Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now


All this happened a year ago.

My name is Saiyadah Sājidah Sheikħ.

I am 46 and my son, Durgesh, is 26 now.

It never is supposed to happen but it just happened.

To be frank, I am a sex-craving Saåūdī Årab Musalmān woman.

I always wanted sex and more of it often.

I am married to my husband for 26 years now and I can say we were hot on bed a lot of those years.

My husband is still hot even to this day but for the past few years, sex has become a scarce activity in our lives.

This started to take toll on me as I was getting hornier but my dear hubby did not have time to take-care of my heat.

A typical traditional Musalmān he was, always refusing the sexual needs of his wife, and taking her always for granted.

So I started seeking Hindu men who would take care of my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān female passion between my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān legs.

All this continued till the day my son came home.

My son Durgesh left for India, as he was not my real son, but the son of my close friend, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Dr. Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb.

My husband had managed with his Hindu bahnoī, Vishvās Shakr Mānav, to tell all our acquaintances that Durgesh was my son from him.

My husband, actually, lacked the capacity to give any woman a son.

Durgesh was coming back for good.

I was seeing him after 3 years so I was very excited.

I picked him up at the airport on a Friday.

When I saw him for the first time coming out of the airport I could not wait any longer and hugged him tight with a lot of affection.

Durgesh also hugged me close to him but the thing happened after few seconds startled me.

When Durgesh hugged me, he caressed my back that is pretty normal, but slowly pushed his right hand around my back and underneath the armpit and squeezed the side of my breasts.

I was startled a bit and thought probably it’s just an un-anticipated gesture, as Durgesh didn’t show any facial expression.

I released myself and we walked towards our car.

Throughout our journey, Durgesh kept talking about his entire stuff sitting beside me in the car seeming as innocent as my beloved son.

Our rest of the day went extremely well and I never had another gesture from Durgesh.

His ‘Abbū’ came in the evening and we kept talking as I prepared the dinner.

After the dinner, Durgesh told us more about his stories and showed us all the gifts he bought for us.

While opening the gifts Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ went to the toilet and Durgesh suddenly gave me the packet, he’s been saving telling it for me.

As I opened it, I saw few pairs of very expensive Lingerie.

I asked him who is it for expecting to get a name but instead he said they are for me.

I was flattered but disgusted at the same time, as we Ammīs in Saåūdī Årabia, and in India even; never expect to get their underwear from their sons.

After his ‘Abbū’ came, I showed them to him and every time he asked who are they for he never replied.

That was my second indication that something is going on in Durgesh’s mind.

We went to bed about 11pm that night and we arranged Durgesh’s bed in his room as usual.

But Durgesh insisted that he would sleep with us.

First Durgesh slept by his ‘Abbū’’s side but it didn’t take long before his ‘Abbū’  told him to sleep by my side as he is finding it hard to move around.

Since I am smaller than both are, they were ready to use me as meat in the sandwich.

I first hesitated a bit but had to give in.

So Durgesh slept to my right and his ‘Abbū’ to my left.

As I was nervous, I turned towards my hubby and slept close to him.

It was all well until Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ started snoring.

Durgesh turned towards me and after a while, I felt his hand come on to me.

And even a while after that, he tilted towards and rested his whole body on my back.

I was a bit nervous anticipating what he was going to do as I felt his whole Hindu body lining up along my back…his chest against my back…. His stomach along my lower back, and his legs along mine.

The whole thing became erotic when he moved up his Hindu crotch against my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass and did a few strokes of simulated fuck against my ass rubbing his Hindu erection against my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass cheeks.

I got startled and immediately moved back to lie on my back as Durgesh also moved along with me.

The movement woke up my husband as he stopped snoring and adjusted himself to get back to sleep.

Durgesh though never moved until he heard the snore of his ‘Abbū’.

By now I figured out Durgesh is hitting on me, his own Ammī.

But the incident did not madden me.


What a woman I was!

What a Musalmān woman I was!

My Musalmān husband was also sleeping there, yet— Allah, mérī taubah! Allah, mérī taubah!

It has been two weeks I ever had sex.

Allah, what a coincidence!

Wasn’t it?

Besides, I would have enjoyed somebody like him fucking me while my husband is sleeping by my side if he wasn’t my own son.

Now I was in a state of shock YET also feeling erotic.

These mixed feelings tipped completely into horny side as my beloved Hindu son, Durgesh, put his hand on my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān crotch parting all the entanglements of my saree.

He started fingering me.

Allah, mérī taubah!

Allah, mérī taubah!

After a while, Durgesh stopped and moved his hand up to caress his dear old Ammī’s beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts.

By now, I was very high on horny side and could not stop Durgesh.

I had probably started enjoying what my son was doing to me.

Durgesh continued his activities until he suddenly stopped as I got to the point of my climax.

He then immediately turned the other way and then dozed off.

It was very frustrating for me.

I was furious but I could not do anything.

I had to get up and go to the bathroom to relieve myself.

The next morning Durgesh was a normal son again and never hinted me.

On the other hand, I felt a bit shy and avoided him touching me.

Durgesh never touched me either.

But in the night, Durgesh is back by my side and onto my body as soon as his ‘Abbū’ hit the snore track.

This time he went far to open my blouse and caress my naked Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts.

He even lifted my saree and petticoat to caress my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mound and my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs.

I thought he would finger-fuck me but he didn’t and as usual he left me unfinished feeling very horny.

The next morning he was back again playing a good son.

But my feeling for him started changing as I started visualizing Durgesh fucking me.

The idea of my own son hitting on me took my feelings of perversity to a new height and made me anxious to what will happen next.


I was never angry.


I was not only angry, but also even furious at him.

But, for NOT what he was doing to me.

Instead, for what he was NOT doing to me.

The more I think about it the more I enjoyed it rather loathing it.
Since I was sure that Durgesh would come onto me that night too, I changed into something comfortable wearing a nightgown so that he would have access to ‘my parts’ of ‘his’ Hindu interest.

But my husband compelled me to change back to the saree saying, ‘sharm kar! Tumhara bachaa tumhare paas so raha hai aur tum gown pehnogi?”

‘Little did he know?!?’

Apart from this nightly event, between my son, and me we three had an excellent weekend.

That night we went to bed early, as Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ had to get up early for work.

So we had more time to play around.

That night Durgesh opened every button on my blouse and also released the saree and petticoat.

He didn’t whisk the garment below my crotch but he didn’t have to.

He got access to my already dripping Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy through the side of my petty coat, as I was in the anticipating mode he entering his fingers into my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Vagina.

The first action of my son fucking me.

Not with his manhood but with his fingers.

I felt I am married again.

Married to my son!

I couldn’t feel anything but ecstatic as my son, Durgesh, finger-fucked me to climax.

After I climaxed I was anticipating that Durgesh would fuck me and was ready for it but instead he went back to sleep.

I have to tell you that by now I was more a wanton for Durgesh‘s Hindu manhood than feeling guilty.

By now, I had also realized it could be Durgesh’s sinister Hindu plan to get me to fuck him.

But instead of feeling disgusted about it, I felt great seeing what he had to go through to get his old Ammī to his bed.

I felt lucky to be my own son’s, great Durgesh’s; bed partner.

I thought I passed the age of being an object of lust.

But  little did I know my own son, the great Durgesh, Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties, Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam, had hots for me.

I started being more affectionate to him than hating him for his Hindu lust for me.

I had a good sleep that night only to be woken up by my hubby getting ready for his work.

I got up, set my saree and blouse thinking about last night’s happenings as I looked at Durgesh sleeping away as innocent.

I got the breakfast ready for Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ as he finished dressing and had his breakfast.

Another 15 minutes passed by and my hubby left for work.

After I bid goodbye to him I went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes and as walked in I was shocked.

There was Durgesh standing just beside the door and completely naked.

Before I could get out of my shock, Durgesh grabbed me and gave me a big kiss on the lips pinning me to the wall and before I could think of anything Durgesh’s hands were all over my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body.

Then all of a sudden, he caught hold of the loose end of my saree and pulled it forcefully.

His force didn’t give me a chance to catch my saree and on the other hand ended up losing all the tight entangles as the saree fell around me leaving me with my blouse and petticoat.

Suddenly a rape scene in the movies flashed before my eyes as villains pull off the girl’s saree and she pleads to them ‘chhođ do mujhé’.

In my case, the villain is my son raping his own Ammī and even though I was a bit scared, I really didn’t want to plead him to leave me.

I guess most part of me wanted to enjoy Durgesh raping me.

Then Durgesh came near me, tore the hooks of my front-open blouse and opened my petticoat while kissing me.

It’s all happening and neither he nor me uttered a single word.

After Durgesh got me naked he took me to our bedroom, threw me on the bed, pressed himself onto me, parted my legs and guided his Uncut Hindu Lund into my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot.

That’s when I took a gasp and some air.

Gasp because Durgesh penetrated me for the first time and air because he came onto me like a hound in heat and I don’t know when I took my last breath.

My heart was pounding like a racehorse.

But the outcome was what we both wanted…naked on bed and Durgesh was fucking me.

As if it was a muhurtam, Durgesh stopped after he entered me.

We lay there on the bed unmoved with the ultimate union an Ammī and son could have.

I could see Durgesh’s face glowing with his Hindu pride, the pride that comes with a conquest, the pride of conquering his Ammī’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Vagina.

After a while, Durgesh slowly pulled out his Uncut Hindu Dick out of me and thrust back into it.

Then he started his act of fucking his own Ammī.

He stayed very very long, incredibly, entire six hours, before he emptied his Hindu cum into me.

Allah, mérī taubah!

Allah, mérī taubah!

Allah Allah Måshā Allah!

Subħān Allah!

I could feel his Uncut Hindu Dick spurting his thick Hindu wad into me, ultimately.

Even though I have been fucked by many Hindu men, apart from my husband, I have never ever felt this good.

Possibly because it is my own son who is bonking me.

After Durgesh emptied his Hindu cum in me, finally he spoke saying,

“I love you Ammī!”

I couldn’t say anything but to answer him saying,

“I love you too! Son!”

After the incident, I accepted Durgesh as my new Hindu lover.

I stopped going to my kinky Hindu friends for sex.

Why would I??

Durgesh stopped sleeping with us as his ‘Abbū’ realized it hindered his privacy to fuck his wife.

So Durgesh fucks me now during the day when his ‘Abbū’ is not around.

It’s very hard to get free time during the weekends and we utilize every possible free time.

The most favorable place for us is the bathroom when his ‘Abbū’ is around.

Our bathroom had an in-door to the toilet and Durgesh goes to the toilet while I go to the bathroom for a shower.

By the time I get to the bathroom Durgesh is ready to fuck his ‘Abbū’’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān wife when his ‘Abbū’’s in the house.

Apart from all this perverse and cheating, my sex life has also been very fulfilling.

Sometimes I even get away with four fucks a day with both men of the house getting two fucks from each.

Sometimes I even got fucked by both men in a short duration.

Two months after Durgesh made me his sex-partner he got a job with a computing firm here and had to go for training to Bangalore for a week.

Since my husband was also going on a business trip, he told me to accompany Durgesh to Bangalore.

It was the time of my life.

For me it was almost like my second honeymoon.

We had sex like dogs in heat!

Durgesh even penetrated me in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān anus where his ‘Abbū’ or anybody never entered.

We were sexoholics and had lots of sex.

But little did we know we gonna have a hangover that would last forever!

A month after we went to Bangalore, I lost my period.

I checked it up with my doctor and she told me that I was pregnant.

I was startled a bit but was happy since I always had sex with both my husband and Durgesh.

The happiness did not last long as the date of ‘conceive’ fell during the week we were at Bangalore.

I was dumb-founded.

I did not know what to do??

So I bribed the Doctor to change to date of conceivement.

After everything was settled, I came to this world.

It’s all over now.

After 25yrs, I was pregnant again.

But this time Durgesh has made me pregnant, not my Musalmān husband.

I was going to be the Ammī of my own grandchild.

I am my own daughter-in-law.

The news quickly spread across to my husband and Durgesh .

Both were amazingly happy about knocking their wife and Ammī.

Durgesh was also curious to know who the ‘Abbū’ is?

I teased him a bit showing the wrong certificate of conceivement and told him it could be any one.

But finally I showed him the original certificate and I also told him about the bribery.

Durgesh was very happy that he is the actual father of my son.

My real son!


Ultimately, I was really an Ammī of my own son.

I love Durgesh more than my Musalmān husband now.

And why shouldn’t I?

Isn’t it a dream of every woman?

Durgesh said he always wanted to knock me up.

Both showered their affection a lot.

In the following three days, I have been fucked more than 20 times with each averaging more than three times.

Durgesh took leave for those three days and kept my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy always wet.

Once Durgesh finished his fuck sessions during the day, his ‘Abbū’ took care of my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān cunt during the night.

It was a vigorous and tiresome time for me.

Sometimes they did not even give some time for me to clean up their semen in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

One day Durgesh fucked me the whole day and at about 6pm he relieved himself one final time before his ‘Abbū’ arrived.

After he finished fucking me he got up off me filling me up after his ‘Abbū’’s car pull-in to the drive and ran back to his room.

I was still gasping from the fuck when his ‘Abbū’ walked in and before I could get up to go to the bathroom; his ‘Abbū’ pulled back on the bed and fucked me.

He must have been so excited that he may not have realized that he has been getting the seconds.

My Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy is soaking wet with Durgesh’s Hindu semen and my juices when my hubby started fucking me.

So within few minutes time I had been filled by both my husband and Durgesh.

In those few minutes, a son fucked his Ammī, a husband fucked his wife, a secret Hindu lover fucked his secret Saåūdī Årab Musalmān wife and a father -in-law fucked his Saåūdī Årab Musalmān daughter-in-law.

10 months on I have given birth to a healthy son whom Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ still thinks the baby is his.

Durgesh and I are proud of our son.

He is two months now.

Our lives are more than normal now.

Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ is still a travel man.

That gave Durgesh to take care of his child more.

Not to say he is also taking care of his ‘Ammī’ more too!

Now he also fucks me while our son is watching too!


More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

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

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

51. The everbest wives-1

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

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah:  I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

74. Ammī the competent

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. The Extent

80.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

81.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

82. Three sons three Ammīs

83. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

84. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

85. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

86. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

87. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest

88.  Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged

89. Ahl-Al Bayt 7

90. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession

91. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued

92. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued

93. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

93.. The everincreasing infinite lust

94. The women in my life

95. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

96.  A Deep Conflict-1

97. I’m never ashamed of it

98. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

99. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

100. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

101. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

102.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

103. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

104. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

105. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

106. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

107. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

108.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

109. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

110. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

111. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

112. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

113. HVS law internationals : 1

114. HVS law internationals : 2

115. HVS law internationals : 3

116. HVS law internationals : 4

117. HVS law internationals : 5

118. They conspired against me

119. A best Ammī a worst wife-1


More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6


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


Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

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

37. Sāmved: Mantr 115

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


More on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. ‘According to facts’: ‘Yaathaatathyatah’

2. According to Hinduism: We must be polite, not coward

3. Aheism can’t win Hinduism/Ved

4. Casteism is NOT an intgral part of Hinduism:’Samaanee prapaa sah vonnabhaagah’ ”Same drinking same share of food.’

5. Hinduism builds its society on SUKR’TS/Noble doers:’Imaam naareem Sukr’te dadhaat’


7. One should not wish to die: Ved hates death

8. RELIGIOUS DEMOCRACY in Hinduism: Ekam sadvipra bahudhaa vadanti

9. Sanyas is not the goal of Hinduism

10. Sati tradition was an Aasur Tradition, not Vedic at all