I am a great fan of Raji Ji. She came, she saw and she conquered.Thank you for your words and msg. I will only say this thing: you are being too modest about yourself. Writing a story for 3 long years is by itself a magnificent achievement.
TharkiPo and prkin Would also admit about your achievement.
As you rightly said, Raji's stories (both) are very good. Every episode has some freshness to it. The other 2 are also very good writers. Their story is also very erotic and their scene creation and command of the language (especially prkin ) is very good. So is yours..the choice of words and pics in your stories are awesome!!
Even I like Ashok's stories very much. Even I an a big fan of his stories.
Reg the story that you asked me to read, I will surely do it and let you know. Just give me a couple of days pls. Thanks once again and keep entertaining us pls !!
komaalrani Rajizexy prkin TharkiPo
Ashokafun30
It is a pleasure to receive appreciation from a writer like you. Savan and fagun to me are the two most erotic seasons and many of my stories are tribute to them. Even in this story 3 previous posts are a tribute to Saavan. Thanks again for your best wishes, it will enthuse me to keep moving forward.Thankyou so much for this much appreciation I don't think I an nowhere near deserving of it, and yes I have read some of your stories not the whole but parts of it and I really lved them, I can't name it but it was about Holi and a girl's erotic encounters of holi, presentation was really erotic and raw and best thing was local slangs abuses and folk songs. You're a really great writer keep doing it.
Amezing komalji. Par kuchh aur he mere pas jo aap ke kam aa sakta he.and inspired by your pics
बारिश-1 / परवीन शाकिर
नवेद कोई बनाम-ए-मौसम
न तहनियत कोई चश्म ऐ नाम को
न मुस्कराने का था सबब कुछ
मगर मिले तो
ख़ुशी छुपाए न छुप रही थी
हम अपनी आवाज़ सुन के हैरान हो रहे थे
हमारे लहज़े में
रात में होने वाली बारिश खनक रही थी
Special he. Shetan ki shararat vale page par. Dekhna aap ko pasand aae to.
देर तक बारिश होती / शहरयार
शाम को इंजीर के पत्तों के पीछे
एक सरगोशी बरहना पाँव
इतनी तेज़ दौड़ी
मेरा दम घुटने लगा
रेत जैसे ज़ायक़े वाली किसी मशरूब की ख़्वाहिश हुई
वह वहाँ कुछ दूर एक आंधी चली
फिर देर तक बारिश हुई।
शब्दार्थ :
मशरूब=पेय
Thanks so much,True TharkiPo bhai..Komaal Madam is really a specialist in Holi stories and many stories of her are Holi based..and local languages and dialects. Honestly, no one can beat them!!
TharkiPo prkin Rajizexy komaalrani Ashokafun30