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Chapter - 43

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Suddenly, the attention of everyone present was captivated by the entrance of a lady. She stepped into the garden, her presence commanding the gaze of all who beheld her. Clad in a black net saree with a delicate goldenish silver border, her open hair swayed gracefully in the air, almost as if it danced in sync with the gentle breeze. The pallu of her saree trailed behind her, adding to the mesmerizing spectacle of her entrance.

Hansta hua noorani chehra
Kaali zulfe rag sunaharaa
Teri jawaani tauba re tauba re
Dilaruba dilaruba dilaruba dilaruba

With minimal makeup adorning her face, her pink-shaded lipstick accentuated her lips, while perfectly aligned eyeliner highlighted her eyes. Long earrings adorned her ears, adding to the allure of her ensemble. As she glided past onlookers, their astonishment was palpable, unable to believe the sight before them. Her beauty seemed to transcend the ordinary, leaving those around her in awe.

With an air of grace and poise, she made her way towards the MPT members, her presence causing a stir among the police department. The Bhaukal queen, adorned in an avatar they had never before imagined, left them speechless, their admiration evident in their stunned expressions.

Hansta hua noorani chehra
Kaali zulfe rag sunaharaa
Teri jawaani tauba re tauba re
Dilaruba dilaruba dilaruba dilaruba

Hansta hua noorani chehra
Kaali zulfe rag sunaharaa
Teri jawaani tauba re tauba re
Dilaruba dilaruba dilaruba dilaruba

Haseena stood frozen in place, her senses overwhelmed by the surreal beauty before her. It felt as though she had stepped into a dream, where reality blurred into fantasy and time itself slowed to a halt. In that moment, the rest of the world faded away, leaving only her and Karishma in a cocoon of intimacy and longing.

As Karishma drew closer, each step seemed to ripple through Haseena's being, her heart pounding in rhythm with the sway of Karishma's graceful walk. The way her hair danced in the air, the perfect fit of her saree accentuating every curve—Haseena couldn't tear her gaze away. It was as though she were seeing Karishma for the first time, her beauty transcending the bounds of imagination.

Pahale teri aankho ne lut
Liyaa dur se pahale teri
Pahale teri aankho ne
Lut liyaa dur se
Phir ye sitam tan tan ke
Dekhana gurur se
O dewaane o dewaane
Tu kya jaane tu kya jaane
Dil ki beqaraariyan hai kyaa

Caught in the spell of Karishma's presence, Haseena's attention was drawn inexorably to her lips, full and inviting, tempting her to lean in and taste the sweetness they promised. It was a silent invitation, spoken through the unspoken language of desire and yearning.

Karishma came to a stop in front of Haseena, her own cheeks flushed with the intensity of the moment. Meeting Haseena's gaze, she couldn't help but blush under the weight of her adoring stare. Haseena's mouth hung slightly open, a simple smile playing on her lips as she drank in every detail of Karishma's radiance.

Hansta hua noorani chehra

Kaali zulfe rag sunaharaa
Teri jawaani tauba re tauba re
Dilaruba dilaruba dilaruba dilaruba