An underworld Don:6
Posted: December 3, 2010 Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Behavioural Science, Dr. Jamīlah Ibrāhīm, Durgesh, Feminism, Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī, Jamīlah Narendrnāth Sharmā, Kħadījah Al Kubrah, Kħātūn-e-Jannat, life sciences, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, Naåīmah Furqān, Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex 2 CommentsAn underworld Don
Chapter 6
Knowing that it was useless to protest, Kħadījah Al Kubrah opened her extremely stunning Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān mouth and sucked my slimy Uncut Hindu Cockhead inside.
Her mind went to the past.
When she was elected a Member of Parliament.
Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān cleared her throat and smiled at the VIP audience,
“Ms. Returning Officer, Ladies and Gentlemen. Quiet, please!”
Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān was not astonished with the election results.
It was natural.
After all, it was not a normal election.
The UPA Government had to resign due to its complete failure in every field.
After so many scams, resulting into 2g Spectrum scam, what else it could do.
It was very brilliant of Kħadījah Al Kubrah and Muħammad that they never broke their social and personal relations with NDA persons.
It was NDA almost everywhere now.
UPA had to pay the price for its immense incompetence and foreign support.
In the body of the hall, Mrs. Jamīlah Narendrnāth Sharmā patted her blue rosette and eyed her intelligent husband, Narendrnāth Sharmā, with a pride.
Jamīlah was proud of herself that she took right decision at the right time.
She was an active member of Jamåt-e- Islāmī.
She married Maulānā Bashārat Ħusain.
But she never knew Maulānā Bashārat Ħusain was a Pakistani agent.
When he was arrested, Jamīlah Ibrāhīm felt cheated and betrayed by her anti national criminal husband.
To punish him profoundly and to demonstrate that how much she hated Maulānā Bashārat Ħusain and the persons like him, Jamīlah Ibrāhīm married Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā, an RSS member.
The count had gone well and both the husband and wife, Dr. Jamīlah Ibrāhīm and Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā, were now Members of Parliament from NDA.
Dr. Jamīlah Ibrāhīm was not punished for the anti national activities of her former husband, Maulānā Bashārat Ħusain.
Instead, she was rewarded for her new marriage with Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā, an RSS member.
Both fought on different tickets, however.
Despite every effort from Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā, BJP could not manage to give a ticket to Dr. Jamīlah Ibrāhīm.
Dr. Jamīlah Ibrāhīm fought on the ticket of Jamåt-e- Islāmī Hind, and won.
Jamåt-e- Islāmī Hind was interested in demonstrating that it was not with Maulānā Bashārat Ħusain.
He did, what he did, on his own accord.
Jamåt-e- Islāmī Hind was not responsible for his anti national activities.
Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā was a good man, honorable and courageous.
He was brilliant even.
Muħammad Afzal, a JDU candidate, hugged his wife gladly.
The television monitor now proclaimed a NDA victory despite all the media.
It was a shame media favored Congress despite CWG, Adarsh Housing Society Scam and 2g Spectrum Scam even.
It argued that the Congress was not responsible for it.
The voters rejected the media and voted profoundly in the favor of a NDA Government.
They continued Bihar Assembly Verdict.
Muħammad Afzal’s beautiful wife, Nasīm Irfān, could hold back her tears of gratitude, no longer.
The pair was joined by women from Muħammad Afzal’s campaign team, arms around each other in mutual happiness while their men stood around bewildered, examining the paper scattered floor, shuffling their feet with no words for their distress.
Abhilāsh Vikramāditý stubbed out a forbidden cigarette, punched a number on his mobile, and spoke urgently into the mouthpiece.
It was middle of nowhere.
Editor’s revenge, no doubt.
He shouldn’t have announced that he was leaving Times of India for a much better job in HVSI Times.
No more ennui, no more tedium, at magistrates’ courts reporting poll tax and social security dodgers, no more penning obsequious rubbish of visiting royals and local politicians.
On the HVSI Times, Abhilāsh Vikramāditý could at last write the truth, and show them all up for the hypocrites they were.
He was fed up of biased reporting.
Times of India was never an unbiased paper.
It always favored UPA.
Thank Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!
HVSI Times has no such obligations.
Not even to NDA.
HVSI Times was dedicated to the truth and truth only.
In a corner, Ajaý Yogtantrdhar, a Jan Shakti candidate, was looking through in a cardboard box.
Beside him, his wife, Stella Parker, clutched a small chocolate cake and a lighter.
“I’m sure I put it in here.” Ajaý Yogtantrdhar, the Jan Shakti candidate, said.
“Try your trousers, darling.” his wife, Stella Parker, suggested happily.
With an impatient gesture, Ajaý Yogtantrdhar thrust his hand inside a trouser pocket, found the white candle he was seeking and put it exactly on the cake.
“There,” Ajaý Yogtantrdhar said, “we are ready.”
Silently, his wife, Stella Parker, prayed he would now never go back to be a lowly clerk and indulge now in changing the world.
Ajaý Yogtantrdhar had always dreamed of it.
He tried his best for BJP ticket.
He could not get it.
JDU offered him a ticket but Ajaý Yogtantrdhar said,
“Thank you very much for the offer, Dayānand, but I’m sorry. I think JDU is not pro Hindu.”
The president of local JDU unit, Dayānand Shrīvats, smiled,
“We are not anti Hindu either, Ajaý.”
“Yes.”
“You hate anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc. not us, I think.”
“You are right, Dayānand.” Ajaý Yogtantrdhar smiled, “yet, nevertheless, I’m a pro Hindu, and want to keep my identity as such.”
Dayānand Shrīvats, smiled,
“Ajaý, I think you are converting yourself into a communal Hindu day by day, from a pro Hindu.”
“Hindus are always denied even justice, do you know?”
“JDU is never responsible for it, the anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc. are.”
“I know, I know. Our democracy is great. Isn’t it?” Ajaý Yogtantrdhar laughed ironically, “it hates the majority people and fights for the rights of minorities only. The selfish shamelesses deliberately forget, it was the majority who sacrificed more in the freedom war for independence.”
Congressperson Nādirah Ħabīb was dying for a cigarette.
She cursed the large ‘No Smoking’ signs hung around the echoing hall.
A stiff whiskey would have gone down well too.
It was two o’clock in the morning.
Congressperson Nādirah Ħabīb had been without sleep since the previous Tuesday.
On the day before the election, Nādirah Ħabīb had found herself with 10, 000 recently printed leaflets and only two exhausted helpers left out of the optimistic roomful who had nominated her.
Immensely afraid of CWG, Adarsh Housing Society Scam and 2g Spectrum Scam, Sonia Gandhi had decided this time to ticket most of the Musalmān lady candidates who had either married the Hindus, or were having affairs with Hindus.
After all the disaster Congress was facing continuously since Bihar Assembly debacle, Sonia Gandhi’s this strategy paid her mostly however.
UPA lost most of the seats, but not the ones fought with this winning strategy.
Nādirah Ħabīb and her two helpers grimly spent the hours of darkness delivering to their best areas, falling over dogs, disturbing some burglars, meeting astonished milkwomen as dawn broke.
Thank Allah, Nādirah Ħabīb got their votes.
Her strategy to help even poorest Musalmān Beauties providing them jobs of milkwomen at least on the dairies of her own influence, had worked in her favor immensely.
Their foolish husbands opposed it.
But Nādirah Ħabīb was a vowed feminist.
She fought with their foolish husbands to every extent possible for her.
“Why don’t we seek the help of Durgesh?” her election secretary, Zamurrad Sultānah had suggested.
Nādirah Ħabīb laughed shrewdly,
“Why do you think we sleep with the Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt else?”
Zamurrad Sultānah winked at her.
“I helped the poorest Musalmān Beauties even selectively.”
“What do you mean?”
“They are poorest in money, not in beauty.”
Nādirah Ħabīb slapped Zamurrad Sultānah on her back.
“You mean we can use them for Durgesh’s infinite insatiable sexual lust for us Musalmān Beauties?”
“They are poorest but not uneducated. I was working on them for a long time.”
At the TV a presenter was trying to get Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān to wind up, so that the program could catch the declarations from everywhere.
Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, was enjoying herself immensely.
Since she surrendered to Durgesh at San Diego, there was everything good in her life now.
Of course Durgesh takes care of his women.
Naåīmah Furqān couldn’t deny that Durgesh was behind her recent success to achieve her goal to be the new Election Commissioner of India.
First Durgesh helps his women, then his women help him.
Durgesh does not only enjoy lovemaking with his women, he studies them profoundly.
He knows his women deeply.
What their weaknesses are and what their strength, Durgesh studies completely.
And then, without even allowing them to be aware of it, Durgesh starts to remove their weaknesses and strengthen their strength.
Suddenly one day, she finds herself all in good.
She realizes it’s because Durgesh loves her.
She surrenders entirely to Durgesh indebted and in gratitude.
It is the way Durgesh established his Sex Empire with extremely beautiful Musalmān Beauties of every sect of Islam.
Kħātūn-e-Jannat’s own result had come an hour earlier.
She had won with a great 1, 60, 000 NDA majority from BJP itself.
After a quick celebratory drink, Kħātūn-e-Jannat dashed over to the studio, picking up the increasingly good news on her car radio.
Soon, Kħātūn-e-Jannat was teasing the devastated Congress spokesman unmercifully.
“You said an eighteen year teenager can’t win the election, don’t you? Now what do you say?”
Albert Abraham could not believe he has been proved wrong.
An eighteen year teenager didn’t only win the election, she defeated the veteran Congressman, Mushtāq Muħammad by 1, 60, 000 votes, and that even from a Muslim majority constituency.
Bihar Assembly result had horrified not only anti Hindu political parties and politicians, it had horrified the communal Musalmīn too.
Both Saudi Arabia and Iran were startled.
They were playing their political games in India right from the Islamic Counter Revolution.
Yet they were never so afraid of true Musalmīn.
Allah, if the true Musalmīn join true Hindus, what would happen of their own communal politics?
Saudi Arabia represents Sunni Musalmīn.
Iran represents Shiå Musalmīn.
But true Musalmīn refuse to accept such divisions in Ummat-e-Muslimah at all.
Has Ummat-e-Muslimah to face a new Counter Revolution to the old Counter Revolution of Karbala?
Is the true Islam winning once again?
Allah Allah!
Regretfully Kħātūn-e-Jannat turned to the monitor.
What she saw, pleased Kħātūn-e-Jannat very much.
Saiyadah Fātimah had made a back in Vijay Nagar Jabalpur.
She had done very well.
A good woman.
Kħātūn-e-Jannat remembered her Ammījān, Kħadījah Al Kubrah told her she spoke there in Saiyadah Fātimah’s first election campaign in 1972 AD, 38 years ago.
It was a midterm election, as the current election itself was.
Since then Saiyadah Fātimah had consolidated herself nicely.
Her reward tonight was a solid 1, 75,000 majority.
Absolutely safe.
Though Kħātūn-e-Jannat always wonders, is there any seat really absolutely safe ever, in politics?
Imam Ashraf’s old seat in Adhartal Jabalpur was as safe as houses, of course.
But Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī defeated Imam Ashraf successfully now.
Only because Durgesh supported Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī?
No, there must be something else too.
Whatsoever her private life was, Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī was an ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān lady.
Yes, her private sexual life was rotten before Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī submitted to Durgesh.
But Imam Ashraf was nobody’s saint himself.
He was and still is a loyal Congressperson.
But what the Congress has given to the residents of Adhartal so far?
Can anyone deny it has become more and more unsafe for even the law abiding Musalmīn?
Only a criminal/criminal minded can survive there.
Uneducated/under educated Musalmīn have become more and more powerful there, bribing the similarly uneducated/under educated Mullahs and Maulavīs to support them religiously, socially and politically.
And Imam Ashraf never supported the sufferers.
He always conspired with the powerful Hindus and the powerful Musalmīn whether they were right or wrong.
It had gone worst when Muħammad Åbdullah, an IAS Musalmān Officer, lost his extremely beautiful IAS Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Munawwarah, to a corrupt Congressman, Arjun Singh Rāŧhore.
Only because Arjun Singh Rāŧhore was a powerful Congressman, a minister, Kħadījah Munawwarah ISA ultimately had to surrender to him.
Muħammad Åbdullah, the IAS Musalmān Officer, fought his best to keep his extremely beautiful IAS Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Munawwarah, to himself, but corrupt, Congress generated and supported, political system humiliated Muħammad Åbdullah, the IAS Musalmān Officer, very much.
It caused him surrender even his other beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān houseladies to other corrupt Congressmen.
Muħammad Åbdullah, the IAS Musalmān Officer, lost and lost more and more as he fought with Arjun Singh Rāŧhore.
Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī capitalized on such incidents.
They were not small in number.
In fact they were countless.
Imam Ashraf supported, almost in all the cases, the corrupt Congressmen.
Most of the beautiful Musalmān ladies in Adhartal were forced thus to serve those corrupt Congressmen on their bed.
Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī came in the support of the sufferers, and the sufferers consequently supported her, ignoring her former private sexual life altogether.
In the hall, Muħammad put his arm around his victorious wife Kħadījah Al Kubrah.
Kħadījah Al Kubrah didn’t know Muħammad knew of her sexual relations with me.
“You’ve made it, darling.” Muħammad whispered and kissed his wife.
“Thank you, Muħammad.”Kħadījah Al Kubrah smiled at her husband.
She wondered whether he was really an underworld Don and a terrorist.
Is Durgesh right?
Kħadījah Al Kubrah controlled the tears of euphoria, fatigue, gratefulness and an extraordinary outlandish awareness that a part of their life was changing forever.
She stepped back from Muħammad, straightened his tie and adjusted the silky green rosette.
“Do I look all right, Muħammad?”Kħadījah Al Kubrah asked smiling at her husband.
Muħammad nodded.
“You look lovely, as ever, Kħadījah. Fresh as a daisy. I don’t know how you do it. I’m worn-out.”
Kħadījah Al Kubrah glanced musingly towards the platform.
“We’ll have to get used to a different pace of life now, I guess. Hope you can cope.”
Muħammad squeezed Kħadījah Al Kubrah’s hand quickly,
“I will, Kħadījah. I promise.”
Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, cleared her throat and stepped forward to the microphone.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, the result for the Jabalpur election is as follows. I’ll announce the names in alphabetical order.”
“You are a prat, Naåīmah.” I murmured to her affectionately, “Eīshānāý Parambrahmañé Paramātmané, get on with it.”
“Anīs Sulémān, fifteen thousand five hundred ninety nine.” Naåīmah Furqān announced.
The people in the room clapped energetically.
Anīs Sulémān lost, meaning NDA Candidate has won.
Anīs Sulémān turned out to be pretty useless for Congress and UPA both.
“Bilqīs Durrānī Fifty thousand eight hundred fifty nine votes.”
The Congressman’s wife smiled acquiescently through her tears.
A worn out cheer went around the hall.
Yes, the Congress and UPA both lost but not all the Congresspersons.
“Chānd Muħammad Chaudharī, nine thousand.”
A pitiful jeering, mocking, rose from NDA supporters.
Chānd Muħammad Chaudharī was one more Congressman lost the election so pitifully.
Bihar Assembly result really started the all time disaster for the anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc.
It had to be sooner or later.
Congress never tried to understand the feelings of the Hindus.
It continued the rotten policies of ignoring Hindus’ interests the British resorted to after 1857.
Congress had forgotten every injustice initiates unsatisfaction.
The British wanted it deliberately to destroy the communal harmony between Hindus and Musalmīn.
If Congress did not mean the same thing it should never continue such a destructive policy.
Yet, it did.
Observing the continuous political success of the anti Hindu policies of Congress, other more anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc. came into existence, and beat Congress in its own dirty game.
Yet, these anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc. had forgotten to take the most important historical lesson from our freedom fight.
Even after dividing Hindus and Musalmīn as profoundly as the Musalmīn were adamant for not less than Pakistan, the British had ultimately to go from India.
They sinned without gain.
If Congress hadn’t turned out into a hereditary party, its leaders would have understood their own final debacle.
The other the anti Hindu parties such as RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc. would have understood their own final debacle, if they had their own original political thinking.
The natural laws governing the Multiverse are scientific.
And unfortunately science doesn’t have any kindness whatsoever.
Bihar Assembly result started the final debacle of all the anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc.
And now it’s the end of political anti Hinduism.
It couldn’t survive ultimately as the British rule couldn’t.
The history repeated itself, as it always does.
Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, smiled at the winner Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, ingratiatingly.
It would do no harm to be in well with the new Member of Parliament.
“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.”Naåīmah Furqān boomed portentously, self-importantly.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan wanted to remember this moment for ever.
It was the success she had dreamed of always.
Now she was more able to help her Abbū, Imām Muħammad Ħasan.
Her Ammījān had left her Abbū in greatest humiliation, in greatest mortification.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had to become a Member of Parliament herself as her Ammījān was.
Yes, Durgesh is the best.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan herself knows it now.
But her Ammījān was successfully living with her Abbū.
She herself was the result of their mutual love for each other.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s ears tuned in to the soft whispering noises in the expectant silence around her.
They tuned in to the sound of papers rustling, the jostling of green rosette friends gathered by the platform, the hiss of the ventilation system overhead, the isolated pop of flash bulbs, the muted crackling of a policewoman’s radio, a train whistling faintly in the distance.
“Two lac ninety thousand nine hundred ninety nine.”Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, bellowed, “I hereby declare Ms. Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan to be duly elected Member of Parliament for Sadar Jabalpur.”
Unable to hide her partisanship, her political leanings, any longer, Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, waved the paper over her head with a flourish, with a boom, as if she herself were the winner.
Even the counters joined the applause.
It was expressing not so much delight in Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s victory as a friendly welcome to their new Member of Parliament.
All evening Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had been the object of curious scrutiny.
Would she win?
Would she laugh?
Top marks for appearance:
The extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān young lady would certainly make a splash with that good figure and golden blonde hair.
Would she be strong enough?
A woman?
Well, it was not a serious question now.
So many women have proved their strength now.
What did her father, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, think of having to play number two to his own daughter?
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was itching to get down from the platform to mix with the party supporters who were vigorously shaking champagne bottles to make the corks explode.
Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, and her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān ladies friends, stalwarts all in green, were jumping up and down in enthusiasm and calling her to join them.
Councilor Altāf Muħammad was looking so elated Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan worried he might have a heart attack.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was in a daze.
She made a breathless little speech of thanks, then her beaten opponents made theirs in descending order.
Now only one more candidate was left to take the floor.
Lailah Tayyab stepped forward confidently, put her mouth too close to the microphone and began to speak.
Both NDA and UPA party workers were becoming restless.
Lailah Tayyab flourished the cake and began fumbling with the lighter.
She seemed to take for ever.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan signaled the NDA young woman and the two edged sideways off the platform followed by the JDU woman, leaving Lailah Tayyab muttering a still crowded magnetism over the lighted candle.
Abhilāsh Vikramāditý , watching from the sidelines, took out his notebook.
‘New NDA Member of Parliament walks off platform at count.’ Abhilāsh Vikramāditý wrote crisply, ‘New NDA Member of Parliament, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, ignored fellow candidates’—he would put the names later— ‘when she trailed off the platform immediately her own result was announced, ignoring the usual courtesies. Her own party workers commented adversely about her rudeness.’
Abhilāsh Vikramāditý would have to make up some suitable quotes:
‘Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s behavior foretells ill for her career in Parliament as an honorable Member of Parliament.
Perhaps her future colleagues should be warned.
This young lady may have to be taken down a peg or two.’
Abhilāsh Vikramāditý checked his scribbling.
Not bad, really.
More like HVSI Times than TOI.
Roll on Parliament Street; roll on fame as one of the country’s best investigative reporters.
The future beckoned brightly, and not only for the glamorous Ms. Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11
16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12
17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13
18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14
19. A deserving unfaithfulness
20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
23. A secret Smile
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
27. The three pregnants-1
28. The three pregnants-2
29. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
48. Making love and understanding everything
49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
50. After the death of my husband
52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
53. The most memorable Eidī of her life
54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
55. You are the best. You don’t know
56. I’m not defeated even yet-1
57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
71. It all happened just naturally-1
72. It all happened just naturally-2
73. Under Open Sky
75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1
76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2
77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3
78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4
79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5
80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6
81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7
82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8
83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9
84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10
85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11
86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12
87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13
88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14
89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15
90. The Extent
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
99. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
101. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
103. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16
110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17
111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18
112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19
113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20
114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21
115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22
116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23
117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24
118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25
119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26
120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27
121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28
122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29
123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30
124. The everincreasing infinite lust
125. The women in my life
126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
133. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
145. She protested
146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach
147. The threesome
148. You’ve proved your titles true
149. The Chairman: 1
150. The Chairman: 2
151. The Chairman: 3
152. The Chairman: 4
153. The Chairman: 5
154. An Underworld Don: 1
155. An Underworld Don: 2
156. An Underworld Don: 3
157. An Underworld Don: 4
158. An Underworld Don: 5
159. An Underworld Don: 6
160. An Underworld Don: 7
161. An Underworld Don: 8
162. An Underworld Don: 9
163. An Underworld Don: 10
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1
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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3
7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4
8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5
9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6
10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7
11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8
12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9
13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
15. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2
19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
21. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
22. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
23. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
24. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
26. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2
30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3
31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4
32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1
33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4
34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3
35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8
36. Saamved: Mantr 1
38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
41. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
49. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
50. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
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