Concealed with Obsession

2. Sheesh Mehal

Sheesh Mehal na
Mujhko suhaae
Tujh sang sookhi
Roti bhae
Man mast magan
Man mast magan
Bass tera naam
Dauharaae

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Patiala, Punjab, India

6 years ago

Walking down the streets of Anaardana Chownk, Trishnoor was wearing a long bohemian skirt with a perfectly fitted t-shirt tucked inside the skirt, hugging her curves perfectly, wearing plane nude coloured flat bellies.

Her hair was tucked up in a messy bun.

Whenever she walked, her right arm jingled as it was filled bronze bracelets and bangles.

Whereas her left arm had only one small kadaa.

(Kadaa is a type of spiritual bangle)

Her silver nosering was very small but it was complimenting the colour of her dark brown eyes along with the little black bindi that she wore.

She was wearing bronze jhumkas. They were not so big but not so small as well.

And a very small evil eye pendant. 

And a simple pink sling bag was hanging on her shoulder.

She walked and smiled whenever she saw something pretty and of course house decor things.

But she was stubborn enough not to buy anything today.

Walking in the chownk, she came across a shop.

Greenwood decors.

It was newly opened.

It was filled with greenery everywhere.

It attracted her so much that she wanted to just go and have a look in it.

Going inside, she saw that everything looked like a very big glasshouse.

Wooden book shelves were kept in the shop but no books were in it.

Instead, there were beautiful artificial plants, jhoomars, charms, decorative pieces.

She walked and suddenly something touched her head.

The windcharms attached with the roof touched her head and it made a jingling sound.

A smile formed on her face as she saw the charms and closed her eyes.

The shop was filled with the fragrance of wet sand that comes only after the first rain.

And it was very beautiful.

(The shop is not imaginary. It is real and I have actually seen it. This shop was the place where I had actually got the idea of this book.)

"Hello mam, how may I help you?" The man who probably was working there said.

Offo Trish, dukaan ke andar toh aa gayi, ab kharidegi kya. But chhod. Dekhne ke thodi na paise lagte hain. Her heart said.

"Thank you, but I-I'll look into myself" she said politely.

She looks around the shelves and finds a small statue of beautiful little pandas sitting on tree.

"Haye its so pretty." She says and picks it up.

Moving forward, she sees baby squirrel statues and picks them up as well.

"Koi keh raha tha kuch nahi kharidega" her heart says

"Haan toh! Mere wallet ki galti hai! Kisne kaha tha mere sath market aane ko? Ab bhugte!!" She says to herself.