"License please"..The policeman xrayed Akansha with his bigfat torchlite....... Splash , sploosh..it's 3 am in the morning...the Chakrapath Police always annoyed the traffic..why the hell did she have to use that route..

She had hurriedly put on her mom's dark lipstick and her oversized glasses ..in order to hide her identity..She had outsmarted many policemen before with her mom's license, but this time..this time she hardly breathe, the Kurta's shawl almost knotted around her neck..and she was wet with her own sweat..

"Mrs Karki, its too dangerous to go around the highway, where are you going at this time of the night?" Policeman Bhairabh was annoying.." Oh..my niece is sick in Budhanilkantha I have to reach there in Five.."

Alrite Mrs. Karki..otherwise this is curfew time and we're going to arrest you if it happens next time...

So Akansha turned left..thank god she knew where she was...it was 5 when she reached home turning and twisting and reaching back to Man bhavan..

She slided her car in the garage..even the dog lay asleep...when she got up as her school alarm went off at 8.30 she found herself wet...wet with some of her sweat,
wet with mud and wet with ..........blood!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

kapish ..

i am watching this movie
"bunty and bablu" now
just finished "silsilay" <<<== junk soft porn...

...ahh..another thing from a HUSH...Think it is her another L-I-F-E story from my fav writer...post more soon..

10, years later from the incident, Akansha was in the peak of her youth, a radiant beauty with bountiful of bosoms and a tiny waist , endless barbie legs and j lo hips..

She was now the CEO of Intelligence Corps, a coporation that directly oversaw the US Airforce Base in Chitwan for Asian Combats..Tenzin had died of overdose at 17, thus she had long forgtotton the taste of sweet love..all she cared was the fact that she was running a mission for the World Peace..

Captain Ananta, some 30 years older than her had his mind set up on her bosoms, anything uttered under her analytical command, he did it faithfully,, more than strength of hardwork and intelligence, it was her glowing charishma that had led the team so far...in less than 2 decades, the Americans had manged to dismantle North Korea, made Kashmir a separate no war zone..and screwed Gyane to monitor the hydropower systems of Southasia and Nepal to their benefit

Then the phone rang.."Hello, Miss Karki, your mom is on the line,: the secretary said.."Merci Beacoup, Natalie, please put her through." "there's a very urgent matter at home I want you home by Friday morning this weekend on late night. Ok darling?" " Yeah, mom i hope its worth it.:

When she reached home, there it was, the bouquets, all around the living room, neat tablecloth and and fine China on the dining table, The decanters filled with scotch and French wine and lots of food ready to be served..

Why don't you rest darling and change into this fuscia colored saree, i simply bought it cause it macthes your fair complexion and hazel brown eyes.
"Anything you want mom, " Arkansha from that day in her ninth grade history class, had been the most obedient daughter for the world to see ..and from inside, nobody realised she was pregnant with a 1000 watt electrifying volcano.

For her surprise even dad was waiting for her for her lunch. She was indeed very happy. It took her an hour in her shower and another to finish putting on the darn saree...mom always wantted perfection..She had never seen her mom without her kajal tikka and a marroon lipstick even at 6 am in the morning..always perfect..

She stepped downtairs from her and then as she approached the living room she heard some voices..a handsome man maybe 28-29ish was staring at her lovingly,, as sooon as she entered...he knelt before her , hey beautiful woman i'm here today with your family to ask your hand in marriage..she was stunned...

For Arkansha, the incident at 15 had made her to break up with Tenzin , who had killed himself for her dissertation and now this guy wants to marry her, who was a total robot..like one of the computer chips she fondled with everyday..

Mom and Dad discreetly left the room. And conversations began, Shaziv was the CEO of his own farm land somewhere in Nepalgunj, never had to work but managed to scrape throu from some good networking to be the gorvernor of Nepal Bank by age 31..yes he was 32..and when he had seen her pictures in the newspapers, he knew she cud make a good wife as welll, the better half who had fulfilled so much that he cudn't accomplish in life..

For everyone astonishment, Arkansha said she says its okey for her to marry...someone to got back to home on weekends..in her mind...so on the dining table mom and pops and his mom and pops asked a million question, half the way through caramel custrad mom had made for dessert, ShaZiv said i'd like to half kids as soon as possible..
Arkansha stared at the cherry in her custard for a while and looked at Shahziv for another second, got up abruptly excusing herself and left in her newly bought Landrover..without a word...

the Kid the li'l Budhha..she cudn't forgive herself.....

oopsy daisies ..the speling errors are horrendous

a nice read. thanks, hushpuppy. you've painted a convincing picture of decadence of youth that many of us go through. keep it flowing...

We should try to bring them to US. I am tired of having just the boys bands of nepal singing love songs and dancing on the stage all the time. We need something different.

wrong thread ma po parecha. sorry hai.

4000 acres of Chitwan Jungle now lay as airbase for US forces ..they initiated as UN base now ..US...a threat that lay open to both Indians and the Chinese..Nepalese once condemned as the puppet of the two countries was now condemned as the spy between the two..But the strategy had been beneficial for the overall Nepalese..many youth like Akansha had the opportunity to work there (70% of the profit still went back to US pockets), many infrastures including lleast 20 hotels including Paris's Trance Hilton had been established in Nepal..Famous Hollywood stars like George Clooney had bought parts of Himalayas in the name of securing poverty..and had their own real-estate cum skiing projects in the Annapurna range..

In order to follow up on all these activities Akansha had been chartering new IT proejcts..she was constanlty in contacts with the architects, the military and the political people in general..Why settle for Shaziv when she was the empress of her own empire??? Shaziv was the perfect gettaway from it all...a lowkey..but then kids...

17th of July, Shaziv slipped the ring on to Akansha's finger. It was a low key ceremony that she wanted but then 500 guests presented themeselves....the engagement was a total blowout even in the people's magazine's standards

The date for the wedding was still unfixed..sometimes in September Akansha Proclaimed. Shaziv was already flying so high, he cudn't care less...but Akansha..she wished the Bermuda Triangle wud engolf her for her instaneous decision..

Puja, Swati, Akansha and Rakhsya, the four decided to have another pre-nupt blast..so it was decided.. the best place..Bali..for the short weekend in August, that Akansha cud squeeze out..
As a gift to Akansha, the Corp charteered a small jet for their trip..and there they were basking in blue skies and blue waters..heaven on earth..champanges bubbled through the air..

Akansha had not had a single vaction for the past 10 years of life and she danced every minute..they were down at the casino floor when a pair of green blue afgani eyes met akansha's whiskey colored ones...smiles exchanged instatenously, glasses of rum empited in few more seconds and their eyes accompanied there souls out the casino and onto the shores where they made love all nite..

Next morning, as she got up in her own room, the guy was gone, was it richie or ruckhsundar ali Akhtar..her over buzzed head cudn't remember..Puja, and the rest of the gang..never uttered a single word about the incident..not until on the 17th of September when Akshansha was seated aboard her palaki which her dear pappa and a cousin brother ravi was carrying..around the wedding pyre..and Akshansa puked .......................

Everybody that the wedding was li'l too much even Shaziv was least concerned, in a day's time Akansha wud be wrapped around his 'Little" finger...but Puja, Rakshya and Swati knew and feared..akansha might spill it out...Akansha was pregnant with Akhtar's baby...should she shut up and pretend its Shaziv in Nine months..or abort it ....the Little Buddha Boy..haunted in her mind terribly..she wasn't in the state to carry out another blunder...

Ceremony ended in no time..at 2 a.m in the morning she had Captain Ananta call her for urgent duty..the Groom was stunned..'For the world and my country" Akansha lied again..three months later she tranferred herself to Afgan in search of Akhtar...the father of the second Baby Buddha....................

hushp,
bali is really exotic. (o:..

The search was failure cause there was rebel movement from indigenous Nepalese. They do not want any foreign inflitration be it Indian, Chinese, or US. It was getting strong that Akansha had to abandon the search. Cause in the backgound the song played

Redemption of the Brown man

and talking about revolution song

hahaha..will carry on the story after some non fiction..hahhahaha tonite

Hahahahahahaha.
Sorry could not resist.

One question looms and then snarls my normally normal head is; why does it feel that either me or you are some where in the "'Kaya' zone" when I read your postings.

Trust me it's been ages since I last even 'thought' about it, but these sortta stories reminds me of how it felt 'pahila pahila' when we used to take extra credits in hasology besides many other majors.

O0oo0o La la....hahahahha.

Hasayoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo . hahahahaha.
I wish I could disect something and see how OH! how...one comes up with it. LOL.
Tremendously enjoyed it. LMAO. Hehehhe. Sachai ho. Hahahahaha.
Creativity has no boudries. ;)

In jest,
IndisGuise:)

A perfect pair of rounds circumfering another pair of dotted goose brown circles which circled around a pair of fully ripped raisins, the glorious sun in the mid summer in Kabul had made her breasts look like weapon of mass destruction in Afghan.. It had been 5 months since she arrived, and Akansha was in her peak of her pregnancy..

Bush land had indeed destructed Afgan..most destructed in Afghan were the US soldiers who previously fought for Afghan against the Russians and now fought against Afghan as soon as Bush smelled of oil rigs underneath the dry dessert..For al the Bushes money made the world go round...and he had no idea how many Americans had killed fellow americans in the name of war..


Serge Shahank knew that Akansha had arrived in Kabul, but he cared less, since he knew she was there on her private mission and the Govt. of the world, as US proclaimed was not ready to give her long maternity leave unless she made a proper database of pro US americans vs., anti US americans in Afgan..For every other non America, most US Corp. ensured to squeeze every drop of lemon that they cud in the name of glorious expatriates pay..money money ....Shaziv had long forgotten that his wife was pregnant without him even kissing her, Akansha was disgusted what a stellar husband she got..all he cared was the monthly pay she was sending to reconstruct his 17th century 'Haveli" in Nepalgunj...some guys

As Akansha was passing through the market in the midday heat, the sun scorched her brains and she fainted over the orange monger's basket..Two hours later, it was serge Shahank holding her hand while she pushed her Akhtar baby out the womb..after all she was Shashank's responsibility while she was in Afghan....

News had reached of a birth of a baby boy all over Afghan...After the 2006 Christian and Hindu massacre allover the world, the Muslims specially in middle east were cursed not to bear any sons..the number of girl child quadrupled than that of boys..afterall girls never ignited any wars..at least in the Muslim world..

There was a huge street ceremony in Mariam, Kabul, where Akansha gave birth...fireworks and belle dancings in the knight...at exactly 2 a.m. a gush of wind blew in from the east, a knight in a black Kaftan riding a tall camel screeched into the small make-shift clinic in Mariam, picked her and her baby and gushed out in few seconds...while 5 of his female cadres stayed back fighting off Serge Shahank in his midnight sleep....

A letter reached Kathmandu, Mrs. Sonika Karki opened it...and it read as 'Missing In Action' and 'Congratulations for a healthy grandchild" in the same line.....the tear in her eye stuck in her heart..why cudn't Akansha be normal like her younger daughter Astu??
Dad came out hurriedly, half the way through puja on hearing Akansha, his 'son's" name. He Asked the blushing soldier, "Where is Akansha?""

aah ke bharlo bajjoon mein tumko hein kasam jaan meri tumko jaan meri kassam

kya mohobatt hein, kya najarey, kya tammana hay, kya ishara,,,,,,

dekho dekho ab karona, mujhpe ye situm, jaan meri jarahihey sanam..

LOL and that was the music break...

She wasn't frenzied when he grabbed and took her to his place..Akhtar was no prince of Afghan as we all aniticipated. He was the sixth son of a deluded muslim father, who had managed escape from the realities of Afghan and earned his scholarship and degree from Yale..which made him more charishmatic than others...He was a rebel like her in his own rights...had not married any muslim women for he never wanted anyone to be tortured in his familial envrionment...but being the youngest of the brothers, he was mad spoiled into gambling, game and women..

He took Akansha into his arms again but then fatly told her he couldn't afford to give her and the child any better life than her hubby in Nepal would..No matter how free and educated you are, you can never be free of the socio cultural ties withyour family ...past has nothing to do with future and then the conversations mellowed..


Akansha was angry ..mad as hell. She was ready to sacrifice everything for this goon and this goon says he's not good enough for her....He babysat the child,,for three days and dropped her at Shashank's camp afterwards..She was dazed as hell..all her effort, her dreams to live with her king had gone down the drain..She was confused ashtray and suicidal....and then Shashank, her anti colleuge at work stood by her..
He fell n love with Akansha..and he knew Afghan was a terrible mistake for her and the baby and him..the one in love with her...

As zombie as the mummy from Egypt, Akansha worked hard for several more months in afghan..Just like her inner peace..Afghan can never get out of the chaos..it a war against everything..a failure for the pro Americans..she's gotto leave..

Shashank....finished off the work there in Afghan and transfered himself and Akansha, li'l Buddha and himself to United Kingdom...Back home in Nepal..Shaziv was getting paranoid missing her and the baby which he never planted..oUt there in the dessert, the traditional muslim Akhtar wished he could change his religion dissolve himself in the whisky eyes of Akansha..and with alll the love bussing about, Akansha felt like the most deserted person in the Universe...

As she landed in the London airport, Mr. karki, Akansha's dad called her, " Honey, sweetheart, wherever you are you are better off than here in nepal"

The words stang like hell...where's her home? Sweet hearth and home??? Akansha poured buckets of tears...and so did Shashank standing behind her, Shaziv in Nepal and Akthar in middle east heat......................................................

what the hell is this thing called love, why is it so hard to reach even if its right there..why do we love things that are forbidden..Akansha nd I ask the sajha board together....anybody to help find the right medicine??

hushp,

because u love challenge.. like putting a bell in cat's neck.
that's what keeps u going... and that's gives u chill in ur bones and desire to move on

what's the point of life if there is no ambition, desire and challenge, right???

[just my thought]
--
"but what do i know??"

Hey hush,
I am confused now..Is Akansha and you the same or...you are spokesperson of Akansha..:p....anyways...From my side..
LOVE is just a VOID...Vacuum like void...and people get lost there thinking that is world...Love doesn't exists anymore..LUSTs do!!!!