Karñ Duryodhan: 2

Karñ Duryodhan

Gotrbhid Mahābhārat :

SHŪDRASÝ TU SAVARÑAIV NĀNYĀ BHĀRYĀ VIDHĪYATÉ

DSM Satyarthi

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Kuntī Chaturvédī lifted her legs and put them on my shoulders.

“I’m immensely grateful to you, Durgesh. You brought our eldest son, Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī, back to me. The historical Kuntī could never get her son back.”

“The historical Kuntī didn’t have the courage necessary. You have.” I said gravely.

“Why the hell Suyodhan Sharmā have come here?”

“He wants to keep Karñ in his favor. After all, they are friends still now. Suyodhan Sharmā helped Karñ when he needed his help very much.”

“Nevertheless it wasn’t because Suyodhan Sharmā sympathized with Karñ. It was because he hated Pāndav Chaturvédīs very much. Suyodhan Sharmā couldn’t bear the glory of our Pāndav Chaturvédī sons.” Kuntī Chaturvédī said somewhat curtly.

I smiled.

Pāndav Chaturvédīs or Pāndav Sharmās Kuntī Chaturvédī?”

Chapter 3

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1.  Commentary on Ved

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3. On Islam

4. On History

5. Science Fiction

6.  Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

7. Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

Karñ Duryodhan: 1

Karñ Duryodhan

Gotrbhid Mahābhārat :

SHŪDRASÝ TU SAVARÑAIV NĀNYĀ BHĀRYĀ VIDHĪYATÉ

DSM Satyarthi

Chapter 1

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī wasn’t surprised even a bit when Suyodhan Sharmā visited him.

Ignoring protocol, Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī himself boarded the ship.

He wore a holographic identity card.

It displayed his handsome unbearded face with remarkable fidelity, and underneath it was his name,

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī,

President,

Sharma  Brahm Indrprasth Creations ,’

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī still had a fresh and easygoing look and manner.

He stared about the ship with clear amazement.

“How did you get down this fast, Suyodhan Sharma, my friend? We weren’t expecting you for two hours.”

“It’s a new model ship,” said Suyodhan SHARMA, with non-committal politeness.

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī stepped into the pilot room and said at once,

“Gravitic?”

“With alternative Eīshān Vaigyānik arrangements.” Suyodhan Sharma said tonelessly.

He wasn’t foolish enough to deny anything that was so obvious.

Besides, he expressly wanted to impress Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī that he too can get from HVSI what the Sharma Brahm Indrprasth Creations get.

He wasn’t a damn fool enough to trust Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī that he would still remain loyal to his friendship.

Yes, he said with his Presidency on Sharma Brahm Indrprasth Creations, Sharma Brahm Indrprasth Creations would never fight against Sharma Brahm Hastināpur Creations.

But why should she?

With Durgesh Jījū and Arjun Sharma with her, why Sharma Brahm Indrprasth Creations would need ever to attack on Sharma Brahm Hastināpur Creations?

It was  a wrong decision to divide Sharma Brahm Hastināpur Creations into Sharma Brahm Hastināpur Creations and Sharma Brahm Indrprasth Creations.

Sharma Brahm Hastināpur Creations, thus, lost the unimaginable Eīshān Vaigyānik warriors Arjun Sharma, and Bhīmvipr Sharma.

His ever infamous maternal uncle, Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr, never understood the importance of Arjun Sharma, and Bhīmvipr Sharma in these Eīshān Vaigyānik days, in this Eīshān Vaigyānik era.

Hey Bhagvān, how the morals changed so fast.

Polygamy replaced monogamy fastly.

Yet, LGBT also spread tremendously and cuckolding consequently.

It wasn’t limited to Pseudo Musalmīn now.

Even so many traditional Brāhmañs were suffering from it, so many Savarñs too.

Suyodhan Sharma was surprised that the Shūdrāntyaj Hindus were least suffering from it.

The cuckold life was a normal life for the LGBT now.

They were even proud of it.

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī smiled.

“Very interesting. We hear of them but we never see them somehow. Motors in the hull?”

“That’s so.” Suyodhan Sharma said.

Eīshān Vaigyānik Motors too?”

Eīshān Vaigyānik Motors too.”

Bachhalyā Brahmkanyās Bachhalyā Brahmāñīs?”

“Hell, nope! They fail miserably. Hopeless entirely.”

“I see. Ashvinātam?”

“We haven’t another option. Bachhalyā Brahmkanyās Bachhalyā Brahmāñīs Yantrs are suitable optimum only in building families and running the administration in constructive manner. They don’t accept any cunning strategy even, while ashvinātam Yantr work smoothly everywhere.”

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī looked at the computer.

“Computer circuits, likewise?”

“That’s so.” Suyodhan Sharma said.

“Oh, well, what I need to complete the formalities is the ships documentation. You know, despite my election result that I’m to lead Sharma Brahm Indrprasth Creations as her new President, we are still friends. The opposition can raise hell if there’s any security lapse whatsoever.”

“I understand,” Suyodhan Sharma said gravely.

Kuntī Chaturvédī was smarter than others were, all of them thought.

“It’s great that a Chaturvédī, Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī, is the new President of a Sharma Brahm Creations.” Suyodhan Sharma smiled to ease the high political tension somewhat.

The original Kuntī of Dvāpar era could never succeed in bringing back her eldest pre-marital son, Karñ, in her favor.

He died fighting for Duryodhan.

But Kuntī Chaturvédī had learned her lesson from it.

She also gave birth to a son before she was married.

She also abandoned him.

Yet, Kuntī Chaturvédī managed to watch him on her own yacht, traveling beside her son.

She knew where her son, Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī, was.

She managed to be friend of Rādhā, Adhirath’s wife, and kept an eye on her son constantly.*

Kuntī Chaturvédī put her beautiful nude Chaturvédī Brāhmañ legs on my equally nude shoulders.

She herself arched her waist, elevated it to receive my Bachhalyā penetration.

She had vowed not to let the world war, Mahābhārat again.

It was the Infinite Brāhm Kalp now, its everfirst Satyug, Sanā Kr’tyug.

She was worried that Gāndhārī Mukherjī Dīdī could not explain to her brother, Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr, that Shakuni was a failed person despite all his shrewdness and smartness.

Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr was still following Shakuni.

He didn’t believe that Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī would still work for his ever ambitious Bhānjā, Suyodhan Sharma.

I penetrated Kuntī Chaturvédī.

It was a Yogdarshan now that I should use Bachhalyā Brahmkanyā Bachhalyā Brahmāñī Yantr for creative and constructive affirmations and transmissions.

It’s more appropriate than Ashvinātam Yantr is even for creative and constructive affirmations and transmissions.

“You are keeping watch on Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī, Durgesh?”

“Don’t worry, Kuntī Chaturvédī,” I smiled, “Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī isn’t your son alone. I’m too his real father. I too love my son.”

Kuntī Chaturvédī constricted her Chaturvédī Brāhmañ vaginal muscles around my entirely immersed ever creative ever constructive Bachhalyā Shaft.

Suyodhan Sharma is your responsibility.”

“Okay,”

“I’m afraid of the original Mahābhārat Time Cycle.”

“We are successfully changing it, darling,” I reassured her, “You’ve visited the ultimately improved Trétā now yourself. Has Kaikéyī succeeded? Has Mantharā succeeded?”

“Well, it took too many time slits however,”

“It was necessary.”

“I understand. Yet I wonder often how many time slits our Mahābhārat Time Cycle itself would require to make it entirely ineffective.”*

Suyodhan Sharma touched Pāndu Sharma’s feet.

Pāndu Sharma hugged him.

“How’s my ever smart nephew?”

Eīshānasýānugraham, Pitr’výshrī,” Suyodhan Sharma smiled politely.

Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī also bent to touch Pāndu Sharma’s feet, but Pāndu Sharma stopped her as soon as she bent.

“No, my child,” Pāndu Sharma hugged her; “You are my daughter in law, not less than my own daughter herself. You don’t need it,”

Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī expressed her respect to Pāndu Sharma, nevertheless.

Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī was shrewder than Suyodhan Sharma even.

She had vowed not to let Suyodhan Sharma influenced by Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr’s dirty politics.

It was her own idea that they should visit Sharma Brāhmañ Indrprasth Creations.

Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī enjoyed sex with me in front of Suyodhan Sharma.

She had numerous beautiful Musalmān girlfriends that she allowed Suyodhan Sharma to have sex with, even when Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī and I were enjoying sex.

“The damnfool,” Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī used to say scornfully, “He hates me for my comparatively inherent Brāhmañ coldness for sex. He loves to have sex with my beautiful Musalmān girlfriends instead wildly.”

“Beware of Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr, however,” I had warned her enjoying sex with Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī gently, yet passionately, she needed my masculine Bachhalyā love very much, “Most of the Musalmān girlfriends you have are Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr’s commandos and duly trained professional secret agents.”

“I know. My father is a Tripāŧhī Brāhmañ, but my Ammī is a Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān that left Saåūdī Årab when Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan wasn’t her President.” Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī smiled, “She deliberately married me with Suyodhan Sharma because she wanted the original Time Cycle of Mahābhārat not let to repeat. She knew neither Suyodhan Sharma nor his rest of the ninety-nine younger brothers do understand what Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr is after.”

I smiled.

“You are prepared for them?”

“Sure, but Ammī wants me only to act on what you allow me to. She thinks you are yourself adamant not to let any inter Creations war happen. It’s better to work under your strategy, instead of devising our own that may conflict with what you are already acting on.”

Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī was straddling me.

She was a Brahm Padminī.

She never needed very much sex to satisfy her sexual needs.

Generally, until I was aroused, she had already had her orgasm.

It was the real reason why most Brāhmañs never wanted to marry Brahm Padminīs, despite their ever-incredible immense beauty.*

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī watched all present.

Suyodhan Sharmā hadn’t come there without any particular purpose.

However, Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī wasn’t worried of Suyodhan Sharmā.

He knew very well without Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī, Suyodhan Sharmā was nothing more than a puppet of Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr, nothing else.

It was Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr actually that convinced Suyodhan Sharmā to surrender his immensely beautiful Tripāŧhī Brāhmañ wife, Bhānumatī Tripāŧhī, to me.

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī went through the full ritual of greeting, exchanged stroking remarks without meaning, and offered food and drink.

Through all of this, no mention was made of the outsider and no notice was taken of her.

It was only when the preliminaries were finished and when all were seated that Vaishālī Upādhyāý was introduced.

She was sitting a little farther from the center than the others.

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī knew her importance very well even if the others didn’t.

Even Arjun Sharmā was induced by a lady robot, Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah.

Vaishālī Upādhyāý said,

“Mr. President,” without holding out his hand.

Then with an offhand nod, she said,

“And, of course, I have met Suyodhan Sharmā.”

Suyodhan Sharmā’s smile did not waver at the touch of insolence in Vaishālī Upādhyāý’s voice.

Durgesh’s one more ever arrogant Brahmghođī!” Suyodhan Sharmā murmured himself contemptuously, “One more ever useless immensely beautiful Brahm Padminī!”

Vaishālī Upādhyāý heard it.

Yet instead of being angry, she smiled triumphantly at Suyodhan Sharmā.

She wasn’t worried of him even a bit.

Durgesh was ever unconquerable, she knew very well.

Suyodhan Sharmā avoided meeting her eyes.

Her triumphant smile broadened more.

Suyodhan Sharmā was clearly uncomfortable now.

He remembered his first meeting with Vaishālī Upādhyāý.

His younger brother, Sushāsan Sharmā, had informed him,

“Vaishālī Upādhyāý wants to meet you, Bro.”

Durgesh’s extremely beautiful Brahmghođī?”

“Every Brahm Padminī is extremely beautiful and Durgesh’s Brahmghođī now without even a single exception, I think.”  Sushāsan Sharmā smiled contemptuously.

“I know,” Suyodhan Sharmā said furiously, “Brahm Padminī Brahm Jagdambā Act. Padminī Bhārgav.”

“It’s better this way, Brother.” Sushāsan Sharmā said, “They are useless for us. None of them can satisfy us sexually ever. Padminī Bhārgav Dīdī hasn’t done a marvelous thing for Brahm Padminīs only. It’s equally marvelous for us traditional Brāhmañs too.”

“I know, I know.” Suyodhan Sharmā somewhat curtly, “Yet it’s still true that ‘sabten kaŧhin jāti apmānā’. ‘The humiliation of an entire community is hardest to bear ever’.”

“Dādā, we must be practical, I think.” Nikumbh Sharmā supported his elder brother, Sushāsan Sharmā, “Remember please, for Bhagvān’s sake, how unsatisfied we were when our extremely beautiful Brahm Padminī wives were with us. They had their orgasms even before we were ready for them. We had to go to our Musalmān lady slaves to satisfy us sexually. Please, Dādā, it’s better this way, I say.”

“Okay, okay.” Suyodhan Sharmā surrendered.

Vaishālī Upādhyāý found Suyodhan Sharmā not as bad as his reputation was.

It was said that Suyodhan Sharmā was the man behind the partition of Sharma Brahm Hastināpur Creations.

He never accepted that Yudhishŧhir Sharmā, Bhīmvipr Sharmā, Arjun Sharmā, Nakul Sharmā and Sahdév Sharmā were his uncle, Pāndu Sharmā’s sons.

He never accepted that they were Sharmās even.

He claimed they were Bachhalyās instead.

Their real father was a Bachhalyā, not Pāndu Sharmā.

Suyodhan Sharmā’s smile was most noticeable, Vaishālī Upādhyāý thought.

She pushed her beautiful heavy Brāhmañ buttocks into my nude Bachhalyā lap as much as she could and felt my entire Bachhalyā shaft inside herself.

It gave Vaishālī Upādhyāý utmost security she needed very much to act normal.

Yes, her Sharīr Yantr with Durgesh wasn’t ashvinātam.

Nevertheless, Vaishālī Upādhyāý never believed in destructive means.

She was so habitual of constructive and positive means that she never found herself incapable with me inside her.

Eīshān Vigyān was certainly a wonderful science.

It provided infinite security to the lovemaking couple if the man participating in it was properly Shaktimān.

There wasn’t any requirement from the woman.

She must only know how to use the wonderful science.

Suyodhan Sharmā smiled again.

It was again the most noticeable smile.

Wide and apparently unforced.

It revealed his teeth, prominent, white and well shaped.

“Ah, it is Ms. Vaishālī Upādhyāý, the famous politician from HVSI, who has come to our little Creations to show that I am a dreadful villain, as worst as the historical Duryodhan of Mahābhārat. May I plead that the historical Duryodhan of Mahābhārat never allowed his friend, Karñ, to join his brothers. I do have. And I am not angry with Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī on it. I am visiting his Creations, instead.”

Vaishālī Upādhyāý smiled patronizingly.

She said nothing.

What, the hell, was the use?

Suyodhan Sharmā himself was a politician of today.

No politician ever accepted his mistakes, neither in thinking nor in doing.

“Come in, come in.” Suyodhan Sharmā continued, “You are welcome, Ms. Vaishālī Upādhyāý. I am sorry if my able aide, my younger brother, Sushāsan Sharmā, gave you the impression that I would be unavailable here on Sharma Brahm Indrprasth Creations politically as I am only a guest here. He is a cautious fellow. He is a great deal more concerned about my time and strategy than I myself am.”

Suyodhan Sharmā stepped one side as Vaishālī Upādhyāý walked in with me behind her.

We both were on our knees, as we didn’t live on oxygen.

We lived on the penetrations of our lovemaking.

Suyodhan Sharmā and the likewise people never believed it.

They claimed it was the rudest way of their humiliation from us.

The Pseudo Musalmīn supported them in their stand.

They also were suffering from our Ashvinātam Sharīr Yantrs.

Vaishālī Upādhyāý said melodically,

“Sorry, your younger brother’s request to project my single body thoroughly clad in clothes was regretted. I need my living energy more here on Sharma Brahm Indrprasth Creations to function properly. Sharma Brahm Indrprasth Creations doesn’t live on lovemaking still now, as Sharma Brahm Hastināpur Creations doesn’t too.”

“Sorry, Ma’am. Our Brāhmañ culture doesn’t allow it.”

“I am too a Brāhmañ, Suyodhan Sharmā.”

“Yes, Ma’am. I know. Nevertheless, your husband is not a Brāhmañ. He is a Bachhalyā.”

I smiled sophisticated.

“Both the Creations, Sharma Brahm Hastināpur Creations and Sharma Brahm Indrprasth Creations, are suffering in this way from the ever curable disease, Death. Have you ever thought of it, Suyodhan Sharmā?”

Suyodhan Sharmā didn’t waver even a bit.

Instead, he smiled pleasantly.

“We aren’t Bachhalyās, Durgesh. We are Brāhmañs.”

“I see.”

“You must, sir.” Sushāsan Sharmā helped his elder brother, “We accept we Brāhmañs are still incapable to project ourselves Immortals, Eternals. Yet you must see we the Brāhmañs, have always sacrificed ourselves Janébhyah, for the people.”

“The Bachhalyās never believe in self sacrifice.” Suyodhan Sharmā said, “In your own words you Bachhalyās believe in ‘tén tyaktén bhunjīthāh’. However, I don’t see any ‘tyaktén’. I see  ‘bhunjīthāh’ only, as far as you Bachhalyās are concerned. ‘Chodnā laxañārtho Dharmah’ I think. ‘Sexual intercourse is the symbol and aim of Dharm, Religion’.”

“Any objection?” I asked gravely.

“Certainly not.” Suyodhan Sharmā smiled triumphantly, “We Brāhmañs believe in ‘Brahmcharyéñ tapasā dévā mr’tyumapāghnat’ more.”*

Vaishālī Upādhyāý watched them contemptuously.

“Sexual intercourse is the ‘Brahmcharý Tap’, Suyodhan Sharmā, yén dévā mr’tyumapāghnat’. Nothing else.”

We had stepped in.

The door closed behind us.

Suyodhan Sharmā gestured us jovially to a well-upholstered armchair, taking himself another one.

Vaishālī Upādhyāý noticed both Suyodhan Sharmā and Sushāsan Sharmā glanced with a moment’s disapproval of our ‘Brahmcharý Tap’, our Sexual intercourse.

Even their younger brother, Nikumbh Sharmā, wasn’t any different.

Vaishālī Upādhyāý looked at them angrily.

“Boys,” she said curtly, “Don’t you have your Inter Creations manners?”

“Sorry, Ma’am.” Suyodhan Sharmā said as politely as he could make it, “Yet, it would have been better if you had summoned us to HVSI Embassy. It was more comfortable for us.”

Vaishālī Upādhyāý cooed deliberately,

Durgesh had also suggested the same thing, boys. Nevertheless, I myself rejected the idea.”

“That’s the real problem.” Suyodhan Sharmā groaned, “Our own womankind is more insistent to humiliate us Brāhmañs than the comparatively more reasonable and more sophisticated Bachhalyās.”

“The Pseudo Musalmīn complain in the same way about their Musalmān womankind.” Vaishālī Upādhyāý smiled, “Why are you traditional Brāhmañs also imitating the Pseudo Musalmīn? You aren’t terrorists as the Pseudo Musalmīn are.”

Suyodhan Sharmā looked at her, scrutinizing.

He suspected now himself.

Was he really right?

Could Vaishālī Upādhyāý really not be what she and Durgesh claim to be?

Whether traditional Brāhmañs are right?

Whether his maternal uncle, Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr, is right?

No woman could be as shameless ever as Durgesh and his ever shameless women claim to be?

Why Durgesh’s women don’t have any flaw ever at all?

Why on the name of Lord Brahmā are they so perfect?

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī also had the same opinion until he hadn’t joined his younger brothers.

Karñ Kauntéý Chaturvédī  too claimed that Durgesh doesn’t have infinite bodies at all.

Neither Durgesh could be genuine nor his entirely flawless women whether they are Muslimāt or Brahmkanyās and Brahmāñīs.

They, entirely all of them must be humanoid robots, none else.

That’s why they can always perform such miracles.

But then was Aunt Shékħzādī Al Sābirah too a lady robot only?

Was Shékħzādī Al Sābirah, his ever-cunning aunt, too not a human being?

Suyodhan Sharmā couldn’t believe it.

No lady robot could be as selfish ever as his aunt Shékħzādī Al Sābirah was.

She had cuckolded her husband, Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabīr, perfectly.

No lady robot could hurt a human being to such extent ever.

It was absolutely impossible for a positronic mind.

The three laws of Robotics state:

‘A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.’

‘A robot must obey the orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the first law.’

‘A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the first or second law.’

Chapter 2

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After She Burned Herself: 1

After She Burned Herself

After Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī Burned Herself

DSM Satyarthi

Chapter 1

First Information

I could not believe what they reported.
Prajāpatipati Dax Brahmāputr could not go to this extent.
Yes, he was angry with me.
Nevertheless, Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī was his daughter.
Wasn’t she?
She could not burn herself on some trivial matter.
It wasn’t her character.
Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī was the one that started a new Kalp, BrāhmKalp.
She was a revolutionary.
She married me against my decision that she should wait somewhat.
Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī couldn’t wait.
She refused to wait.
And now she burned herself?
Because she hated her body for it was given to her by Prajāpatipati Dax Brahmāputr?
Hadn’t I told her our parents were not actually those who gave us our bodies?
Our bodies were given to us by Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā Himself.
Then why Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī still hated her body?
Moreover, to the extent that she burned it producing fire from her Yogbal, Brāhmbal?
It was very difficult for me to control myself.
Yet, it was necessary to confirm the news from Vishishŧarshi Devarshi Nārad Brahmāputr.

I closed my eyes and remembered Vishishŧarshi Devarshi Nārad Brahmāputr.
Ityākarñý vachastasý svagañānām vachah prabhuh,
Sasmār Nāradam sarvam gyātum tachcharitam laghu.’
̶ Shiv Mahāpurāñ: Rudrsamhitā: Satīkhand: 32|15

Vishishŧarshi Devarshi Nārad Brahmāputr was the elder brother of Prajāpatipati Dax Brahmāputr.
Nevertheless, Prajāpatipati Dax Brahmāputr was so against Vishishŧarshi Devarshi Nārad Brahmāputr that he had even cursed him breaking even the ever-moral eternal system of respecting one’s elder brother however disagree one was with him:
Mā bhrātā bhrātaram dvixanmā svasāramut svasā,
Samyanchah savratā bhūtvā vācham vadat bhadrayā
.’
̶ Ved: 4 Atharv Ved: 3|30|3
Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā has ordered brothers in this mantr:
1. Not to fight with each other.
2. Be accordant with each other.
3. Try your best to follow identical courses
4. Speak words benignly

Prajāpatipati Dax Brahmāputr violated each of these four
orders of Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā even.
It was a tragedy that he still was the Prajāpatipati, the chairman of the presidents.

Vishishŧarshi Devarshi Nārad Brahmāputr watched me carefully.
He could not decide how to break my illusion that my utmost dear wife, Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī, was still alive.
He himself wasn’t certain.
It could have been hypnotism, Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī’s māyā, illusion created by the BrāhmKalp Nirmātrī, BrahmJagdambā, Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī, only.
Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī can never commit suicide.
It was a mahāpāp, a great sin.
She was the person that made the entire Brahmarshi Sadan decide against Param Purush himself.
Param Brahmarshi Bhagvān Bhr’gu asked,
“Durgesh, may I ask it’s your own conclusion or a yogdarshan?”
“Pitr’Brahmarshi,” I said gravely, “Of course, it is my own conclusion. I never said it’s a yogdarshan.”
“Is there any Mantr that stops us from what Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī is proposing?”
“Certainly not.” My ever brilliant, ever revolutionary, wife, Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī, smiled cunningly, triumphantly even somewhat, “Instead, Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā has ordered to be GOTRBHID. Every Dvij must himself/herself destroy her Gotr. Otherwise, s/he isn’t born twice completely. His/her rebirth is still incomplete. Pitr’Brahmarshi, isn’t it a fact that of various reasons one reason you asked for your own daughters is that you wanted to destroy your own Brahmgarv, your own Brāhmañ Pride?”
Param Brahmarshi Bhagvān Bhr’gu smiled at me.
“I’m sorry to disagree with you, Durgesh, but your wife is right.”
“I’m still against the proposal that no Brāhmañ can marry a BrahmKanyā anymore. Only a Bachhalyā is the optimum husband for her. It’s an intervention in her ‘Svayamvar Adhikār’. Even Brahmarshi Sadan doesn’t have any such right. Let a BrahmKanyā herself decide whom she should marry with. She can marry a Bachhalyā if she wants to, she can marry a Brāhmañ if she wants to.”
“Sure,” Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī said sweetly, yet ironically, “She can marry a traditional Brāhmañ even if she wants to. Isn’t it, my dear husband?”
“Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī,” I was indignant somewhat.
“Isn’t it?” Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī asked me curtly.
“Yes,”
“So that he could make her a BrahmApsarā?”
“Every traditional Brāhmañ isn’t Hirañý Kashipu.” I said curtly.
“But every Bachhalyā is Not Hirañý Kashipu, neither he’d ever be.”
“How the hell can you guarantee that?”
“Since I revolted against Brāhmañ Administration, how many years have passed, Durgesh?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never counted. I never paid any attention to it.”
“Yet, we BrahmJagdambās are infinite now and we have projected our infinite Bachhalyā sons, haven’t we?”
“Sure,”
“Tell this Brahmarshi Sadan the name of even a single Bachhalyā that allowed any BrahmKanyā, or Brahmāñī even, to be a BrahmApsarā? I dare you, even a single one.”

I watched her amused.

“What does it mean?”

“It means we BrahmJagdambās are careful not to let our Bachhalyā sons do anything to allow a BrahmKanyā or Brahmāñī  to be a BrahmApsarā. They are watching every BrahmKanyā and Brahmāñī  carefully.”*

Sāvitrī looked at Saraswatī.

“I can’t believe it, it is so absurd that…”

“Nārad should have never said it,” Ādi BrahmJagdambā Saraswatī said, “I think it’s a part of Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī’s strategy.”

“Ādi BrahmJagdambā,”

“I don’t think Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī has burned herself. It’s a Mahāpāp, one of the greatest sins to end one’s own life. Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī would never do it, Sāvitrī.”

“I agree with you, but the entire Rudrgañ have reported to Param Purush they witnessed the incidence.”

Satī Dāxāyañī Brahmāpautrī is perfectly capable to show them whatsoever she wanted to. She wanted to punish her father, Prajāpatipati Dax Brahmāputr.”

Sāvitrī was horrified,

“Ādi BrahmJagdambā,”

“Horrified?” Saraswatī smiled.

“You are smiling?” Sāvitrī said.

Nārad is my son, Sāvitrī. Yet, he is the Vishishŧharshi Hindu Vishv now. I can’t believe everything he reports. He is liable to report truth only to Param Purush, to none else.”

“You mean what Vishishŧarshi Devarshi Nārad Brahmāputr says isn’t believable at all?” Sāvitrī was suddenly very pleased.

Ādi BrahmJagdambā Saraswatī smiled patronizing her.

“I didn’t say that, Sāvitrī.”

“Ādi BrahmJagdambā! Now you are confusing me, instead of telling me the truth.” Sāvitrī complained.

“Never, Sāvitrī.” Ādi BrahmJagdambā Saraswatī said gravely, “The fact is I myself don’t know why my son,  Nārad Brahmāputr, has prophesied that if you marry Satywān, he’d die.”

“He didn’t say that, Ādi BrahmJagdambā.” Sāvitrī contradicted Saraswatī.

“He didn’t say that?”

“Never!”

“Then what’s the problem you have?”

“He said, ‘Satywān would die. Therefore, I shouldn’t marry him.”

“How does he know Satywān would die?”

“None dared to ask him. Everyone was horrified that he may tell he had a Yogdarshan.”

“Nonsense, your parents don’t know Yogdarshan are not irrefutable?”

“I couldn’t argue with my already horrified parents, Ādi BrahmBhagwatī.”

“Why not?” Saraswatī asked curtly, “Sāvitrī, you aren’t behaving scientifically, according to ‘Dhiyo yo nah prachodayāt’ and ‘Yāthātathyatah’. Why do you want to marry Satywān if he is destined to die?”

“That’s the question, Ādi BrahmJagdambā. How one can predict someone’s death? Hasn’t Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā Himself promised in Ved, ‘Kurvannévéh karmāñi jijīvishechchhatagvong samāh?”

Chapter 2
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1. More On Hinduism

2. Commentary on Ved

3. On Islam

4. On History

5. Science Fiction

6. Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

7. Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

Al Muħammad Al Qāsim’s utmost greedy relatives

Al Muħammad Al Qāsim’s

 utmost greedy relatives

  1.    Al Nadīm Al Quddūs Al Muħammad Al Qāsim’ half/real brother
  2.     Al Safiyah Al Ghaus Al Nadīm Al Quddūs’s awfully stunning wife, a mastermind, ex hostess of Las Vegas Nevada gambling house, the real brain power against Al Waħīdah Al Tawīd and Al Muħammad Al Qāsim.
  3.        Al Zakiyah Al Qāsim, Al Muħammad Al Qāsim’s sister
  4.          Vikram Bachhalyā, Al Zakiyah Al Qāsim’s husband
  5.           Al Lubnā Al Qāsim, Al Muħammad Al Qāsim’s one more sister
  6.           Pratāp Bachhalyā, Al Lubnā Al Qāsim’s husband
  7.          Al Hudā Al Qāsim Al Hāshmī, their advocate
  8.          Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus’s friend, philosopher and guide
  9. Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s Seven Movements

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1. More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

2.Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

3. Science Fiction

4. On History

5. Commentary on Ved

6. On Hinduism

7. On Islam

Ayesha Ahmed disagrees with the Women’s High status and Privileged Position

Ayesha Ahmed disagrees

with the

Women’s High status

and Privileged Position

DSM Satyarthi

Some of my readers have taken the trouble to inform me that an article of Ayesha Ahmed is not available to them when they click the link I’ve given to them in some of my writings.

I don’t know why it is so, if it is so.

However, I copy paste that article here for their, as well as others’ benefit, as I have previously did for some of the writings of my intimate friends Khadijah Muhammad and Sidrah Ahmad:

Women’s High status and

Privileged Position

by Ayesha Ahmed : Aug 2, 2003 :

Dear sisters: How many times have you heard this claim “sisters, you should be very happy that you have a very high status and a very privileged position in our religion” by the bearded ones in the mosques?

God alone knows what high status and which privileged position they talk about….

To be declared in the holy books that we are deficient in intelligence and that most of us will go to hell for being ungrateful to our husbands; and that we will make the big majority of the hell’s population?

To be told to share the husband with three other wives and many concubines, sex slaves and captive women which his right hand posses?

To be divorced by him at the drop of a hat by just his proclaiming 3 times “I divorce you” and we not having the same right to divorce him?

Husband getting 72 perpetually virgin beautiful houris with big eyes and swelling bosoms in the paradise and we getting the same old husband and share him with the 72 voluptuous houris? (Believe me sisters; he will be so busy there with the lovely houris that the only time he will see you will be in the hallways when he is going from one houri’s room to another houri’s room).

To be disciplined by the husband, by being beaten up by him with scourge (lash) and green sticks? (Unless you are into the kinky stuff and actually enjoy the beatings)..

Being raped and then be stoned to death for reporting it because you need 4 male witnesses to prove your innocence otherwise you yourself get accused of adultery? (Your only chance of finding 4 male witnesses is that if the attacker was of very low IQ or was really drunk and attacked you in the broad daylight in front of a bunch of degenerate horny men who watched and cheered and are later willing to testify)

Being wrongly accused of adultery by a conniving husband and be stoned for it because he does not need 4 male witnesses if he swears 4 times himself?

Being married at the age of 9 years to a much older man because it is sunna? To submit to him every time he desires you even if he wants it on the back of a camel, if he gets an untimely urge? (Not recommended, you both may fall down from camel’s back during the action and sustain injuries).

Being cursed all night by thousands of angels if you refuse him even for a genuine reason? (What a boring job for angels who are assigned to watch your bedroom, always waiting for the action, unless of course they enjoy watching; in that case they have a reason to be disappointed and pissed by your refusal).

To be declared half a person as witness in court or inheriting property?

To be asked to stay at home by scriptures and only leave home if husband permits; that too fully covered by a tent like garment even if it is scorching hot (hey, sweating is good for you as it opens skin pores, besides the tent covering protects you from the hot sun and elements which keeps you fair and beautiful; sisters you need all the help you can get to compete with the other wives and concubines).

The Muslim Beauties are wooing Hindu Men FASTEST

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More from DSM Satyarthi:

1.  Commentary on Ved

2. More On Hinduism

3. On Islam

4. On History

5. Science Fiction

6.  Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

7. Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

Actually what the Western Culture is?

Actually what the Western

Culture

is?

DSM Satyarthi

There are some persons who think I am the profoundest critic of the Western Culture.

They, naturally, are surprised immensely when they find that my own standard of living, and that of my family, is itself based profoundly on Western Culture.

Only my values are Indian/Hindu.

Why so?

Because I believe in FAMILY.

Sorry, most of the Westerners have lost their family altogether, either completely or at least on the path of losing it.

I don’t want to be one of them.

I not only believe in family, I believe in United family too.

The destruction of the family in the West is the root cause of most of the crimes, madness and suicides there.

Naturally, I want to safeguard my family members, and myself too, from these quite inescapable consequences if I too blindly follow the Westerners as so many of my friends are doing in their blind imprudent enthusiasm.

The Westerners are unfortunate enough that they couldn’t safeguard their families from these ultimate destructive negative consequences.

They were gradually led to it.

How?

We can easily find out and understand it if we really want to.

The million dollar question is do we really want to find out and understand  it?

We should be at least sincere enough to admit to ourselves that most of us don’t want to do even it.

What a tragedy!

Most of us want to keep our eyes closed and continue to march ahead further in the path of destruction only because we don’t want to bring any POSITIVE change in our life style.

The fact we forget/ignore when we resort to this ever-detrimental luxury is that when we refuse to change ourselves, actually we refuse to follow our own evolution process.

We forget our evolution process is still continued.

It’s not complete yet.

Humanity is NOT the end of our evolution.

It’s only a temporary stoppage whence the journey of evolution is still continued ahead.

Our Creator hasn’t designed us to end as a human being only.

Our Creator hasn’t designed us to end as a mortal only.

Death is not an inescapable ultimate truth of life.

Most of the Westerners and their ever-blind ever-adamant supporters think every thing lies beyond our body.

Hinduism/Ved suggests us it certainly isn’t a fact.

Hinduism/Ved suggests instead everything is inside ourselves.

We can evolve ourselves even to the extent to be immortal and quite capable enough even to control the entire infinite Multiverse if we actually want it.

Our body/brain is the ultimate ever best creation, of our Creator.

If we use it properly optimum prudently, we don’t need anything outside except our sexual counterparts.

We can ourselves produce everything we need if we meditate and have our sexual counterparts with us.

Most of the Westerners/atheists do not even believe it, even if they are informed that it’s a fact.

They are, I’m sorry to inform them, but I can’t help it, childishly, incurable, negative thinkers.

They think life is not a permanent phenomenon the death is instead.

Hinduism/Ved is uncompromisingly, inflexibly, rigorously, resolutely, unwaveringly, unyieldingly, determinedly, doggedly, and absolutely against this ever detrimental negative attitude towards life.

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More from DSM Satyarthi:

1.  Commentary on Ved

2. More On Hinduism

3. On Islam

4. On History

5. Science Fiction

6.  Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

7. Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi

Commentary on Ved

from DSM Satyarthi

 

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

7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1

8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2

9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3

10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4

11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5

12. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6

13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7

14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8

15.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9

16. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 33| Mantr 1

17. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 33| Mantr 2

18. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 33| Mantr 10

19. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6

20R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20

21. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46

22. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

23. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

24. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2

25. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

26. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 26| Mantr 2

27. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

28. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

29. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

30. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

31. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

32. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 46| Mantr 2

33. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 46| Mantr 3

34. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5

35. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

36. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42

37. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 129| Mantr 7

38. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

39. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2

40. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3

41. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4

42. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1

43. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4

44. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3

45. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 31| Mantr 18

46. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr2

47Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8

48. Saamved: Mantr 1

49. Sāmved: Mantr 115

50. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

51. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

52. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

53. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

54.  Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3

55. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4

56. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6

57. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6

58. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7

59. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8

60. Atharv Ved: Kaand 4| Sookt 13| Mantr 1

61. Atharv Ved: Kaand 5| Sookt 3| Mantr 1

62. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6

63. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 4| Mantr 22

64. Atharv Ved: Kaand 11| Sookt 7| Mantr 18

65.  Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22

66. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 59

67.Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25

68. Atharv Ved: Kaand 20| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

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More from DSM Satyarthi:

1.  Commentary on Ved

2. More On Hinduism

3. On Islam

4. On History

5. Science Fiction

6.  Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

7. Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu