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Title: How my Madar humbled Papa
Author: Ghulam Shamsher Osmani Bangalistani
In many houses, it is the Papa who rules the house. But in my house, it is my Madar who rules. But it
was not always like that, so I would like to tell how my Madar came to dominate my Papa. My Madar had
married my Papa because she liked his money and nothing else. She had dressed in provocative shalwar
kameez to entice him until he fell madly in love with her. Then she married him, and gave him the
pleasure of his life in the bed. During one of their early mating sesions, Madar produced me, their
only Son!
However, after she had produced me, her duties of bearing children were over. She decided to start
enjoying life. My Madar then simply announced that Papa's little Zubb could not possible satisfy an
Aurat like her and she was going to get her satisfaction from another man. She said she would choose
whomsoever she pleased.
Papa threatened to talaq (divorce) her. Then she brought home a large black Shudra police man. Papa
took one look at him and wisely decided that if he did not want to spend a few days in the thana, he
should just keep Mama happy. But Madar wanted to really humble Papa. To show Papa that the police man
was her very close friend, and destroy Papa's dominant attitude, she mated with that Shudra in front of
Papa. That was the day when the entire situation changed. Seeing his preciuos Bibi mate with that
stout Kala Police man really broke his spirits. Papa decided that he should just listen to Madar after
that.
And that was not too hard. All he had to do was to give Madar money whenever she needed it and then
stay out of her way. Madar always made Papa watch, and jerk his Zubb while she enjoyed herself with a
Shudra Man. She always let Papa clean her Kussi with his Zaban afterwards.
I recall that one day Papa came home and Mama was in bed with one of her Shudra Yars. He started to
voice some whiny objections. Mama sat up, and ordered her Shudra Yar to "shut his Madar-Bokka Haramzada
Zaban". That Shudra really beat Papa that day, and Papa never bothered Madar again.
The End