Shama nay kaha keh uskay ghar say chlay janay kee wajah yeh thee keh uskya abboo us say zeyadathee karna chah thaay thaay. Maira poora jism paseenay s...y bheeg gaya keh koiee bap apnee baitee kay sath zeyadthee kar saktha hay. Bap tho baityon kee izat kay rakhawalay hothay hain aur phir Shama kay abboo to molvee sahib thaay aur nehayat hee shareef admee thaay phir yeh kaissay mumken thaa. Mujhay Shama per bohat hee afsos tha. Main ghar agaiee aur saray rastay main isee soch main doobee huwee. There's bound to be mistakes during a language's early stages. As I recently found out, the magic word isn't "please". Here's how I came to that realization:Ever since my parents taught me to say "please", I'd used it as much as I could. I'd ask for a lollipop and they'd respond with "What's the magic word?" To which I said "please". Unfortunately, I realized soon enough that this word had its limits. That is, it only worked for minor things, and even then not always. I could say "please" and. Usdin moon ki light par rehithi to sab saaf saaf dikh rahatha phir maine use jese chhune ka kosish kia to mami uth geyi to main had bada kar side pe sogeya us raat to main pura dar geya tha ager subha mami ne kisiko kehdia to maira halat pura kharap ho jayega subha mujhe mami ne puchhi ki kaal raatki neend kesi thi to main samajh nehi paya ki ye kya kehna chahati hai.Phir ek din maine computer pe game khel rahatha usbaqt mami mere paas akar baith geyi or puchhne lagi kya khel reheho to maine. I remembered how her lips felt in that brief kiss, but this time we didn’t need to hurry; our mouths opened and our tongues explored each other. The psychological impact on me of kissing and caressing this beautiful woman was simply incalculable! She kissed me back just as amorously as I kissed her.When I lowered my mouth down her body to consume a nipple she groaned and mumbled out something to the effect, “Oh yes! This is what I’ve been waiting for!” Nothing like stroking a nerdy guy’s ego!.