracle)

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9.

She was right. He couldn't corner her further. And while the Sahiba thought she was paying the price of her own brazenness, Akbar thought differently - she wasn't the only 'loser' in this banter. He had lost the moment he'd allowed himself be lured into her mind games and now, he was paying the price of his devilry too. By losing himself. By falling into temptation - at the sight of her partially-lowered eyelids. At the sight of her demure grins. At the sight of her fair skin dipped in red. At the sight of her femininity.

>> chapter 16...(temple wala romance)

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10.

Besides, there was another reason he wished this would not end.

Because another side to him had just surfaced - a not-so-gentlemanly side that he didn't know existed within. The young man was deriving secret pleasure from the fact that he was lone audience to the Sahiba's unusual antics, where she had chosen to let her hair down today - both, symbolically and literally. Whether she was unaware of it, or whether she didn't care, the limp knot had finally come loose, letting her tresses flow freely, outlining her curves. And they stopped right by her waist, dangling demurely, as if toying with his sense of self-control.

A deep pang of desire to hold her was born in his chest just then. A desire that intensified further. And further. Till the young man was forced to look aside for a moment, away from the bewitching physical sights and sounds of her free-spirited form.

>> chapter 37...(some important discussion in a lovely venue & a lot more...😛)

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KK.

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

Dear Baisas and Banna,

Here is a quiz to test your memory as well as your love for the lives of the protagonists in the novel HBAS..

Please point out the reference with the context of the passages given below in the novel..if possible, with the Chapter number.

1.

She let him lead her anyhow - for anything would be better than being trapped down this hell-hole haunted by evil voices. But their first step together, and her heart was already telling her something - that it'd found what it was searching for. It'd found home! And not long thereafter, they seemed to be walking towards light, the cackles of the demons steadily waning.

'Who are you?' she asked, as soon as she'd found her way out 'And why have you helped me?'

'I have no home and family either... so I understand...' whispered the boy, before he began retreating to where he came from.

'No don't go... I'll be your family...' she immediately held her hand out to stop him from leaving.

But her palm was barren. She could feel him no more, his silhouette having vanished into the cave again. 'No... don't go...'

Heera finding out the truth... chapter 43

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2.

Arching forward with his elbows resting upon his knees, he began tapping his fingers impatiently, one against the other.

It was only a few hours past sunrise. But within the beige peeling walls of that dingy area, the smoke had already formed pools of clouds in the air. Pools of clouds that aimlessly floated around. Just as aimlessly as the men who were blowing them out.

When a fresh puff of smoke came swirling in his direction, the lone man turned aside to avoid the suffocating vapours. But that only reminded him of the stifling stench of liquor looming from the furnishings scattered around.

AMK in the bar room was it chapter 11?😉

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3.

She stopped.

His fingers had already moved up to the collar.

Below the neck, he untangled the first knot.

Then, by the chest, he removed the second one.

And beside the ribs, he loosened the third.

Tilting his head sideways, he gently let the tunic slip down his arm, exposing his left shoulder..

When Heera comes to his room to take a look at his cut shoulder - middle of the night.

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4.

But the silence that succeeded didn't disappear till Heera spoke up 'A little more than 10 hours... actually, 10 and half hours to be precise' she gave him the answer to their problem

'What?' his eyes narrowed

'The time it would take you to travel 42 koss!'

'Oh yes...' he muttered, betraying no reaction to the fact that she must have figured out the answer, a split-moment before he had 'But, that's only if we take no breaks...'

'Of course!'

At the Aidabad mansion... when Heera is waiting for an audience with AMK and she overhears their discussions😆

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5.

'Pure'

THAT was the first sentiment that crossed his mind. So pure that her aura stood out despite being bathed under a thick beam of sun. So pure that his chest felt refreshed merely from breathing the change of air that she'd brought with her. Portions of her hair were still damp - possibly from having rushed to tend to a matter before she could dry her hair out. And of those damp tresses, was a particularly wet curl that evidently refused to stay tucked behind her ear. Well, in the few blinks that he'd seen her, he'd already caught her trying to pin it back twice.

'Subah Bakhair...' his shoulders finally claimed their resting spot on the cushioned back of the chair.

She comes to his room after Mohan banna revealed the truth

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6.

'Wh... who are they?'

'Who are these people?'

'Why are they here, baisa?'

'And do you see what I see?' a couple of ladies griped, not long thereafter 'They're wearing Mughal finery...'

'Yes... they're MUSLIMS!'

'What are these Muslims doing here?'

'Wait... wait... wait... are they Khalil and his army?' added a few others, striking immediate terror in the hearts of one and all.

'Have we been captured, baisa?'

'Must we run?'

Parnagarhis welcoming Heera back from the forests, notice she's joined by another group...

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7.

WHOOOSH!

The steel of a blade flashed across the room!

And the youth ducked in a blink. But in this real contest, even his quick reflexes were no match for the Sahib's

'ARRRggghhh!' he immediately winced when the blade found its mark

The businessman leaned back on his couch, calmly.

AMK dislodged Azeez's turban for teasing him 😉

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8.

'Oh my Lord...' A faint voice-of-reason cried from within when she watched herself dangerously crossing boundary-after-boundary with him. Then again, maybe this was how it was when two impassioned people held back by numerous shackles, briefly broke free. Maybe she wasn't in the right frame-of-mind either, still recovering from the grief of nearly losing him forever. Maybe she was still reeling from the fear of not knowing what future held for HER. For THEM. But whatever it was - when she let her guard down and let herself be swathed by him, when she ignored the voices and let herself hear his beats, it was an epiphany like none other.

This was the sanctuary, the refuge that she had been referring to. A place within his strong arms, where no one else could bring her harm.

Canal... she rescues him... their forbidden encounter thereon

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9.

She was right. He couldn't corner her further. And while the Sahiba thought she was paying the price of her own brazenness, Akbar thought differently - she wasn't the only 'loser' in this banter. He had lost the moment he'd allowed himself be lured into her mind games and now, he was paying the price of his devilry too. By losing himself. By falling into temptation - at the sight of her partially-lowered eyelids. At the sight of her demure grins. At the sight of her fair skin dipped in red. At the sight of her femininity.

After the binocular incident, Heera comes to his room...he's called her, to discuss about the messengers 😉

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10.

Besides, there was another reason he wished this would not end.

Because another side to him had just surfaced - a not-so-gentlemanly side that he didn't know existed within. The young man was deriving secret pleasure from the fact that he was lone audience to the Sahiba's unusual antics, where she had chosen to let her hair down today - both, symbolically and literally. Whether she was unaware of it, or whether she didn't care, the limp knot had finally come loose, letting her tresses flow freely, outlining her curves. And they stopped right by her waist, dangling demurely, as if toying with his sense of self-control.

A deep pang of desire to hold her was born in his chest just then. A desire that intensified further. And further. Till the young man was forced to look aside for a moment, away from the bewitching physical sights and sounds of her free-spirited form.

Hilltop... their first kiss

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KK.

Word Count: 1

Originally posted by: selvi1275

Goodmorning Periyamma, Bindu, Kal, Wishu, and all Baisas... 🤗

Goodevening Aparna, Rekha, and Vathsy...🤗

Sand dunes, Sapat Beach, Pakistan...

Originally posted by: binduprasad41

Good morning, everyone! 🤗

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

Dear Baisas and Banna,

Here is a quiz to test your memory as well as your love for the lives of the protagonists in the novel HBAS..

Please point out the reference with the context of the passages given below in the novel..if possible, with the Chapter number.

1.

She let him lead her anyhow - for anything would be better than being trapped down this hell-hole haunted by evil voices. But their first step together, and her heart was already telling her something - that it'd found what it was searching for. It'd found home! And not long thereafter, they seemed to be walking towards light, the cackles of the demons steadily waning.

'Who are you?' she asked, as soon as she'd found her way out 'And why have you helped me?'

'I have no home and family either... so I understand...' whispered the boy, before he began retreating to where he came from.

'No don't go... I'll be your family...' she immediately held her hand out to stop him from leaving.

But her palm was barren. She could feel him no more, his silhouette having vanished into the cave again. 'No... don't go...'

Lil Heera to lil Akbar in Heera's dream when she knows about his past from chachajaan .. 43

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2.

Arching forward with his elbows resting upon his knees, he began tapping his fingers impatiently, one against the other.

It was only a few hours past sunrise. But within the beige peeling walls of that dingy area, the smoke had already formed pools of clouds in the air. Pools of clouds that aimlessly floated around. Just as aimlessly as the men who were blowing them out.

When a fresh puff of smoke came swirling in his direction, the lone man turned aside to avoid the suffocating vapours. But that only reminded him of the stifling stench of liquor looming from the furnishings scattered around.

Hukkah Joint

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3.

She stopped.

His fingers had already moved up to the collar.

Below the neck, he untangled the first knot.

Then, by the chest, he removed the second one.

And beside the ribs, he loosened the third.

Tilting his head sideways, he gently let the tunic slip down his arm, exposing his left shoulder..

When Heera(after Prannath's request) treats AMK after his dangerous mission... 38

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4.

But the silence that succeeded didn't disappear till Heera spoke up 'A little more than 10 hours... actually, 10 and half hours to be precise' she gave him the answer to their problem

'What?' his eyes narrowed

'The time it would take you to travel 42 koss!'

'Oh yes...' he muttered, betraying no reaction to the fact that she must have figured out the answer, a split-moment before he had 'But, that's only if we take no breaks...'

'Of course!'

Their first official meeting.. 8?

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5.

'Pure'

THAT was the first sentiment that crossed his mind. So pure that her aura stood out despite being bathed under a thick beam of sun. So pure that his chest felt refreshed merely from breathing the change of air that she'd brought with her. Portions of her hair were still damp - possibly from having rushed to tend to a matter before she could dry her hair out. And of those damp tresses, was a particularly wet curl that evidently refused to stay tucked behind her ear. Well, in the few blinks that he'd seen her, he'd already caught her trying to pin it back twice.

'Subah Bakhair...' his shoulders finally claimed their resting spot on the cushioned back of the chair.

When they talk about Mohan banna and unique knot 47...?

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6.

'Wh... who are they?'

'Who are these people?'

'Why are they here, baisa?'

'And do you see what I see?' a couple of ladies griped, not long thereafter 'They're wearing Mughal finery...'

'Yes... they're MUSLIMS!'

'What are these Muslims doing here?'

'Wait... wait... wait... are they Khalil and his army?' added a few others, striking immediate terror in the hearts of one and all.

'Have we been captured, baisa?'

'Must we run?'

Parnagarhis just before another shock of Heera AMK marriage 😆.. When they seeAMK and his men entering Parnagarh 32

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7.

WHOOOSH!

The steel of a blade flashed across the room!

And the youth ducked in a blink. But in this real contest, even his quick reflexes were no match for the Sahib's

'ARRRggghhh!' he immediately winced when the blade found its mark

The businessman leaned back on his couch, calmly.

In Aidabad... Azeez troubling Khan Sahib... Just before the magical sherbet

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8.

'Oh my Lord...' A faint voice-of-reason cried from within when she watched herself dangerously crossing boundary-after-boundary with him. Then again, maybe this was how it was when two impassioned people held back by numerous shackles, briefly broke free. Maybe she wasn't in the right frame-of-mind either, still recovering from the grief of nearly losing him forever. Maybe she was still reeling from the fear of not knowing what future held for HER. For THEM. But whatever it was - when she let her guard down and let herself be swathed by him, when she ignored the voices and let herself hear his beats, it was an epiphany like none other.

This was the sanctuary, the refuge that she had been referring to. A place within his strong arms, where no one else could bring her harm.

The second canal scene... When Heera saves Khan Sahib ... 18

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9.

She was right. He couldn't corner her further. And while the Sahiba thought she was paying the price of her own brazenness, Akbar thought differently - she wasn't the only 'loser' in this banter. He had lost the moment he'd allowed himself be lured into her mind games and now, he was paying the price of his devilry too. By losing himself. By falling into temptation - at the sight of her partially-lowered eyelids. At the sight of her demure grins. At the sight of her fair skin dipped in red. At the sight of her femininity.

The temple stairs scene... Entry of red caped cupid... 16...?

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10.

Besides, there was another reason he wished this would not end.

Because another side to him had just surfaced - a not-so-gentlemanly side that he didn't know existed within. The young man was deriving secret pleasure from the fact that he was lone audience to the Sahiba's unusual antics, where she had chosen to let her hair down today - both, symbolically and literally. Whether she was unaware of it, or whether she didn't care, the limp knot had finally come loose, letting her tresses flow freely, outlining her curves. And they stopped right by her waist, dangling demurely, as if toying with his sense of self-control.

A deep pang of desire to hold her was born in his chest just then. A desire that intensified further. And further. Till the young man was forced to look aside for a moment, away from the bewitching physical sights and sounds of her free-spirited form.

The hilltop before their first ☺️ .. 37

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KK.

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

Dear Baisas and Banna,

Here is a quiz to test your memory as well as your love for the lives of the protagonists in the novel HBAS..

Please point out the reference with the context of the passages given below in the novel..if possible, with the Chapter number.

1.Heera's epiphany in C43

She let him lead her anyhow - for anything would be better than being trapped down this hell-hole haunted by evil voices. But their first step together, and her heart was already telling her something - that it'd found what it was searching for. It'd found home! And not long thereafter, they seemed to be walking towards light, the cackles of the demons steadily waning.

'Who are you?' she asked, as soon as she'd found her way out 'And why have you helped me?'

'I have no home and family either... so I understand...' whispered the boy, before he began retreating to where he came from.

'No don't go... I'll be your family...' she immediately held her hand out to stop him from leaving.

But her palm was barren. She could feel him no more, his silhouette having vanished into the cave again. 'No... don't go...'

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2. AMK at Hukkah joint in C11

Arching forward with his elbows resting upon his knees, he began tapping his fingers impatiently, one against the other.

It was only a few hours past sunrise. But within the beige peeling walls of that dingy area, the smoke had already formed pools of clouds in the air. Pools of clouds that aimlessly floated around. Just as aimlessly as the men who were blowing them out.

When a fresh puff of smoke came swirling in his direction, the lone man turned aside to avoid the suffocating vapours. But that only reminded him of the stifling stench of liquor looming from the furnishings scattered around.

0 0 0

3.Heera treating his shoulder wound in C38

She stopped.

His fingers had already moved up to the collar.

Below the neck, he untangled the first knot.

Then, by the chest, he removed the second one.

And beside the ribs, he loosened the third.

Tilting his head sideways, he gently let the tunic slip down his arm, exposing his left shoulder..

0 0 0

4.Heera when she goes to see him about the garden patch in C8

But the silence that succeeded didn't disappear till Heera spoke up 'A little more than 10 hours... actually, 10 and half hours to be precise' she gave him the answer to their problem

'What?' his eyes narrowed

'The time it would take you to travel 42 koss!'

'Oh yes...' he muttered, betraying no reaction to the fact that she must have figured out the answer, a split-moment before he had 'But, that's only if we take no breaks...'

'Of course!'

0 0 0

5.When AMK sees Heera in the room after knowing Mahendar's role in C46

'Pure'

THAT was the first sentiment that crossed his mind. So pure that her aura stood out despite being bathed under a thick beam of sun. So pure that his chest felt refreshed merely from breathing the change of air that she'd brought with her. Portions of her hair were still damp - possibly from having rushed to tend to a matter before she could dry her hair out. And of those damp tresses, was a particularly wet curl that evidently refused to stay tucked behind her ear. Well, in the few blinks that he'd seen her, he'd already caught her trying to pin it back twice.

'Subah Bakhair...' his shoulders finally claimed their resting spot on the cushioned back of the chair.

0 0 0

6.Upon Akheera's arrival in Parnagarh after the marriage proposal in C32

'Wh... who are they?'

'Who are these people?'

'Why are they here, baisa?'

'And do you see what I see?' a couple of ladies griped, not long thereafter 'They're wearing Mughal finery...'

'Yes... they're MUSLIMS!'

'What are these Muslims doing here?'

'Wait... wait... wait... are they Khalil and his army?' added a few others, striking immediate terror in the hearts of one and all.

'Have we been captured, baisa?'

'Must we run?'

0 0 0

7.AMK throwing the dagger at Azeez for the teasing in C10

WHOOOSH!

The steel of a blade flashed across the room!

And the youth ducked in a blink. But in this real contest, even his quick reflexes were no match for the Sahib's

'ARRRggghhh!' he immediately winced when the blade found its mark

The businessman leaned back on his couch, calmly.

0 0 0

8. At the canal in his arms in C18

'Oh my Lord...' A faint voice-of-reason cried from within when she watched herself dangerously crossing boundary-after-boundary with him. Then again, maybe this was how it was when two impassioned people held back by numerous shackles, briefly broke free. Maybe she wasn't in the right frame-of-mind either, still recovering from the grief of nearly losing him forever. Maybe she was still reeling from the fear of not knowing what future held for HER. For THEM. But whatever it was - when she let her guard down and let herself be swathed by him, when she ignored the voices and let herself hear his beats, it was an epiphany like none other.

This was the sanctuary, the refuge that she had been referring to. A place within his strong arms, where no one else could bring her harm.

0 0 0

9. At the temple steps in C16 ( this I had to do a little research to locate the scene)😳

She was right. He couldn't corner her further. And while the Sahiba thought she was paying the price of her own brazenness, Akbar thought differently - she wasn't the only 'loser' in this banter. He had lost the moment he'd allowed himself be lured into her mind games and now, he was paying the price of his devilry too. By losing himself. By falling into temptation - at the sight of her partially-lowered eyelids. At the sight of her demure grins. At the sight of her fair skin dipped in red. At the sight of her femininity.

0 0 0

10.Hilltop (unintentionally saw Lashy Sahiba's answer when I logged in)😳 C37

Besides, there was another reason he wished this would not end.

Because another side to him had just surfaced - a not-so-gentlemanly side that he didn't know existed within. The young man was deriving secret pleasure from the fact that he was lone audience to the Sahiba's unusual antics, where she had chosen to let her hair down today - both, symbolically and literally. Whether she was unaware of it, or whether she didn't care, the limp knot had finally come loose, letting her tresses flow freely, outlining her curves. And they stopped right by her waist, dangling demurely, as if toying with his sense of self-control.

A deep pang of desire to hold her was born in his chest just then. A desire that intensified further. And further. Till the young man was forced to look aside for a moment, away from the bewitching physical sights and sounds of her free-spirited form.

0 0 0

KK.

Bindup: The heart-the one that knows you best.😳

Rekha, Heera's heart decided her soulmate.

Chellam, AMK's mind overruled his heart for her own safety.

Selvi, sand dunes and salt lakes -what a spectacle they make!