Baaraatis Anonymous Thread 39

Haayee My Chocolate Raspberry Palet has created Thread 39 !!!   🥳 

Now toh Mumbai janaich padega ... thanchu bolne  😆

You came to pick me up at the ma.. er airport and brought Barun with you? ❤️

But why is he looking so cross my Badshah falooda???

Haila you didn't force feed him paani puri on the way did you ?!

Tch, Tum bhi na Cherry  

You know na that street food doesn't suit him HRN!!!

Dekho bimaar kar diya usse ...

Wait a minute, I get it now. You didn't want him spending time with me did you?  😡

And here was I thinking we'd take him on a  food marathon to all his favourite places, to soften him up ...

I guess I'll just rip up the list I'd painstakingly compiled and also forget about all the tales I was intending to regale my Baaraatis with  😭

Aapke Aby Baby ke pitaji ke words mein ..

Jai Ho Nandkishore Ki

Jai Ho Devi Maiyya Ki

Jai Ho Mumbai Dham Ki

E hai Mumbai Nagaria, tu dekh Beeswa 
Hamri Cherry ki dagariya, tu dekh Beeswa 

Dekho door door se log Dilli Villi se 
E haan aate hain Chance lagaane
Call Centre chor ke, Dosti Yaari tor ke 
Khoya Khoya Naseeba Jagaane 
Aray MAMR ka kya hoga 
Aray 22 yards ka kya hoga, hoga ya na hoga 
Kostin main ne diya hai pooch Beeswa 
E hai Mumbai nagaria, tu dekh Beeswa 

Bolo bolo! Koi answer hain iss 'above the neck' kostin ka?

Lekin My Tarte Tatin 😳

Meri baat ka meri Cherry, tu jawab de ki na de mujhe ... teri ek blush ☺️ mein joh hai chupi, woh hazaar baaton ki baat hai 😉

And BTW tell your Arnavji we're all coming to Menlo Park. Hmphf!

Bas Maine Bahar Nikalkar Kehdiya to Kehdiya !!! 😡 😆

Okay am off to buy prezzies for the little Princess 😛

Will leave you to hum some lullabies from your darling Aby Baby  

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I love this place!

It's open, quiet, and had enough space that MR, XP and I don't stumble all over each other.

I strolled through the backyard of my newly purchased, luxurious house, stopping occasionally to consume some freshly mown grass.

Life couldn't get better!

It has been four years since we have arrived in California with no more than couple of thousands of dollars to our name.

We had struggled in the beginning, of course, but eventually an agent in Hollywood had seen the talent I possess, like I knew someone would eventually, and took me on as a client.

And once the producers saw the amount of money the pilot of LTOLS made, they flocked to our house like goats to a freshly cut grass.

That was then.

Now, we are through with Lacksmi series, LTOLS, and are all set to start our next season, LTOMP.

Lacksmi Takes Over Menlo Park

I must admit, as much as I loved the hustle bustle of LA, I cannot help but truly feel at home here in Menlo Park.

As I continued to walk in the never ending backyard, I heard a curious noise that made my vertically gifted ears perk up.

To investigate further, I walked into the woods that the noise was coming from. After walking for a couple of minutes, I arrived in the backyard of the house next door. A beauty, that.

Shaking myself out of the daze of real estate envy, I look around to find the source of the noise, only to find nothing.

Just as I was about to give up and return to my house, I saw four hoofs galloping towards me at a frightening speed.

I let out a distressed "Baaa" as I backed away, but the horse, or should I say pony, stopped in front of me with great accuracy.

I looked up to see the person who saved my life, only to find a tiny guy dressed in a three piece suit scowling at me.

Where have I seen those features before?

Before I could jaunt through my memories are answer my own question, the kid let out an angry "What the..."

I gasped.

It couldn't be...could it?

"What are you doing here? How did you even get in?" the kid asked, as if I could answer.

Looks like the kid was not smarter than the dad.

"Papa! Papa!" he called out, turning his gaze away from me. "Papa!"

I ducked into the cover of the woods before I was caught, but stood behind the trees to watch what would happen next, and to confirm if my doubts were indeed correct.

I heard someone running through before a pair of Armaani shoes came into my vision.

"What the...?" the owner of the shoes exclaimed. "What happened?"

But I couldn't focus on the kid's answer.

The only thing running through my head was...F*L.

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