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The story of shrouded nomad

Nomad who is sometimes imprisoned in the talismans of beauty, sometimes lost in the whispers of deserts, sometimes the draw of love feeds flowers and flowers in his heart, sometimes in the fire of hatred, he regrets even being consumed. It doesn't happen. Where the uncrowned kings of crime are happy to trample the helpless underfoot. Where there are beggars and players in this world of appearances. The story of kafna doosh born in the midst of these feelings and accidents.

NASEER_Khan · Fantasia
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20 Chs

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The elder filled a bowl with water and said while giving it to me, drink this water. The old man saw me and took a cold breath and fell silent. Then they took the cup and kept it aside, again they did not give me water. By the way, his elder's eyes were still examining me. After some time, he said, God knows best, only God knows best, the way you have protected my reputation, son, a sinful person like me cannot reward you for that. Apart from the terrible forces that have scattered around you, the impure forces that have robbed you of your faith, may God protect you from them. Get you out of their trap but I thought you used your natural decency to save the honor of a respectable girl but now I'm realizing there's more to it. My eyes are not deep enough to examine this much. I can only give you prayers. You will sit with me for a while, after that you can go wherever you want and it will be better for you to go. I sat quietly with my neck bowed. Elder's words were very interesting for me. He thought for a while and then said that the matter has become very old. Just understand that they spent a lot of time with me. Once I was coming from a village with them as the weather was not good. It was bitterly cold, clouds came from above and it started raining, but we had to reach our destination. My Murshid was going to attend a gathering which was a gathering of elders and saints. We found one on the roadside under a peepal tree the person was seen sitting and we stopped the bullock cart. We thought that it might be a human calling for help. When I approached it, I saw that its long legs were muscular. But his existence seemed extremely disgusting and demonic. When I came near, he told me that he also has to go to the city, so I should take him along. I considered it necessary to take permission from my Murshid, I went to the Murshid and he said that he is a devil, a master of subliminal knowledge and it is not proper to take him along. I thought to apologize to him and after taking permission from Murshid I came to him and told him that we cannot take him along. So he said to me that the one who forbade you is your enemy. If you will take me with you, I will give you the strength that your Murshid will not give. At that time a strange thought came to my heart, I tried to get rid of him, but he held me with great force. Then he struggled and suddenly rode on my shoulder. I also got angry when her skinny legs started to pick me up. I caught those legs, one thing I forgot to tell you, in those days I used to wrestle, I learned grasp from many teachers and many grasp of country wrestling came to me. I put one such stake around those legs and drove it from the ground. He was quite hurt, and he babbled for a while, and then sat up. Then he looked at me with bloodshot eyes and said that he will not only take away my faith from me but also scar me in such a way that I will remember it for the rest of my life. I came to Murshid and after that many vicissitudes of life, he has stabbed me three times. Murshid has passed away from this world, I also became worldly and when I finished my duties, I took up Gosha Nishani, but he kept attacking me and fate kept saving me. He wanted to destroy my honor and disgrace me in the whole world and this time also he enriched me so much. Now I will tell you a little different story, my son is very angry, the other son Faiz Ali Shah is even more bad-tempered is the owner. God has given wealth to these people. Let me tell you that the wealth is not earned by me. Hamid Ali Shah has made his position by struggling on his own, but by the grace of God, my two sons respect me a lot. This is what elders do, Nir is the only one and the darling of all of us, but fate made her forehead jagged. It was someone's fault and he had to bear it, the elders fell silent saying this and I started looking at their faces with interest. However, this sensational story was of great mystery and now everything was forgotten and it was the scene of its completion. By the way, I had guessed that the person mentioned by these elders is Teja, but from the rest of the story, I was very good and did not know what the rest of the story was.

I am waiting for the elders to tell me the next story but suddenly they became silent. There was silence for a long time and then he said.

"Just understand, to cut the story short, that this devil, having failed in his efforts to bring me to his path, decided to take revenge on me and told me that he would dishonor me in such a way that I would end up in this world. I will not be able to show my face, but I will sacrifice myself to my God, the protector of God, he is the one who saves people from suffering. Would you believe that I, the young boy, was not oblivious to all these things, but I was also trying my austerities and God made me blush. Son actually Feroze has gone away angry but as I told you it will be very short time that he will come back but now do it and leave here."

"Dear old man you know that I was in denial from the beginning yes, but these people do not believe."

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Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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