Midterm 2012: 11Posted: October 30, 2011
Nafīsah Salmān laughed,
I watched her patiently,
“Nafīsah Salmān, sometimes I doubt you both the Ammī and daughter are not the enemies of one another. You both are working prudently together instead.”
Nafīsah Salmān smiled cunningly,
“No, I never said that.” I replied Nafīsah Salmān gravely.
“Against Hindus?” she asked patiently.
“I never said that too.”
“Then Qāzī Jī dublé kyon? Shahar kā andéshah?”
“Nafīsah Salmān!” I admonished her.
“Sāré jahān kā dard hamāré jigar mein hai?” Nafīsah Salmān smiled reproaching me.
Yet there was immense pride too in her voice that I was her Live in Relationship Partner.
Nafīsah Salmān was lying on her magnificent nude back.
She was herself a PhD and she immediately agreed to leave Imām Muħammad Ħasan when I offered her myself instead.
“Meet my other Live in Relationship Partners. Ask them how long they are my Live in Relationship Partners. Ask them how many of my previous Live in Relationship Partners they know I have left till now.”
“Why can’t you marry me?” Nafīsah Salmān asked me keeping smiling impishly at me.
“I’m already married.”
“Do you agree to live with me?”
“You are a Hindu.”
“Why are you so much interested sexually in us Musalmān Beauties exclusively?”
“May I ask why?”
“Because mostly you Musalmān Beauties fulfill my sexual needs optimum, not the others.”
“Your sexual needs are violent wild savage animal sex?”
“Yes, something like that.”
“And you think we Musalmān Beauties only can provide you that much sex you need?”
“Not only, mostly had I said.”
“How do you know?”
“Well, it’s my own experience.”
“You have sex with all sorts of women?”
“Almost.” I smiled.
“And you think only we Musalmān Beauties suit you optimum?”
“Yes, I think so.”
“My husband says you are a Bachhalyā.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Well, I am.” I smiled at Nafīsah Salmān patiently.
“My husband says Umā Jagdambā Pārvatī Chakrvartī is your duly married Brāhmañ wife.”
“I see. So he has told you that?”
“Māyāranjan Chakrvartī.” I said patiently.
I couldn’t understand what Nafīsah Salmān was leading me to.
Yet, I wanted to find out myself, very much.”
Nevertheless, I deliberately changed the subject.
What I really wanted to find out could wait.
It was not a good strategy to let one find out what I wanted to find out from her/him.
It could alert her/him making my target more difficult.
“Why do you, Ammī and daughter both, call Dig Vijay Singh, the former Chief Minister of Madhya Pradesh D.P. Choohā?”
Nafīsah Salmān retorted scornfully,
In the matter, not even her mastermind daughter Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was any different from her.
Both the Ammī and daughter were almost identical in everything almost.
The only one difference they had was ideological.
Being ultra-modern even to the extent she loved to be my Live in Relationship Partner instead of the duly married wife of Imām Muħammad Ħasan, Nafīsah Salmān still valued the privacy in sex and hated incest very much.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was deliberately adamant to have sex with me openly in public too.
She was proud of displaying to everyone that she was my permanent Live in Relationship Partner.
“Dig Vijay Singh, the former Chief Minister of Madhya Pradesh , D.P. Choohā, thinks he can fool us Musalmīn forever by terming Hindus too terrorists as many of we Musalmīn are. He never understood we Musalmīn think it’s the greatest disgrace, greatest insult of us Musalmīn as well as of Islam too.”
I kissed Nafīsah Salmān on her lips passionately,
“You are right, Nafīsah Salmān.”
“The greatest mistake the anti–Hindus almost always do is that they portray every Musalmān is an anti–Hindu. They refuse to understand that the Musalmīn who deliberately rejected the two nation theory of Pakistani Muslim League and deliberately opted not to leave India ever are not anti–Hindus neither they were so ever.”
Nafīsah Salmān wrapped her nude white Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān legs around my nude Hindu waist with all her feminine might to pull my Uncut Hindu Cock into her Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Cunt as deepest as she could.
“You really mean it, Durgesh. Don’t you, my darling?”
“You shouldn’t ever, Nafīsah Salmān darling.” I smiled lovingly to her, “if the anti–Hindus really didn’t believe that most of the Indian Musalmīn are not anti–Hindus neither they ever were they never trying always to widen the ideological gap between Hindus and Musalmīn. Dig Vijay Singh, the former Chief Minister of Madhya Pradesh is also one of them anti–Hindus who want to keep Indian Musalmīn frightened of Hindus.”***
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