He was dragged through the busy streets and lanes bare within the commoners. Their ear piercing laughs, taunts and sarcastic comments were stinging him like hot iron rods. He was dragged through the villages and towns, and was thrown out on the border of Ajmer in a deserted land, insulted, humiliated to a far more extents than he could take and then at last abandoned by the soldiers, without a single clothing to cover him.
This was far more than he can take! Far more than anyone can take!
"Araman you will regret leaving me alive! " He grunted under his breath.
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"Rajani, the emerald carnival is about to start, I would like if you will call the seamstress for a fitting session of Rashmani, she needs some dresses, pink and cotton blue is preferable....She looks beautiful in them, wh
