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ISHWASA PRATAP SINGH
A barely 16 years old PRINCESS of AJMER. She is the younges...
The thoughts in this chapter are inspired from my conversations with my mamma, she always have the best to say, so I blended her thoughts with my story.
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He hit me again, this time on my stomach.
Enough.
Now I hit him on his jaw tightly.
"I hit you softly you bastard" He said caressing his jaw wincing in pain and I looked at him with victorious smile.
But my smile lasted for a second when he hit me again on my jaw.
I looked at him wide eyed, It was indeed so strong.
Kyu, aaya maja, is se bhi jor se maara tha tune. " He grinned stupidly.
I marched towards him in urgency and we indulged into very much important battle this time.
He ran into chamber after few kicks and punches and I chased him. I will not let him go before I take revenge.
We were so much indulge in making each other black and blue, unaware of the world around.
"Ariz, Baaz" suddenly ammi jaan's voice rang loudly in our ears and both of us stilled at our place.
.
Me sitting on his stomach, my hand in air merely an inch away from his face and his one hand clutched my one bicep and another one on my mouth making my face structure weird.
After recovering from shock we quickly moved away from each other, I kicked his leg intentionally while getting up and he glared at me. I glared even harder.
What turned our world upside down is presence of Maharaj Surya Pratap Singh in the chamber standing just behind Ammi jaan.
We both instantly looked at each other and then looked at floor.
Embarrassment is a very small word to describe what we were feeling right now.
All this happened because of this rotten chicken leg piece. AGRHH
I composed my self and looked at them. Ammi jaan was glaring us, expected. Ranaji was looking like he has seen humans for the first time.
"Yes Ammi jaan, anything important." I initiated the conversation ignoring her gaze while she was mentally chasing me with stick in her hand and me running through the whole palace.
"I called Maharaj to discuss here" She said in cold tone.
I gave my attention to him , gestured him to sit and asked, "Yes Maharaj, come, sit."
We all settled on couches and Ammi jaan initiated.
" Maharaj we want to discuss something personal with you."
