Fa qatulū almusharikīn: 9
Posted: August 21, 2014 Filed under: Adult Science Fiction, Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Al Åbd Al Wahāb, Al Jihād fil Islām, Al Qahar Arraħīm Al Wahāb, Al Qamar Annisā’, Al Sidrah Al Aħmad, Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan, al-Qaeda, Ashvinatam, Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah, Ashŧmaithunam, Ayman al Zawahiri, Behavioural Science, Durgesh, Feminism, Fātimah Al Wahāb, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, Infinite BrāhmKalp, Infinite BrāhmKalp Movement, Kħātoon-e-Jannat Hazrat Saiyadah Fātimah, Las Vegas, life sciences, Love Jihad, Modern Democratic Årabia, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, Narendr Modi, Osama bin Laden, Ram Chandr Shuklā, Rām Chandr Shukl, Saifullah Ħazrat Kħālid bin Walīd, Saifunnisā Al Islam, Sanā Kr’tyug, Shankar Mahāpralayankar, Sidrah Aħmad, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex, Tauħīd Muħammad Ħasan, Vivāhāshŧakam, yogi adityanath, Yogi Bhāskarnāth, Ħazrat Muåāwiyah Leave a commentChapter 9
Saifunnisā Al Islam
Durgesh Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan
Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan had been the Director of Security through all Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s Seven Movements.
It would certainly have been a backbreaking job if I were not fucking her constantly.
Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan enjoyed my Uncut Hindu Lund continuously constantly into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot nonstop.
She never knew she needed sex that much with me.
Today almost entire Creations were against Pseudo Musalmīn terrorism.
They were killing the Pseudo Musalmīn terrorists everywhere openly attacking them.
Since Narendr Modi had become the Prime Minister of India, not even a single Pseudo Musalmān terrorist had succeeded in entering India.
Everyone of them was either killed on the spot when trying to enter, or worse.
S/he was arrested alive.
“Sit down, Saifunnisā.” Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan said, “Let’s keep this on a friendly basis if we can.”
Saifunnisā Al Islam hooked both her thumbs in her sash and remained standing.
“Friendly? With a traitor?”
Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan had anticipated it.
She pushed her beautiful nude Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks into my nude lap, swallowed my entire Uncut Hindu Lund into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and smiled patronizing Saifunnisā Al Islam.
“With an accused traitor.” She corrected her, “You are a Councilwoman. I’m sure you understand the wide difference between a traitor and an accused traitor. Don’t you?”*
Saifunnisā Al Islam watched Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan cunningly.
“Director of Security, Modern Democratic Årabia, you know very well that you haven’t come to the point where accusation, even by the Kħātoon-e-Jannat Hazrat Saiyadah Fātimah razī Allāhu Tåālā ånahā reincarnated, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, herself, is the equivalent of conviction. I trust you never do. Your job is to clear me if you can. You would do so now while no harm is done, except to my pride, rather than be forced to make it all a matter of a public trial. You hope I’m with you in this.”
Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan understood the situation perfectly she was dealing with.
Saifunnisā Al Islam wasn’t an ordinary Councilwoman of the House of the People of Modern Democratic Årabia.
She was a learned young woman.
It was not easy to deal with Saifunnisā Al Islam.
Yet, Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan herself wasn’t an ordinary young woman.
She wasn’t Director of Security, Modern Democratic Årabia, because she was the elder sister of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan had earned this prestigious post through her own hard work and achievements.
“Let’s not bother with ingratiation. You asked for it.” Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan said politely, yet authoritatively, “You had witnessed what happened even to Imām Muħammad Ħasan when he challenged the authority of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan. Yet you did the same. Definitely you never expected you could get away with it.”*
Saifunnisā Al Islam smiled ironically.
“I thought we are in a democratic system.”
“Sure,” Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan herself said ironically too, “But you are against it. You want to fail our democracy.”
“That’s the accusation, I think.” Saifunnisā Al Islam again ridiculed Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan.
“You still think you can face the charges of treason against you?”
Saifunnisā Al Islam said contemptuously.
“I want to expose you all. No democracy is being practiced here. If it were democracy here really, you were not establishing Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah here.”
Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan smiled at Saifunnisā Al Islam ridiculing her.
“I hope you are intelligent enough to understand neither you have majority here, nor your supporters. The majority of Modern Democratic Årabia is not with you.”
“That’s what you think,”
“That’s what I know.” Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan smiled triumphantly confidently, “Even your Love Jihad has failed everywhere miserably. Each and every attempt of it is immediately detected everywhere before even a single success in it. The Pseudo Musalmīn culprits are losing their manhood forever as soon as they even imagine even to deceive the innocent non-Muslim girls. It’s not old times now. It’s Infinite BrāhmKalp, Sanā Kr’tyug. The sooner you understand the sooner you can save the manhood of the remaining Pseudo Musalmīn.”
“We refuse to let Yogi Āditýnāth be the Chief Minister of Uttar Pradesh.” Saifunnisā Al Islam said determinedly.
“Who are you to decide who will be the Chief Minister of Uttar Pradesh? Are you a citizen of India?” Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan looked at Saifunnisā Al Islam contemptuously.*
Yogi Bhāskarnāth was unable to understand how he could get rid of the ever-crazy Mujāhidāt that were having sex with him constantly on this or that pretext.
They just made him lie on his back undressed and straddled him one by one, fucking Yogi Bhāskarnāth despite his every effort to avoid it.
“We would never let you complete your Celibacy Practice, your so called Brahmcharý Sādhnā.” Al Jihad fil Islam said fucking Yogi Bhāskarnāth aggressively, “We don’t want another Yogi Āditýnāth.”
Yogi Bhāskarnāth could not do anything, except to lie there on his back and let them fuck him.
He understood actually, their Pseudo Musalmīn terrorist husbands had either lost their manhood completely, or losing their interest in sexual intercourse itself.
“Young ladies, you never understood our Celibacy Practice, our Brahmcharý Sādhnā.” Yogi Bhāskarnāth said, “You don’t want to let us become another Yogi Āditýnāth. But our Celibacy Practice, our Brahmcharý Sādhnā, doesn’t require other persons cooperation too. Even if you keep fucking us endlessly, our Celibacy Practice, our Brahmcharý Sādhnā, would never be discontinued. We aren’t having sex with you. You are having sex with us. We aren’t responsible for what you are doing with us. Our Celibacy Practice, our Brahmcharý Sādhnā, is discontinued only when we ourselves have sex with you.”*
Saifunnisā Al Islam looked at Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan.
“We aren’t fighting for democracy in Uttar Pradesh, India. We are fighting for Islam.”
“And Islam is against democracy?”
“Democracy isn’t Islam.” Saifunnisā Al Islam said curtly.
“On the contrary, Islam revived democracy in then Årab.” Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan squeezed my Uncut Hindu Lund inside her extremely beautiful, extremely lovely, extremely attractive, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot. “Al Qur’an Al Karīm never claimed Islam was a new religion. It was the same religion Hindus call Hinduism, Hindutv, adjusted properly to suit then Årab environment.”
“I don’t agree with you.” Saifunnisā Al Islam said contemptuously, “You love Hindu Lund entirely unashamed of you. That’s why you are resorting to these un-Islamic philosophies.”
“And you don’t love Hindu Lund?”
“Never. I hate Hindu Lund instead, on the quite contrary.”
“And that’s why you yourself went to Durgesh and fucked him.” Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan laughed sarcastically.
“That’s not the same thing you do.” Saifunnisā Al Islam said scornfully, “We need money for our Al Jihad fil Islam. Durgesh is the utmost richest multi zillionaire of our times. He is a moron to think he can change us from an Islamist into a so-called humanist. We challenge him to do it with us. The fact is Durgesh isn’t changing us. Instead, the more Durgesh fuck us Mujāhidāt the more he is converted to Islam.”
“And that’s why you so called Mujāhidāt keep fucking Durgesh?”
“Why shouldn’t we?”
Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan smiled.
“I never said you shouldn’t. I said what you are doing is actually itself establishing Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah. Have you ever realized it?”
Saifunnisā Al Islam smiled cunningly.
“Keep living in fools’ paradise as much as you please, Director of Security, Modern Democratic Årabia. We aren’t doing any such thing. Nevertheless, if you really think we are too establishing your dream Ummat, Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah, why the hell you call me a traitor? Are we not doing the same thing you are doing either knowingly or unknowingly?”
Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan looked at me complaining.
“Durgesh, you’ve fucked these so called Mujāhidāt too much. They are capable to argue rationally too.”
I smiled cunningly.
“Well, you can’t blame me, Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan, they are too beautiful to resist. Aren’t they?”
“Damn you, Anant Muslimātchod Hindu Piyā.”
Saifunnisā Al Islam and I both laughed.
I looked at Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan gravely.
“Don’t blame me for it ever, Al Tawaħīd Al Muħammad Al Ħasan. I’d never stop it. Whatsoever the reason a woman has, or says to have, for having sex with me, the fact that she is having sex with me makes me her husband according to my morals.”
“Nonsense,”
“We Hindus believe in Vivāhāshŧakam and Ashŧmaithunam. I think it’s more humane to believe in these two principles. If you don’t agree with me, try to convince me why isn’t it so.”*
Shankar Mahāpralayankar rose from the blackjack table, smiled all round, threw the pretty croupier a large tip, and pocketed twenty gold five hundred dollar chips.
Ten thousand dollars.
Not bad for a fast half hour’s work while Fātimah Al Wahāb was sucking his Uncut Hindu Lund.
Durgesh never appreciated Shankar Mahāpralayankar for humiliating Pseudo Musalmīn terrorists even.
Let him not.
The humiliation of Pseudo Musalmīn terrorists pleased Shankar Mahāpralayankar always.
Fātimah Al Wahāb was still sucking Shankar Mahāpralayankar’s Uncut Hindu Lund shamefully.
She couldn’t do anything.
Numerous females, houseladies of members of al-Qaeda, were forced to suck Uncut Hindu Lund publicly, not of Shankar Mahāpralayankar only, but other Hindus’ as well.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar and his followers were challenging not only Ayman al Zawahiri , his entire al-Qaeda instead.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar surveyed the crowded Las Vegas casino.
His dark eyes flicked back and forth amongst the assembled company.
The beautiful Musalmān houseladies in floral dresses exhibited surprising strength as their beautiful arms pulled firmly on the slot machines.
Florid faced couples, Hindu male Musalmān female strictly, none else, filled with excitement, picked up a fast eighty or ninety dollars at the roulette tables.
Strolling beautiful Musalmān houseladies of the Pseudo Musalmīn terrorists, blank eyes alert for the big spender Hindus.
The big spender Hindus themselves, in polyester leisure suits, screeched away in Middle American accents at the crap tables.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled.
Las Vegas always amused him.
They always cooperated whenever Shankar Mahāpralayankar wanted to humiliate Pseudo Musalmīn terrorists publicly in this way.
The hustle and the bustle.
The win and the loss.
The total fantasy of it all.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar loved to fuck Musalmān houseladies of the criminal/criminal minded Pseudo Musalmīn and terrorists right from the beginning.
As soon as he was capable of having sex, he enjoyed it with them too much.
“Stop it!”
“Never!” Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled cunningly even then.
“Stop it, I say,”
“Why?”
“You know why.”
“I don’t,” Shankar Mahāpralayankar said notoriously, smiling.
“Shankar Mahāpralayankar, no. I mean it, No!”
“Why not, you like it you say.”
“I don’t, I don’t. Oh, Shankar Mahāpralayankar, Ooooooh!”
It was always the same story.
No, Shankar Mahāpralayankar. Don’t do it, Shankar Mahāpralayankar. Don’t touch me there, Shankar Mahāpralayankar.
Yet, the story always had a happy ending.
As soon as Shankar Mahāpralayankar found the magic button, the Musalmān houseladies of the criminal/criminal minded Pseudo Musalmīn and terrorists stopped protesting.
The beautiful nude Musalmān legs opened in invitation and they hardly noticed when Shankar Mahāpralayankar’s immensely experienced fie upstanding Uncut Hindu Lund penetrated their Musalmān Choots
Shankar Mahāpralayankar, the Muslimātchod Hindu, was his nickname.
It was true that after Durgesh, Shankar Mahāpralayankar was the second ever successful young Hindu man that had screwed more Musalmān ass than anyone else, including Musalmīn even.
Even the Musalmīn were jealous of Durgesh and Shankar Mahāpralayankar.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled when the Pseudo Musalmīn praised Durgesh in comparison with him.
Al Åbd Al Wahāb was the first Shankar Mahāpralayankar fucked in his ass when he praised Durgesh in comparison with him.
“Sālé, praising your Hindu father? Or your Hindu Jījū? Durgesh is fucking both your Ammīs and sisters now.”
Al Åbd Al Wahāb cried helplessly.
“Because you forced me to request Durgesh to fuck them. Otherwise, you and your ever communal Hindus had molested them. Neither I had another option, nor did my Musalmān houseladies.”
“How do you feel when you lick the optimum fucked Musalmān Cunts and Musalmān ass of your beautiful Musalmān houseladies, Al Åbd Al Wahāb?” Shankar Mahāpralayankar pushed his Uncut Hindu Lund again entirely into the ever feminine Musalmān ass of Al Åbd Al Wahāb.
Al Åbd Al Wahāb was feeling himself immensely humiliated.
Yet he couldn’t do anything.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar was more powerful and he had every evidence against him.
If the police had those evidences, Al Åbd Al Wahāb was certainly hanged till his death.
He never wanted to die.
What’s wrong even if Durgesh is fucking his entire beautiful Musalmān houseladies?
Wasn’t that they themselves wanted to?
Abbū, Al Qahar Arraħīm Al Wahāb, was a devoted Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān.
Yet, what happened with him?
Osama bin Laden was killed but Abbū was captured by Shankar Mahāpralayankar, himself.
Osama bin Laden was born on 10 March 1957.
Abbū was entire ten years older than Osama bin Laden.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar deliberately captured Abbū alive and blackmailed his family and followers to immense degradation and humiliations.
It was still continued.
“Shankar Mahāpralayankar, no!”
“Aw, c’mon, Al Qamar Annisā’. Let me just put it there, just next to you. I won’t put it in, I promise I won’t!”
“But Shankar Mahāpralayankar!”
“There. I told you. Doesn’t that feel good?”
“Mmmm, I guess. But don’t move, promise you won’t move.”
“’Course not. I just want to be next to you, that’s all.” Gently Shankar Mahāpralayankar eased his Hindu prick inside her Musalmān Cunt.
“What are you doing?” Al Qamar Annisā’ squealed.
“Just getting comfortable,” Shankar Mahāpralayankar replied, easing his hand down between her legs, feeing for the magic button.
Al Qamar Annisā’ gave a little sigh.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar had found it.
“Feel nice?” Shankar Mahāpralayankar inquired solicitously.
“Oh, yes, Shankar Mahāpralayankar. Oh, yes.”
All set.
No problem.
Keeping his fingers on target, Shankar Mahāpralayankar started to screw Al Qamar Annisā’ properly.*
Al Qamar Annisā’ didn’t object.
Instead, she smiled cunningly.
She wasn’t stupid enough not to know what Shankar Mahāpralayankar was doing.
After all Al Qamar Annisā’ was a mujāhidah of al-Qaeda.
She understood more than even the other members of al-Qaeda suspected.
She knew it wasn’t any Al Jihad fil Islam at all.
It was an outright Årab Imperialism.
If it was really an Al Jihad fil Islam, why the Islamic State of Al Baghdadi is trying to defeat al-Qaeda in Pseudo Islamic terrorism?
Right from the moment Ħazrat Muåāwiyah started to send strategic news of Al Jihad fil Islam to the Kħalīfah, Caliph in power those days, the downfall of Islam and the rise of Pseudo Islam had started.
No, Ħazrat Muåāwiyah never reported anything wrong.
He reported actually what Saifullah Ħazrat Kħālid bin Walīd did.
Yet, Ħazrat Muåāwiyah never reported in detail what positive Saifullah Ħazrat Kħālid bin Walīd did.
He reported in quite detail what wrong Saifullah Ħazrat Kħālid bin Walīd ever did.
It was never a wrong reporting.
Yet, it was never an entirely unbiased reporting too.
It was a very clever, very shrewd strategic reporting that ultimately resulted in the removal of Saifullah Ħazrat Kħālid bin Walīd.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar knew how to please a woman that was so devoted to her cause.
He had been taught by Durgesh himself how to find the magic button.
It was a lesson Shankar Mahāpralayankar was forever grateful for.
It gave him an edge over the other Hindus.
Right from the beginning of the era when Ħazrat Muåāwiyah was coming into power, it was a game of cats, dogs and rats, whether strategic or entirely unashamed open.
No, Ħazrat Muåāwiyah himself never promoted the persons who were involved in kidnapping and selling of beautiful Musalmān houseladies to Hindus.
The Hindus were living in India that was called Golden Bird then.*
Shankar Mahāpralayankar was proud of himself for being at least second Hindu the beautiful Musalmān houseladies of criminal/criminal minded Pseudo Musalmīn and terrorists were crazy of.
Durgesh was the first, no doubt.
Nevertheless, his morals were somewhat different from Durgesh.
Even numerous of his Hindu friends and followers thought all there was to screwing beautiful Musalmān houseladies of criminal/criminal minded Pseudo Musalmīn and terrorists was a fast shove.
After Durgesh, Shankar Mahāpralayankar also knew it was just as important to make them like it, want it, and even beg for it.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar was proud of Al Qamar Annisā’ that she laughed when her family disowned her.
“I sympathize with my family persons.” Al Qamar Annisā’ smiled now fucking Shankar Mahāpralayankar herself.
“As I do?” Al Sidrah Al Aħmad smiled proudly with utmost conference in herself.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar laughed.
“The reasons are different, Al Sidrah Al Aħmad.”
“I know.” Al Sidrah Al Aħmad smiled bravely, “You too are against my life style. Nevertheless, I’m neither discouraged nor even a bit ashamed of it.”
Professor Doctor Rām Chandr Shukl was fucking Al Sidrah Al Aħmad now.
Despite the fact that Professor Doctor Rām Chandr Shukl never appreciated the life style Al Sidrah Al Aħmad had adopted he believed in the freedom for everyone, including Al Sidrah Al Aħmad too, of course.
He had read the Renouncement of Al Sidrah Al Aħmad by her family ultimately.
Unlike Al Qamar Annisā’ Al Sidrah Al Aħmad’s family didn’t disown her immediately.
Her family gave her even more than fifty years to return to the basic moral values of Islam.
Yet Al Sidrah Al Aħmad never cared for it.
She continued to live her ever-irresponsible life towards her family reputation.
Al Sidrah Al Aħmad continued to fuck every Hindu male she came in contact even if he was a peon, driver, servant, whatsoever the hell that Hindu male was.
Chapter 10
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1. More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
4. On History
6. On Hinduism
7. On Islam
Namak Ħarām: 1
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Chapter 1
Durgesh Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn
Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn
Allah, Nūrjahān kī samajh mein nahīn aa rahā thā ki jab in Pseudo Musalmīn kī cut Musalmān nūniyon mein dam hī nahīn thā to kambakħton né ākħir Pakistan banāyā hī kyon thā.
Allah ghārat karé in firangiyon ko.
Sirf is wajah sé ki voh us vaqt Hindustān sé maħfūz bāhar nikal sakén, Hindu aur Musalmān aapas mein lađté rahén, aur firangiyon sé pichhlé ék sau nabbé sālon kā inteqām lé sakné kā unhén kħayāl tak na aa saké, firangiyon né Pakistan kī buniyād rakh dī thī.
Nūrjahān kā maslah yah thā ki voh Uncut Hindu Lund kī dīwānī thī.
Ghazab chodtā hai kambakht Durgesh hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ko.
Chalo, Durgesh na sahi, koi dūsrā Hindu hi sahi.
Lekin aisā Hindu to is ghar mein sirf ék hai.
Ammījān kā Hindu secretary.
Amarnāth Vedic.*
Amarnāth Vedic pachās saal kā ho chukā hai.
Lékin Nūrjahān kī tamām sahéliyān abhī bhī Amarnāth Vedic kī dhuāndhār ghanghor Chudāī kī tårīf karté nahīn thaktīn.
“Hindu Pakistan mein bas ab yahī ék kaam ŧhīk se kar sakté hain.” Farzānah Aurangzeb ne apni bāīn aankh dabāī thī. “Yahān Pakistan mein rahnā hai to hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ko kħush rakhén. Hamāré béwaqūf mardon se sirf hum hi unhén bachā saktī hain.”
Nūrjahān ko shak thā ki Ammījān Amarnāth Vedic se chudvātī hain.
Farzānah Aurangzeb kā bhī yahī kħayāl thā.
“Secretary, hell. Phūphījān Amarnāth Vedic se chudvātī hain. Tere Abbū kā to ab khađā bhī nahīn hotā. Samjhī?”
Nūrjahān ne ék ghūnsā jamāyā thā Farzānah Aurangzeb kī pusht par.
“Achchhā? Tujhé kaisé målūm?”
“Aré, main kħud sun chukī apné kānon sé. Tūné nahīn sunā kabhī? Ghar mein rahtī hai yā jhakh mārtī hai?”
“Ab to yahī mannā pađégā ki jhakh hī mārtī hūn. Tūné kab sun liyā? Kahān sun liyā?”
“Pichhlī martabah main rukī thī na? Tab raat ko paanī pīné uŧhī thī. Térī Ammī, mérī Phūphījān, téré Abbū ko dānŧ rahī thī thīn: ‘Kħabardār jo ab phir kabhī mujhé hāth lagāyā. Kitnī dér se koshish kar rahī hūn. Khađā tak to hotā nahīn ab tumhārā’.”
Nūrjahān hans pađī.
“Wallah, sach kah rahī hai?”
“Aur kyā jhūŧh kahūngī tujh se?”
“Allah Allah,” Nūrjahān hanstī huī bolī, “mazā aa gayā, yaar. Kambakħt, bađé mauqé se uŧhtī hai paanī pīné.”
“Ilāhī, ab kyā main koī jān būjhkar uŧhī thī us vaqt?” Farzānah Aurangzeb ħairān hotī huī bolī.”
“Achchhā Achchhā, ab zyādah drama mat kar. Yah batā, Shyām Manohar ko paŧāyā?”
“Téré driver ko?”
“Méré nahīn, Abbū ke driver ko.”
“Nahīn ré, voh to bahut dartā hai téré Abbū se. Kah rahā thā, Jalāluddīn Sāħab ko målūm ho gayā to mérī naukrī to gaī hī gaī.”
“Tū to ulloo kī paŧŧhī hai. Ussé kahnā thā, ék dhakké kā ék rupyah.”
“Allah,” Farzānah Aurangzeb dam bakħud rah gaī, “yah baat to mere zahan mein aaī hi nahīn.”
“Bhūsā jo bharā hai téré dimāgh mein.”*
Farzānah Aurangzeb kī baat kī tasdīq usī raat ho gaī.
Nūrjahān Jalāluddīn jān būjhkar ‘Kħātūn-e-Jannat’ pađhtī rahī us raat dér tak.
Ammījān, Begam Zāhidah Ůsmān, ké bedroom mein jān būjhkar jhānktī rahī Nūrjahān Jalāluddīn rah rahkar.
Raat ké do bajé uské sabr kā natījah usko milā.
Natījah vahī thā jiskā Nūrjahān Jalāluddīn aur Farzānah Aurangzeb donon ko shubhah thā.
Nūrjahān Jalāluddīn né jab is martabah apnī Ammījān, Begam Zāhidah Ůsmān, ké bedroom mein jhānkā to usné apnī Ammījān ké secretary, Amarnāth Vedic ko bhī Ammījān ké bedroom mein pāyā.
Nūrjahān Jalāluddīn kī Pakistani Musalmān Choot gīlī honé lagī.
Allah, tamām åālam mein dhindhorā pīŧā jātā hai ki Pakistan mein Hinduon kī ħālat bahut burī hai.
Tamam Musalmān mumālik mein Hinduon kī ħālat bahut burī hai.
Ŧhīk hai.
Lékin tamām Hinduon kī ħālat kisī bhī Musalmān mulk mein na kabhī burī rahī, na rah saktī.
Pseudo Musalmīn kħud aisī ħarkatén karté rahné se kabhī bāz nahīn aaté ki unkī houseladies Hinduon se jinsī tålluqāt qāyam karné par majbūr ho jāyén.
Yazīd Malåūn lånat ålayhi né pahlī martabah jān būjhkar yah lånatī kaam kiyā thā ki Pseudo Musalmīn apnī Panjvaqtah Namāzī shauharparast Musalmān åuraton kī jinsī kħwāhishāt kabhī pūrī na kar pāyén.
Årab Burdāfaroshon ne Yazīd Malåūn se aisé Mullāon aur Maulaviyon ko jān būjhkar taraqqī dene kī shart rakhī thī, jo Pseudo Musalmīn mardon ko Pseudo Islāmiyāt mein itnā uljhā dén ki apnī Panjvaqtah Namāzī shauharparast Musalmān bīwiyon tak kī jinsī zarūriyāt pūrī karnā unhén najāsat lagné lag jāyé.
Aisī Panjvaqtah Namāzī shauharparast Musalmān bīwiyon ko bahkānā aur unhén capable aur powerful Hinduon ke bistaron tak pahunchānā Pseudo Musalmīn Årab Burdāfaroshon ke liyé kitnā āsān thā yah Nūrjahān Jalāluddīn bahut achchhī taraħ samajhtī thī.
Aur uské badlé Hinduon se munh māngī qīmat vasūl karnā bhī.
Ŧhīk hai.
Us vaqt aisā karnā shāyad Pseudo Musalmīn kī majbūrī bhī thī.
Ħazrat Muåāwiyahrzu kabhī yah ħaqīqat nahīn samajh pāyé ki Ħuzūrs kī Taħrīk-e- Islamī kħwāh Ħazrat Muåāwiyahrzu aur unké kħāndān ke liyé kitnī hī nuqsāndéh kyon na rahī ho, tamām åālam-e-insānī ke liyé Ħuzūrs kī Taħrīk-e- Islamī kitnī zarūrī thī.
Aaj jis Jamhūriyat ko tamām åālam-e-maghribī falāħ-e-insāniyat ke liyé az-e-ħad zarūrī qarār détā hai, us Jamhūriyat kī buniyād kħwāh Hinduon ne hī kyon na rakhī ho, 1400 Saal qabl usé nisf duniyā tak pahunchāné kā kaam Ħuzūrs kī isī Taħrīk-e- Islamī né hi kiyā thā.
Hindu agar vāqaåī Musalmīn-e-awwalīn bhī hain, to bhī kyā Hinduon ko Musalmīn-ākħirīn ko koī izzat nahīn denī chāhiyé?*
Nūrjahān Jalāluddīn bahut burī taraħ uttéjit ho chukī thī.
Andar kħwābgāh mein, bedroom mein Amarnāth Vedic aur Nūrjahān Jalāluddīn kī Ammī. Bégum Zāhidah Ůsmān kiss kar rahé thé aur yahān Nūrjahān Jalāluddīn kī angulī kab kħud bakħud uskī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot mein ghus gaī thī, iskā usko ĭlm tak nahīn ho pāyā thā.
Lékin issé farq kyā pađtā thā?
Agar usé ĭlm ho bhī jātā to kyā Nūrjahān Jalāluddīn apnī angulī apnī Choot mein ghuséđné sé baaz aa jātī?
Sawāl hi paidah nahīn hotā.
Jab hum Musalmān ħasīnāon kā iklautā wāħid Hindu Kħasam, Durgesh, available hi na ho practically chudvā sakné ké liyé to ākħir hum Musalmān ħasīnāyén iské ålāvā aur kar bhī kyā saktī hain?
Aré, yah Kħasam kī duty hai ki jab uskī madmast Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān yalāyaliyon ko uské unique legendary Uncut Hindu Lund kī zarūrat ho to voh unhén available ho.
Ab mérī jān, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Tumhāré Uncut Hindu Lund kī jagah bhalā mérī yah måmūlī sī nāzuk unglī kabhī le saktī hai?
Please aa jāo na.
Please, dékho andar Amarnāth Vedic uncle Ammījān ko chodné kabhī ké aa chuké.
Bégum Zāhidah Ůsmān né andar Amarnāth Vedic uncle kā Uncut Hindu Lund bāhar nikāl liyā thā aur ab voh us shāndār Uncut Hindu Lund se khél rahī thien.
Ŧhīk hai.
Durgesh ké legendary Uncut Hindu Lund kī taraħ unique aur lā jawāb nahīn hai.
Lékin kisī Pseudo Musalmān kī cut Musalmān nūnī bhī to nahīn hai na?
Durgesh kahtā hai, sachché Musalmānon kī cut Musalmān nūnī bhī uskī ibādāt ké zor se ék shāndār lund ban jātī hai.
Hey, jhūŧh boltā hai Kambakħt.
Béwaqūf banātā hai.
Apné Musalmān sālon aur apné Musalmān Kħusron, Sasuron, ko izzat détā hai.
Koi cut Musalmān nūnī kabhī samūchā Uncut Hindu Lund nahīn ban saktī, Janāb.
Uncut Hindu Lund Uncut Hindu Lund hai aur cut Musalmān nūnī cut Musalmān nūnī hai.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan sach kahtī hai.
Uncut Hindu Lund kā koi jawāb nahīn.
Aur Durgesh kā Uncut Hindu Lund to ék mojajā hai.
Sirf kħushqismat Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmānzādiyon ko available hotā hai.
‘Mérī muddat kī namāzon aur duåāon kā silā,
Méré Hindu Piyā tum mérī hasīn taqdīr ho.’
Andar Ammījān ab Amarnāth Vedic uncle kā shāndār Uncut Hindu Lund apné hasīn Pakistani Sunni Musalmān munh mein lékar usé choosné lag gaī thien.*
Amarnāth Vedic jāntā thā ki Bégum Zāhidah Ůsmān kitnī pyāsī thī.
Voh shauharparast Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān åurat hargiz nahīn chāhtī thī ki Woh Amarnāth Vedic kā Uncut Hindu Lund chūsé.
Woh darħaqīqat apné Musalmān shauhar Jalāluddīn kī cut Musalmān nūnī hī chūsnā chāhtī thī.
Lékin Kambakħt Muħammad Jalāluddīn kabhī yah nahīn samajh sakā ki uskī Panjvaqtah Namāzī shauharparast Pakistani Sunni Musalmān bīwī ussé oral sex chāhtī hai.
Phir jab Allah Allah karké Muħammad Jalāluddīn yah ħaqīqat samjhā bhī, to jo samjhautā ħālāt sé usné kiyā voh yah thā ki Muħammad Jalāluddīn ne apnī béħad hasīn intehāī shauharparast Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān bīwī kī béħad hasīn béħad dilkash Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot chūmnī aur chāŧnī shurū kar dī.
Bégum Zāhidah Ůsmān nihāl ho gaī.
Usné kabhī kħwāb mein bhī nahīn sochā thā ki uska Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān shauhar, Muħammad Jalāluddīn, uskī Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot ko itnī izzat dégā.
Voh Muħammad Jalāluddīn par laŧŧū ho gaī.
Kuchh vaqt ké liyé Bégum Zāhidah Ůsmān yah bilkul bhūl gaī ki jo oral sex voh apné kaŧŧar Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān shauhar, Muħammad Jalāluddīn, sé chāhtī thī voh darasal yah nahīn thā ki voh uskī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot chūmé aur chāŧé.
Balki darasal voh kħud Muħammad Jalāluddīn kī cut Musalmān nūnī chūmnā aur chāŧnā chāhtī thī.*
Muħammad Jalāluddīn dam bakħud rah gayā.
“You must be crazy, Amarnāth Vedic.”
“Janāb, aap kħwāh kħud bhūl jāyén ki aapné mujh par kitnā bađā aħsān kiyā hai, main yah kabhī nahīn bhūl saktā.”
“Pāgal ho tum. Voh aħsān mainé tum par nahīn, tumné mujh par kiyā hai.”
“Yah Pakistan hai.”
“To?”
“Hum Hindu yahān dūsré darjé ké shahrī, second class citizen hain.”
Muħammad Jalāluddīn Amarnāth Vedic kī taraf dékhkar muskurāyā.
Kyā kħūb pahchānā thā is shakħs ko Muħammad Jalāluddīn né.
Hindu vāqaåī yāron ké yār hoté hain agar unké sāth koi chaal na chalī jāyé, koī game na khélā jāyé.
Musalmīn né Hinduon par haméshah bharosā kiyā.
Aur tārīkħ gawāh hai ki Musalmīn kabhī is wajah se nuqsān mein nahīn rahé.
Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club ké chakkar mein aesī phansī huī thī ki agar Amarnāth Vedic Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn sé nikāħ na kartā to Allah hī bahtar jāntā hai, Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn kis kis Hindu sé na chudvā chukī hotī.
Aħsān kiyā thā Amarnāth Vedic né, Muħammad Jalāluddīn kī chhoŧī bahan, Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn, sé nikāħ karké.
Muħammad Jalāluddīn kī izzat bachāī thī Amarnāth Vedic né is taraħ.
Aur ulŧé Amarnāth Vedic yah samajh rahā thā ki apnī sagī chhoŧī bahan, Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn, kā nikāħ Amarnāth Vedic sé karké Muħammad Jalāluddīn ne Amarnāth Vedic par aħsān kiyā hai.
Yah taqrīban vahī aħsān hai, jo Durgesh ne Muħammad Åbdullah par uskī tamām solah nudist bahnon ko apnī Live in Relationship Partners qubūl karké kiyā thā.
Koi bhī ghairatmand Musalmān Muħammad Åbdullah kī un tamām solah nudist bahnon ké sāth nikāħ nahīn karnā chāhtā thā.
Kaisé kartā?
Kiskī Ammī né sawā kilo sonŧh khāī thī ki voh apnī bīviyon ko khulé åām nangī ghūmtī dékh saké?
Aur kiskī Ammī né sawā kilo sonŧh khāī thī ki voh yah jānté būjhté Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn se nikāħ kartā ki Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club kī ék béħad aham rukn hai?
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan kā jādū Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn ké sar chađh kar bol rahā thā.*
Ékdam sāf alfāz mein inkār kar diyā thā Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn né.
“Bhāījān, āpkī chhoŧī bahan ab bāligh ho chukī hai. Āp is taraħ us par apnī Tānāshāhī nahīn chalā sakté.”
“Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn,” Muħammad Jalāluddīn talkħ lahjé mein bola thā, “Yah Harvard University nahīn hai, Islamābād hai. Tum yah bhūl rahī ho ki tum apnī tålīm mukammil karké Pakistan aa chukī ho.”
“Hargiz nahīn, Bhāījān, hargiz nahīn.” Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn nihāyat hī sard lahjé mein bolī thī. “Āpko dékhté hī mujhé yah kħūb achchhī taraħ yād aa gayā hai ki āpné marħūm Abbū kī is baat par purzor mukħālifat kī thī ki voh mujhé åālā tålīm ħāsil karné ké liyé Harvard University bhéjén. Abbū āpkī taraħ Pseudo Musalmān nahīn thé.”
“Is ħavélī par ab Muħammad Jalāluddīn kī ħukūmat hai. Yah hamārī jāgīr hai.” Muħammad Jalāluddīn sakħt lahjé mein bolā thā, “Tum is vaqt Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn sé mukħātib ho.”
Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn kā mazahkah uđāné wālé andāz mein hansī thī.
“Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn, the oppressor the tyrant.”
“The oppressor? The tyrant? Hargiz nahīn. Main ék sachchā Musalmān hūn. Aur koī bhī sachchā Musalmān na to oppressor hotā aur na hī tyrant.”
“Jo shakħs apnī sagī chhoŧī bahan tak ko na bakħshtā ho, voh apnī riåāyah ko kyā bakħshégā. Pakistan aap jaisé zālim Tānāshāh Jāgīrdāron kī wajah sé hī aaj tamām åālam mein badnām hai.”
“Apnā apnā kħayāl hai. Baharħāl, hum tumhén Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club jākar hamārī tauhīn kar sakné kī ijāzat hargiz nahīn dé sakté.”
“Yahī to āpkī ghalatfahmī hai Bhāījān, ki Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn PhD āpkī ijāzat kī muħtāj hai.”
“Tum humsé baghāwat karnā chāhtī ho?” Muħammad Jalāluddīn kī ānkhén surkħ ho uŧhīn.*
Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn tanz āméz muskurahaŧ ké sāth bolī.
“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan se ŧakrā sakné kī auqāt hai Pakistan ké is ‘ahamtarīn’(?) Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn kī? Main Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan kī ék ahamtarīn Taħrīk-e- Islamī Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club kī ék ahamtarīn rukn hūn. Aur Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan aaj Modern DemocraticÅrabia kī Sadar ban chukī hai. President of USA Jacqueline Lincoln tak aaj Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan kī wajah sé President of USA banī hai.”
“Tum mujhé darānā chāhtī ho?”
“Méré pyāré Bhāījān,” Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn nihāyat hī mīŧhī aur intehāī surīlī āvāz mein kūkī, “Main āpko āpkī auqāt yād dilā rahī hūn. Pakistan kā ék måmūlī sā Jāgīrdār to kyā, samūchā Pakistan milkar bhī na Modern DemocraticÅrabia kā muqāblā kar saktā, na Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan kā, na Jacqueline Lincoln kā, aur na hī Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan aur Jacqueline Lincoln ké Hindu Kħasam, Durgesh kā. Āyā kuchh mijāz-e-sharīf mein?”
“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan aur Jacqueline Lincoln kā Hindu Kħasam, Durgesh, sirf in donon åzīmushshān niswānī shakħsiyāt kā hi Kħasam hai, yā mérī pyārī sagī chhoŧī bahan, Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn, bhī Durgesh ké bémisāl Uncut Hindu Lund ké mazé lé chukī hain?”
“Who the hell are you to ask me? Main bāligh hūn, kħud Mukħtār hūn, aur mérī achchhāī aur burāī kā faislah kħud kħūb achchhī taraħ kar saktī hūn.”
“Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club kī ék ahamtarīn rukn bankar?”
Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn ne apnā sar fakħr sé taan liyā,
“Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club ék muqaddas Taħrīk-e- Islamī hai. Iské naam par jākar kisī ghalatfahmī mein pađéngé, to aesī munh kī khāyéngé ki pachhtā sakné tak kā mauqā nasīb nahīn ho sakégā. Samjhé?”*
Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn ké munh sé béakħtiyār niklā,
“Namak Ħarām.”
Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn khilkhilākar hans pađī.
“Ék namak ħarām, Yazīd Malåūn, kī dilo jān sé pairavī karné wālā Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza kī pairavī karné wālī ko namak ħarām kah rahā hai. Kamāl hai.”
Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn ħalaq phāđkar chīkħā.
“Kħabardār jo ab phir kabhī us nangī ghūmné wālī, feminist, Årab Musalmān laundiyā ko Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza kahā. Zubān khīnch lūngā main tumhārī. Yah na tumhārī Harvard University hai aur na hī tumhāré Hindu Kħasam, Durgesh, kā Ved Nagar. Yah Pakistan hai, samjhīn?”
“Lånat hai us Pakistan par jisné apnī sabsé bahādur, sabsé åālā beŧī, Marħūmah Muħtarmah Bénazīr Ålī ko marwā dālā.” Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn intehāī talkħ lahjé mein bolī.*
Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn né ék tīkhī nigāh apnī us balā kī hasīn Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān chhoŧī bahan par dālī jo is lahjé mein ussé baat kar rahī thī jaisé Bénazīr Ålī kā qātil kħud Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn ho, terrorists nahīn.
Durgesh kī tamām åuratén isī taraħ over confident hotī thien.
Jab Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn ne Amarnāth Vedic se Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn kā nikāħ karwāyā thā us vaqt voh yah nahīn jāntā thā ki Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn darħaqīqat sirf Durgesh kī rakhail thī.
Sirf Durgesh se chudvātī thī Kambakħt.
Lékin impression aesā diyā thā usné apné bađé bhāī ko jān būjhkar jaisé Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club mein voh kaī Hinduon ké sath khélné khāné wālī modern, balki ultramodern, Pakistani Sunni Musalmān kabūtarī ho.
Intehāī sāđī galī huī maghribī tahzīb kī mārī Musalmān lađkiyon kā yahī ħāl thā, kħwāh voh Pakistan kī shahrī hon, yā kisī aur Pseudo Islamī mulk kī.
Yahī wajah thī ki Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn dhokah khā gayā thā.
Jab usko yah målūm huā ki Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn ne usko jān būjhkar kħaufzadah kiyā thā, Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn apné dānt pīskar rah gayā.
Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club kī rukn zarūr thī lékin uské jinsī tålluqāt Durgesh ké ålāvā aur kisī mardué se hargiz nahīn thé.
Voh baqiyah educated Muslimāt kī taraħ itnī girī huī nahīn thī ki apnī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān tahzīb ko hī bhūl chukī ho.
Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn One Man Woman thī.
“Aesī bahut sī Musalmān ħasīnāyén hain Bhāījān, jinhén aap Pseudo Musalmīn Namak Ħarām samajhté hain, lékin darħaqīqat Namak Ħarām voh Musalmān ħasīnāyén nahīn hain. Namak Ħarām darħaqīqat aap Pseudo Musalmīn hī hain.”
“Kħāmosh, badtamīz.” Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn burī taraħ dahāđā.
Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn is taraħ muskurāī jaisé usko apné oppressor tyrant Jāgīrdār bađé Bhāī se iské ålāvā aur koī ummīd kabhī rahī hī na ho.
Pakistan kā nihāyat hī backward khudgharz kħudparast Jāgīrdārānah nizām iské ålāvā aur kaisī shakħsiyāt paidah kar saktā thā?
“Durust farmāyā aapné.” Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn muskurāī, “Hum åālā tålīmyāftah Musalmān lađkiyān aur Musalmān åuratén āpko badtamīz hī lagéngī, Bhāījān. Lékin ħaqīqat yah hai ki hum åālā tålīmyāftah Musalmān lađkiyān aur Musalmān åuratén na to badtamīz hain, aur na hī Namak Ħarām. Namak Ħarāmī kī shurūåāt Ummat-e-Muslimah mein darasal Abu Sufyān aur Ħazrat Muåāwiyahrzu né kī thī.”
“Tum Shiå ho gaī ho?” Jāgīrdār Muħammad Jalāluddīn jaisé sātwén āsmān sé gir pađā.
Voh phaŧī phaŧī ānkhon sé apnī chhoŧī bahan Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn kī jānib dékh rahā thā.
Allah, méré Allah, méré Maulah,
Usné kabhī kħwāb mein bhī nahīn sochā thā ki uské kħāndān kī koī fard kabhī itnā bhī gir saktī hai.
Ummat-e-Muslimah kī aksariyat haméshah Sunnī hī rahī hai, Shiå kabhī nahīn rahī.
Iran haméshah hāth pair mārtā rahā.
Lékin kāmyāb kabhī nahīn ho pāyā.
Aur yahān uskī apnī sagī chhoŧī bahan, Nigār Sultānah Humāyūn…
Namak Ħarām!
Namak Ħarām!!
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