#vikram singh

[urlsara]

the sauce

[vesperascorpio]

It was a bedraggled band of souls that trudged through the sands toward the Caliph of Khorasan’s encampment.

 Three young women—all dressed in torn finery, two of them smelling of sewage—made their way before the guards tasked with keeping watch over the camp’s entrance at night. When a hulking warrior with skin of burnished copper came into view, the soldiers drew their swords. Two came to stand before him.

The smallest of the three girls spoke first.

 “I’d like to speak to the caliph.” She tucked a poorly shorn wave of hair behind an ear, smudging even more dirt across her face in the process.  At that, the leader of the night guard began laughing. “And I’d like a harem and a flagon of wine, while we’re at it.”  The girl’s eyes flashed through a myriad of colors before settling on green. “Don’t be a fool.”  “Don’t presume to lecture me, you filthy little—”  The brute of a warrior moved to strike. But was stayed by the smallest girl before he could proceed.  “Watch your words, soldier,” the plump girl with the disheveled crown of curls said in an imperious tone. “That’s the Calipha of Khorasan.”  The soldier’s sense of humor began to fade. “And I’m the Shahrban of Rey.”  “I’m afraid you’re not,” the imperious girl replied. “He’s older. And not nearly as stupid.”  The other soldiers could not help but laugh at her rejoinder.  “Enough!” The last girl—the most striking one—finally stepped forward. “My name is Yasmine el-Sharif, and I demand to speak with—”  “And I demand a moment alone with you.” The soldier in charge grinned before reaching to pull her in for a kiss.  Before the hulking warrior could stop her, the tiny girl with the badly shorn hair leapt onto him with the fury of a crazed monkey. She began pummeling him in the head and neck with both fists.  His soldiers laughed uproariously.  “It was just a kiss!” the soldier protested. When he failed to pull her off immediately, several other soldiers came to his aid.  In a blur of movement, the barrel-chested man accompanying them disarmed the soldiers. He blew onto one of their swords, setting it aflame. Then he held the burning weapon before their leader’s face.  “Wait . . .” One of the soldiers staggered back.  Another tripped onto the sand in his haste to flee. “That—that’s the Rajput!”  “Get the captain of the guard,” the wielder of fire said. “Now.”

[onpoli]

Brown said party donor should give $5,000 to his then-girlfriend and agreed to let supporter’s candidate run in Hamilton area

Patrick Brown told a top Ontario Progressive Conservative Party donor to give $5,000 to the then-leader’s girlfriend on the same day he agreed to let the supporter’s candidate run in a controversial nomination race, according to newly unsealed court documents.

Mr. Brown was under “pressure” from the Indian consulate to reject the candidate, an individual whose father had alleged ties to Sikh extremism, the documents say. But Mr. Brown, who is now the mayor of Brampton, signed off on the candidacy on the same day that the donor provided $5,000 to his girlfriend and $2,000 to an unidentified individual for PC Party campaign work. The money, described as covering their salaries, was not declared as a political donation.

The court documents, which were unsealed after a six-month challenge by The Globe and Mail and CTV, shed new light on a criminal investigation into the most contentious nomination race that took place under Mr. Brown’s leadership. Despite discovering that 85 phony ballots were cast at a nomination meeting in Hamilton in May, 2017, police closed the fraud and forgery probe earlier this year after investigators concluded they could not identify who was responsible.

A Globe investigation previously found that one in four PC nominations were dogged by allegations of wrongdoing. The party overturned the results of six races, including Hamilton, after Mr. Brown resigned as leader.

[baarish-ki-dua]

Pyaar azaadi cheenta nehi, azaadi deta hai.

— Atharv Sujata

[3cops-and-a-writer]

Surprise.

[sheepiling]

💙💙💙 Ashleigh and Vikram’s Song 💙💙💙 

I can’t pick out a song for my gen 3 OTP and not go get couple songs for my first two generations too, so huzzah!! Here is Ashleigh and Vikram’s song!!! 

I can’t think of any other song more perfect for them since being out in nature is what they loved to do together the most~  🌼 

[pollylynn]

KB: “Hey, Rick? Thanks for today.” 

RC: [She’s thanking me for sex. Sex that we had to PUT OUT TO SEA to have.]

RC: [Sex that YOU, Esposito, did not derail.]

RC: [Sex that YOU, New Guy, are TOO LATE to interrupt.]

KB: [Castle. Maybe a little less talking about the sex we’ve had in the middle of the precinct?]

RC: [Well, we’ve never actually had sex in the middle of the precinct. But I’m for it. I think it’ll send a strong message]

images via homeofthenutty

[urlsara]

the sauce