Ved Nagar: 6Posted: August 12, 2012
“Don’t want to tell me?” Al Hudā Al Qāsim Al Hāshmī watched me cunningly.
She wrapped her extremely beautiful nude legs around my nude Hindu male waist.
I found myself penetrating Hudā more,
“Well, I asked Muħammad bin Qāsim a few questions in order to get the picture.”
“And then?” Al Hudā Al Qāsim Al Hāshmī smiled.
I too smiled niftily.
“Then I told your foolish cousin to go to hell. I hate blackmailers.”
“Now, what is your legal opinion?”
“Well, well, well.” Al Hudā Al Qāsim Al Hāshmī laughed, “Don’t tell me you really need that. Everyone says you are a legal wizard in almost every country’s penal code.”
“A second opinion should always be taken, Hudā darling. Sometimes we are overconfident and consequently we overlook some vital point thereof.”
“I don’t think my over ambitious cousin, Muħammad bin Qāsim, has a leg to stand on legally. He certainly wanted to score on Ruqayyah Muħammad Åbdullah when he sent his agent to her. But it was unfortunate for Muħammad bin Qāsim that Ruqayyah Muħammad Åbdullah had her account in HVSI Bank. His contract lapsed five months ago.”
“You are right.”
“I think there has been an abandonment of the premises.” Al Hudā Al Qāsim Al Hāshmī smiled gravely squeezing the entire length and thickness of my Uncut Hindu Penis contracting her vaginal muscles, “I think there has been a termination of the lease by a mutual implied consent.”
“I don’t think the particular lease in question permits your over smart cousin, Muħammad bin Qāsim, to cure his default in the payment of rent, even if there hasn’t been any abandonment or mutual termination by implied consent.” I said gravely.
“And suppose, Muħammad bin Qāsim goes to court?”
“Against me? Against HVSI? I don’t think he’s a fool enough to do so.”
“But if he is?”
“Then we can lick your cousin.”
I smiled meaningfully, and kept fucking her, without answering.
“Go ahead,” Al Hudā Al Qāsim Al Hāshmī said, “Won’t you let even me know of what you really are planning to do? You are not only a barrister; you are a businessman as well. Besides, you have a large number of the best legal brains of the time under HVS Law Internationals. It all helped you building a most successful financial empire too, as well as a spiritual empire, a Sex Empire and a political empire too.”*
I smiled sumptuously.
“Well, of course, it depends somewhat on the amount of opposition we meet, whether Muħammad bin Qāsim is simply running a naked bluff or whether he is willing to spend some money to try and hold us up.”
Al Hudā Al Qāsim Al Hāshmī watched me scrutinizing.
“I think I know my cousin enough, at least to know that he’d spend some money to try and hold us up.”
“In that case, he’d lose his money too, as well as the case.” I announced firmly.
“You’ll see to it?”
“I’ll see to it. You’re damn right.”
“Allah bless the damnfool Muħammad bin Qāsim.”
I winked at her and increased my pace.
We enjoyed our lovemaking silently for some time.
Then I said.
“I keep so many firms of confidential investigators under retainer. Whenever a thing of this sort crops up, I try to find out something of the nature of the person I’m dealing with.”
Hudā deliberately kept silence.
Muħammad bin Qāsim, her cousin was foolish, she knew.
But he was such a fool that he would fight a court case against HVSI, and me she didn’t know.
I never lost a case, she knew.
HVSI, under my Life Chairmanship enjoyed the same reputation.
Well, let the idiot learn the hard way.
What the hell she could do?
When even Al Zakāt Al Qāsim couldn’t explain him that, I was insurmountable, let him learn the hard way, himself.
I allowed her enough time to digest what I said.
Then I said.
“Ruqayyah Muħammad Åbdullah did the right thing to retain you in the matter, Hudā. I’ve too many cases involving the life and death of so many Musalmān damsels in distress. I might don’t have enough time to represent her in this matter. However, we can still discuss it every now and then, and you can get my guidance even whenever it’s needed.”
Al Hudā Al Qāsim Al Hāshmī nodded.*
I went on.
Hudā watched me appreciatively.
Of course, she hadn’t taken the five hundred dollars Muħammad bin Qāsim had sent to her so shrewdly.
He couldn’t dare to take advantage of Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah so cleverly.
Both of them daringly try to deceive her.
It was the building of HVSI Bank.
As though her entrance had been an anticipated signal, a man in the dark blue pin stripe single breasted took from his breast pocket a leather wallet.
The wallet had worn shiny from much use.
She knew that man.
“Be aware of this young man, Bājī.” Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah had said, “He is Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand. He is the real brain behind the meteoric success of Al Qāsim Rolling, Casting and Engineering Company. There are rumors now that he is the next managing director of Al Qāsim Rolling, Casting and Engineering Company. Al Muħammad Al Qāsim deliberately planned to marry his daughter, Al Waħīdah Al Qāsim, to Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand. He is Al Muħammad Al Qāsim’s eldest sister’s son.”
It was an act however hopefully deceiving Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand.
She wasn’t certain however that it would.
The Hindus are very shrewd.
Mahā Bhārat had already made them shrewder than the non-Hindus.
Durgesh is the shrewdest man she has ever known in the entire history of humankind.
He is incredible.
He is a miracle.
Sometimes she doubts even whether whatever she hears of Durgesh is really true.
Aren’t Hindus experts in spreading rumors benevolent to themselves?
The line before the teller’s window shuffled slowly forward.
She was looking up at the clock, from time to time, in the manner of one who was accustomed to devote an increasing amount of mental energy necessarily to rearranging the pattern of life, yet still finds the responsibility too great a strain.
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand, in the blue pin stripe, moved up.
He was a cheerful faced young man.
She could easily have been deceived by his harmless, confidence generating appearance if Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah hadn’t warned her already.
Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah was very smart.
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand was in his early thirties.
Or, at least it was what he looked.
Durgesh also looked in his early thirties always.
Yet, he claims to be sixty-three himself.
Is their claim of truthfulness of Eīshān Vigyān really true?
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand was wide-awake.
A keen student of character, such as Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah and Durgesh were, would have classified Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand as a savage, vicious little fighter who was capable even to stand up in an aggressive toe-to-toe slugging match, yet even then he’d wait for the opportunity he wanted, then be quick to seize the advantage.
That’s why he was so successful.
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand was one of the persons that would ruthlessly exterminate his opponent if his opponent ever went down.
But he was even capable never to run for cover if his opponent didn’t go down.
Yet, both of them never used these wonderful skills of them to harm the persons who were good.
They gave themselves every advantage, specializing in gouging and kicking the bad persons even below the belt, remorselessly.
That was the mystery of their meteoric incredulous success.
HVSI trained its members similarly always.
It never compromised with the evil doers.
Her subconscious mind again saved her.
And she thought she was all-alert now.
“You can’t double up this way. Get back behind me at the end of the line.”
Now it was getting slightly harsh as she found it necessary to cope with more and more annoying factors in life.
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand smiled confidently, triumphantly somewhat.
“I’m an agent for Muħammad bin Qāsim. This is five months’ deferred drilling payments under our oil lease on your property at Ved Nagar. Sign this receipt, please. Right here on the dotted line. Here’s a pen.”
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand whipped a receipt book from his pocket.
“Smart strategy. Isn’t it Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand? After showing absolutely no interest at all for complete five months, Muħammad bin Qāsim deputes his Hindu Jījū, his over smart Hindu brother in law, the next managing director of Al Qāsim Rolling, Casting and Engineering Company, Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand, to renew the lease in this way, in front of these valuable witnesses. Whose idea it was? Not Muħammad bin Qāsim’s I think. It must be your own suggestion to the damnfool. Al Waħīdah Al Qāsim requested you to help her foolish brother? How the hell a Vedic Monotheist Hindu can regret to his extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān wife? I sympathize with you, Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand.”
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand smiled.
“Umm-Al-Åālmīn, I’m sorry. But I think you can understand my predicament.”
“Love Al Waħīdah Al Qāsim very much?”
“Very much.” Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand smiled unashamedly.
“You idiot, her beauty is actually in your brain. Everyone isn’t as crazy of her, as you are.”
“You are doing it to prove that Al Qāsim Rolling, Casting and Engineering Company need you more than you need Al Qāsim Rolling, Casting and Engineering Company.” Ruqayyah Muħammad Åbdullah charged Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand.
“Even if you are right, why shouldn’t I do it?”
“Muħammad bin Qāsim has abandoned the property.”
“Oh, no. He hasn’t.”
“I’m making the payment covering deferred drilling. A hundred dollars a month. Isn’t that right?”
“That’s the rate only, you over smart. He had to pay it every month, however, if he wanted to hold the property.”
“Oh, no, Umm-Al-Åālmīn,” Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand cooed very respectfully, “the lease provided that Muħammad bin Qāsim, my sālā, must pay at that rate every month to keep his drilling rights. Yet there’s another paragraph too that provided that any covenant of any sort in which either party has been in default can be fully performed by the party obligated, at any time within six months, unless in the meantime the lease has been terminated by written notice. You’d better read your lease.”*
The line moved forward.
“Don’t take it.”
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand smiled.
“I want a receipt.”
“No, but I think you are that honest, Umm-Al-Åālmīn.”
“Of course, I’m that honest. But as a policy, I’m honest with the honest persons only. My Hindu Live in Relationship Partner, Durgesh, is annoyed if I were ever impractical enough to be honest with dishonest ones. ”
“That’s why you sold your property to HVSI even while it was under lease to Al Qāsim Rolling, Casting and Engineering Company?”
“A property that was not paying any money to us.” Ruqayyah Muħammad Åbdullah amended Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand curtly, “You stopped paying rent. Moreover, there weren’t any drilling activities for five continuous months. Why the hell shouldn’t we sell it if we get an excellent price for it?”
“The property was not sold to get the excellent price.” Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand laughed, “It was sold to provide optimum money to your cousin, Al Tihārat Al Islam, so that she could move in the high society of Ved Nagar to get an appropriate husband for her.”
“I see. You have investigated it fully? And when your dishonest Musalmān sālā, Muħammad bin Qāsim, learned the property has been sold, he has managed to depute you to get for him any share of the sale if he can?”
“Umm-Al-Åālmīn, that’s called business, not dishonesty.”
“The law doesn’t agree with you.”
“On the contrary, the law doesn’t agree with you, Umm-Al-Åālmīn. You signed even the papers two weeks ago without giving any legal notice to Al Qāsim Rolling, Casting and Engineering Company. Didn’t you?”
“We own the property, my boy.” Ruqayyah Muħammad Åbdullah said patronizingly, “We can sell it anytime to anyone whenever we damn please. Go and try to renew your lease with the new owner of the property, if you can. As far as we are concerned your foolish Musalmān sālā Muħammad bin Qāsim abandoned it since five months with no drilling activities whatsoever and not paying any rent for the lease.”
“Does the new owner of the property know about the lease on it?”
“Well, Mr. Muħammad bin Qāsim doesn’t care anything about it. This is five months’ back rent at one hundred dollars a month―deferred drilling payments. Our lease is with you. You can square things with the other people.”
“If you think I’d accept it, you are crazy.”
“Why won’t you accept it?”
“You know very well. The property is sold since.”
“HVSI has bought it?”
Almost reluctantly, the man in the blue pin stripe suit, Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand, took back the five hundred dollars.
“Would you mind giving me your card, gentleman? I may need a witness.”
The man scowled.
“It’s none of my business. Quit picking on a woman. Shame on you.”
The line moved up, paused, moved again.
“Just a card.” Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand smiled politely, “All I want is your name and address.”
The last man in the line hesitated a moment then produced a card.
Ved Prakāsh, the bank official, appeared.
He was summoned by the guard.
The guard had actually summoned the Branch Manager.
Coincidentally, Ved Prakāsh, the Financial Administrator of HVSI, was present there.
The Branch Manager was also with his superior.
Ved Prakāsh, the Financial Administrator of HVSI, sized up the faces of the three people that clustered about the window.
Then he asked patiently.
“What’s the trouble, Bhābhījān?”
“Forcing? What do you mean? Let me please handle it. You mustn’t be here in the line. You should have contacted with the manager, Bhābhī.”
“Well, I thought…”
“You please give me the money. We’d deposit it. You please go with the Branch Manager to his chamber. Dévésh, please escort her to your chamber. Will you please?”
“Send someone else. Call me if nobody else is available.”
“You must be careful, Bhābhī.”
“Yes, I think so, now. Please don’t tell your Bhaiyā that…”
“That’s impossible. I would personally escort you now to Bhaiyā himself. Let him discipline me too as well.”
“Sorry, Bhābhī, it’s all now beyond my hands.”
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