Ek Multani Ney Ek Hyderabadi Sey Doosti

EK MULTANI NEY EK HYDERABADI SEY DOOSTI

My name is Daniyal…..25 years old living in Multan – Pakistan completed my studies …and now doing my own business….for this I habe to move big city…Lahore…..I have normal hight 6’3″ and very sexy physic…mera Lund bhee bahut lamba aur moota hai…10 inch lamba aur 6 inch mota… and very handsome and good looking.

Merey paroos mein ekk bara hee sunder larka hai…naam iska Abdul Musaveer…jo India Hyderabad sey migrate kerkey Multan mein usski family shift hoogayi hai…..mein ney jub ussey apney muhalley mein deikha….tau mera dil na jaaney uss larkey per kaisey aagaya….

Mein rozana spare time mein sirf uska soochta hoon….uss sey abhee tuk introduction nahee huwa tha……mager na janey kewn who merey dil o dimagh per chagaya tha…..uski umer taqreebun 15 saal hoogii….uski hansii sey uska chehra aur khull jaata tha….kia sharmilee muskrahut hai…

Ekk din ittefaq sey main uskey school sey guzzer raha tha….deikha key Abdul Musaveer bicycle sey gir para hai….aur aas pass koi nahi tha…jo usski help karey….mein ney foran apni garddi (BMW) rooki…aur ussey sahara diya….aur uski bicycle ko deikha….jiskey dono tire shayed puncture hoogaye they…iss liye girr gaya hooga….

Mein ney barey pyair sey utha ker apni car mein biktha ker…uski bicycle ko peechey diggii mein rakhdee….aur phir bicycle kee dukaan per gaya…ussey bicycle dikhaii…tau ussney kaha

“Bhaijaan….yeh tau abb khatum hoo gayi hai….yeh chalaney key laique nahee rahee….nayii khareedlein….sastey daam per deydoonga….phir mein ney ekk nai bicycle khalreed lee….aur phir gher jaaney lagey…ussey mein ney gher choora …tau uskey Baap ney daikhliya….woh bahir aaker merey sey poocha

“kia baat hay…merey “Hero” ko kia huwa…aur tum kaun ho”

Main ney bataya

“aapka Hero shayed kiss car sey takra ker bicycle toorwadee hai….aur yeh road per laita huwa tha….mein daikh ker issey ley aaya…mein apkey neighbor hood mein rahta hoon….mera naam “Daniyal” hai….”

Uskey Baap ney kaha

“Daniyal tum sey millker bahut khooshi huwi hai…mujhey “Hassan” kehtey hein…tum mujhey Uncle keh saktey hoo…. aur yeh mera larka jo matric mein parhta hai…iska naam “Abdul Musaveer” hai ur issey hum piya mein yeh “Hero” sey mashhoor hai……aab yeh school kaisey jaiga….bicycle tau tooth gayi hoogi…”

Mein ney kaha

“Uncle isskee fiker na karein …mein ney jub isskii tootii huwi bicycle daikhker samajhgaya tha….key Hero kaisey school jaiga….mein ney uskey liye….bicycle nayi khareed lee hai …ekk dukaan sey…meri Hero key liye yeh choota sa yohfa hai”

Yeh sun ker Uncle ney kaha

“Baitey tum ko aisa expensive gift nahi deyna chaheeye…..yeh tau mein bhi afford nahi kersakta foran….thumara bahut shukria…chalo ander chaltein hein…thumari ney barri mazeydaar hyderabadi biryani banayi huwi hai…chaloo sub milker khateiy hain….”

Phir mein unkey saath ander gaya….aunti ko Salaam kia…aur khaney sey farigh hooker mein ney ijazat maangi

“Achcha uncle abb mein chalta hoon…..kafi mazeydar biryani banaati hain Aunti…..mera aaj ka din buchh gaya khana pakaney sey….”

Uncle ney kaha

“Oh…kia tum akeeley rahtey hoo…”

Mein ney kaha

“ji…merey parents city sey koi 300 km door rahtey hein… .rozana tau udher sey nahi aasakta…issliye…mein idher akeela hi move hoogaya hoon…aur aaj kal Business bhi dhoondh raha hoon”

Uncle ney poocha

“Daniyl baitey…tum merey gher ko apna samjhoo….idher aajaya karoo khaney keyliye”

Mein ney kaha

“Shukriya aapka….achcha ijazat dein….khuda hafiz”

Mein unkey gher sey apni car tuk gaya….tau daikha Hero mujhey awaz dey raha hai….mein rukk gaya…tau uss ney kaha

“aapka bahut shukriya….yeh kuch biryani meri ammi ney diya hai….waisey aapka gher khan hai….mein aapko Bhaiya pukaroon..”

Mein ney kaha

“Hero…gher idher hee khareeb hai…kissi waqt leychalta hoon…apney gher mein…..thumari studies kaisi chal rahii hai”

Hero ney kaha

“chalein mein zaroor aapkey gher chaloon ga…Bhaiya abhi mein bicycle nahee challa sakta…kewn key mujhey pair per chooth aayi hai…kia aap kooch din tuk apni Car mein school tuk choorh saktey hain…..meri studies theek chal rahi hain…Dad key pass itney paisey nahii hain…key tuition rakh sakey…”

Mein ney kaha

“Hero…tution …arey mein hoon na thumey parhaney….theek hai na…chaloo abb chalta hoon”

Phir Hero apney gher ander gaya…tau uskey Dad ney poocha

“kewn baitey khana dey aaye….bara achcha honihar larka hai…ussey kabhi kabhi gher ley aaya karo”

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