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now Kishor and his two friends make frequent visit to each others house. Men took their position in kitchen, while helping each other they chat a lot.
Soon one of mother came to kitchen, she was happy to see her son and two of his friends in saree
talking like women in other house do. She,” Bete are you talking about your wives, now they are
in office. Now I can help.”
Soon mother of other friend joined. She said men hair need treatment. She asked her son to sit at
her feet, she opened band of her son, took long hair in her hand, just massaged it lightly, she took
a bunch in her finger smelled it deeply and said,” Hmmm your hair is smelling nice, it is long
and strong, my Bahu must be enjoying smelling it too, you are like my daughter, thanks you give
me no opportunity to grief for it, you are my lovely Beti.”
Her son,” No Maa, I am not your Beti, but your Beta who wears saree do household chores.”
His mother,” Yes, yes you are my lovely beautiful Beta. By the way do you take bath in lavender
oil 1 tbsp rose extract 3 tbsp with my other ingredients as prescribed daily.”
“ Yes, ma daily.”
Mother smell neck and arm of her son and said,” I am proud of you Beta, for your determination
of accepting womanhood, your body is clean, smelling good, it is free of any odour or hair.
Normally husbands prefer wife likethis, I hope your scent must be keeping your wife satisfied
excited always, remember the better body pain your wife gives you at night it shows how much
in love with you, always surrender your body mind soul to you, never argue, never deny always
support her, afterall she is owner breadwinner of this house.”
“ Yes ma, i am doing as you told, I am feeling satisfied happy by submitting myself to your
bahu, she is a good great woman.”
After that the woman called Kishor and made his hair a nice design braid, she thanked Kishor for
giving their son a peaceful meaningful life, she considers Kishor as her own son. She wanted to
gift Kishor a herbal pouch that will keep him smelling good although Kishor was soft good
smelling which was admired by all, it will enhance his fragrance more.
She went to pick a capped container, she tried to open it but could not open. Then she asked her
son to open, one by one the men tried to fail miserably.
Friend of Kishor,” actually my wife always opens and closes the container, you know how strong
our wives have become, she was earlier too strong but now more strong.”
Kishor,” our lives are now in secure hands beneath our wives.”
Other friend,” we should do all prayers fasting rituals for their long life and healthy happy way.”
His mother,” that is possible if you always remain healthy beautiful fit, so you can take care of
them after they return from hectic life. From your intention it is good, you are morally character
wise upright.”
Kishor,” Aa Jee Sunti Ho, Thoda kitchn aana, mera ek help chahiye.”
Bhavna was in hurry, she came to kitchen and on request of Kishor she opened the lid of jar with
2 fingers and went to her bike to go to college.”
Kishor was getting many tips from two mothers of his friends, it is said they ae as wise as they
get old with many experiences they shared. There was no barrier between men and old women as
all were in saree and feeling connected by their wifely duties, older generation served men now
their sons serving women race, but subject is same. With freeness came little more intimate
subject like physical relationship, the men admitted to their mothers that they were taken anally
by their strong Bahus. They were blushing not in shame but in pride. Old women told them how
to take anal etiquette to its peak, the men said what they have learnt from magazines online,
women told them to add some new but few important technique that women in their new
adulthood did. Soon sister of one man came to kitchen, she took a pan and placed it on stove.
Friend of Kishor,” what do you want, my dear kid sister.”
Sister,”I saw a kitchen show last night and I want to practice its recipe.”
Friend of Kishor got angry, in soft but hard tone he rebuked his sister,” I am here to take care of
kitchen, you go do your study, if you have time then watch wrestling or science or engineering
shows, no need to divert your attention to cooking show, your brother is there to look into it.
Listen my dear sister you are watching your Bhabhi, how happy she is as she earns money, rides
motorcycle and a man to serve her. Do not you want to marry a man who love to wear saree
serve you take care of your mother, you ride bike take a career rather than you stay at your home
as simple housewife getting rejected by your in laws. Please listen to me, your Bhabhi is telling
to me after we earn much we will purchase a home, she wants that I will stay with her mother
and leave this house , I am temporary staying here, my Mom also agreed to her after all I am
ParayaDhaan after marriage, your Bhabhi and her mother will dictate my life, I will come and
visit you few times,but I can not serve you forever, ofcourse your Bhabhi will send you money to
keep you happy and enough for you both. But one issue is who will take care of house and
protect it, it is your Bhabhi who was riding bike taking care of small external needs, like grocery
marketing. In her absence it will be you who will ride bike. It will be you who will protect the
house. This year I will tie Rakhi on your hand, it will be your duty to protect me from evils.”
His mother interrupted,” Yes Beti, your brother is ParayaDhaan, I have given his hand to your
Bhabhi’s hand now she an dher mother is his owner. I want you grow up strong like your Bhabhi
and get a man submissive sweet docile like your brother. He will serve us both. Have you learnt
bik eriding yet, your Bhabhi was asking me as she will gift you a brand new Yamaha FZ bike to
you as Rakhi gift for this year from your brother’s side. Have you learnt it, I have been sitting on
your Bhabhi’s bike, my dream is that I sit on your bike, my daughter’s bike.”
Friend of Kishor,” Yes, sister I want to sit on your bike, I will make my next Rakhi marketing on
my little sister’s bike, I will hold your waist so you are strong and protective, my saree swiping
your sweats, whole market i want to roam wearing saree on my little strong sister’s bike.”
Sister,” yes, i want to too, i was stupid to watch those girly cooking show that are for housewives
not for astrong girl like me, I want to be strong, but bhabhi has less time to teach me, she is tired
and she has a lot of job to do, she does all finance planning, marketing etc, she also works very
hard.”
Friend Of kishor,” I will tell your Bhabhi to teach you bike ride in early morning, I know you
can handle it in 7 days, I know you are much more capable.”
“ who says my Nanand is weak, she is strong more capable than me, my Saasu Maa is really
lucky to get a such a daughter like her, she is really a gem, I will teach her bike ride, no need to
go far away, the front road is suficient.” Was the voice of a strong woman, all looked to see it
was wife of Kishor’s friend.
Kishor’s friend,”Jee you returned so quick, I am getting you water.”
He gave his wife a glass of water which she gulped in one go, she said,” yes, I got information
that my next courier consignment will come in next 8 hour, that too I have to deliver out of city
in next day, it will be a long journey 500 km from here. The company entrusted me it is a some
medical device, they are happy with my recent services.”
Kishor’s friend,” I am proud of my wife, but it is a long journey, tomorrow is Karvachauth, you
have been doing it for me for long time, it is my first after accepting our roles, I will go with
you.”
His wife smiled lifted her husband and kissed gently said,” My dear saree wearing husband, do
you underestimate your wife’s power. I will leave at night and return at morning. I do not want to
spoil my husband’s beautiful face when he will break his fast watching me, how can I miss such
a grand day. Have faith, I know you are anxious, but you must keep faith on your sindur and
mangalsutra, it will protect me always.”
Kishor,” our wives always keep us binding on their words before they were wearing saree after
we are wearing saree.”
Wife of Kishor’s friend,” so is my lovely Nanand is ready to learn bike from now, why late in
good job, I have many times now and I can rest plentily before my journey.”
Sister of kishor’s friend,” Bhabhi now, yes I am excited.”
Wife of Kishor’s friend,” my dear nanand go change to jeans tshirt so you can easily learn, oho I
forgot you do not have any jeans, then you can wear only underwear to learn. Just wear your
panty, my shirt will cover upto your thighs.”
Mother of Kishor’s friend,” Beti, now your Bhabhi is your teacher, touch her feet to get blessed,
she will be your bacon in your life, just follow her guidance.”
Wife of kishor’s friend,” No Maa, she is my Nanand, just like my friend, her place is my heart,
we sisters just hug each other, she will be my biking sister, my bikerni saheli, i will discuss with
her freely, only my husband can touch my feet, I have right to bless him.”
Saying both hugged. Kishor’s friend’s sister came wearing her Bhabhi’s long shirt just above her
panty. Both Nanand and Bhabhi went downstair, street in front of them. Kishor his two friends,
and their two mothers stood in balcony to watch how the little 7 year girl will tame the mighty
bike Yamaha RX 100 most notorious for its high acceleration which most men can not handle
easily and give up.
Bhabhi sat on back, little Nanad on front seat, it was little exciting with anxiety , tension. Her
Bhabhi could sense it and she gently tapped her little nanand’s arm to give her assurance that she
is in safe hand. Little girl just took deep breath. Her bhabhi just gave quick info about bike ABC(
Accelerator, Brake, Clause) the three Gods of any vehicle. She also informed about how to do
gear change. Specially when to do gear change. Now the Nanand under able supervision of her
Bhabhi’s sensible wise smooth advise kicked the bike to its roar form, without changing any gear
in neutral position she just rotated accelerator to its peak, the bike roared to its peak with
vibration, Bhabhi told her Nanand to feel the vibration not to fear it, how excitation it gives, feel
that even it is mighty beast who is ready to unleashed at full throttle but it is servant to small girl,
how a small girl tame it under her foot and hand, ofcourse it gave good vibration to her thighs
like a massage machine. For 5 minutes both Nanand and Bhabhi enjoyed high volume sound.
Then Nanand slowed accelerator to keep roaring bike to near silence, then she did tuning of
sound with accelrator for more twenty minutes, she was satisfied, then she adjusted clutch with
accelrator to hear smooth sound of vehicle. She did it for 10 more minutes. Kishor and other 2
men with their mothers watching very carefully from balcony what is going on. Then Bhabhi
told her dear lovely nanand to change to 1st gear and roll on.
Ahaa|| the little 7 year girl was in cloud 9 when in 1st gear she rolled bike for 1
time with no jerk
hump or stopping. Kishor was amazed, although he has given up riding bike he used to ride in
college much before, it took him nearly 5 month to smooth operate the bike in 1
st
st
gear. But now
with awe mouth men wathced, 7year girl with her revered dear bhabhi in back as guide moved
the bike. Kishor told that it is teaching method that matters, girl in 20 minute took time to
understand how bike noise shows its smooth operating behaviour and how to control sound by
acclerator and clutch combination indirectly monitor bike behaviour. Now she is much more
comfortable than regular one, the girl slowly gathered speed and changed the gear, her bhabhi
constantly reminded her about brake, she instructed her to stop, slow, fast lik ethis, girl was now
fully confident, in 1 hour girl took ride comfortably. Now the bike moved from their street to
other street to main road in less busy route till the men could see from balcony, then bike
disappeared in moderate traffic road. The 7 year girl got round of applause from onlookers who
encouraged more, she could feel how prestige her Bhabhi is getting when she rides bike, it is no
less achievement now she has to perform it in study and sports like her Bhabhi, may be she can
surpass her.
The girl’s mother was elited, she asked her son to prepare aarti for her daughter’s success. The
three men rushed to room to prepare all process. With sound of bike at their gate the men in saree
worshipped bike , they blew cronch. The little girl hugged her brother and said,” Thank you
brother to get me such a nice Bhabhi and get her freedom so she could ride bikes freely and
teach me, for her now I can ride bike, I could see how amazed people are , they respect me. I
love you my Brother and Bhabhi.”
Her Bhabhi said,” I have told you Maa ji she has more potential than me, what it took me 7 days
she did in 1 hour. She is absolutely genius, she is good at studies not like me more bright. You
are luckiest mother to hold her in womb. She is a star.”
The proud mother huuged her Bahu,” Bahu I am proud because I have a strong dominant
determinant breadwinner Bahu like you.”
Girl’s Bhabhi laughed and said,” Now as your daughter is reliable why not get her married.”
Girl,” yes, Bhabhi sure I want a boy like my brother who wears saree blouse take care of us, he
will wear saree, I will take him in bike ride, he will wear my mangalsutra and if he does not treat
my family well or serve them I will kick his butt.”
Mother,” Hold on my daughter, you have lot of study is there and of course you are underage,
but I appreciate your progressive thought. Bahu now you can take my son to your home .”
Girl’s bhabhi,” No Maa ji, I am still your Bahu, i do not want to part from you. Yes My mother
is getting ill and due to low income of my brother and barbarian tortous nature of my Bhabhi she
is suffering. I am thinking my salary will increase , I will take next vacant flat near to us. Me and
your son and my Mom will stay there. You and my newly biker girl Nanand will stay in our
current flat. Your son will have no problem to look after both houses, rather he is a great
homemaker than I could ever imagine. He will take care of my ill mother well so for you too.”
Mother,” Bahu you are a super fine woman, you are great Bahu and daughter too. You will be a
great mother too.”
Girl’s Bhabhi,” Maa ji, now I want to focus on my career. In one month our company is going
for expansion, so I have to learn new soft skills computer programming business management, so
in one month I will be busy apart from job I will study, so I will get less time, now I can not
think of motherhood, even I can opt for surrogacy rather I will enjoy motherhood freely, I want
to experience what a normal woman goes through.”
Her Saasu Maa really liked her idea, she said,” Now you are tired, take rest, Beta serve food to
your wife.”
Soon other bike approached it was Bhavna, she was relaxed pleasant smile. She also praised the
girl for her 1
st
bike ride after hearing she rode it.
Bhavna,” you are lucky to be born among free spirit era, in our time it was a lot of tough time,
we secretly learnt fearing society . do not waste the opportunity.”
The girl,” aunty.” Bhavna interupted,” comeon I am not your mother’s age, call me Bhabhi, do I
look aunty to you.”
The girl gulped and said,” OK Bhabhi my Bhaiya Bhabhi always praise you, thanks to you we
are in such position, you are pioneer to us.”
Soon the third woman in bike came, she after hearing everything hugged the girl. Soon all went
inside the house where men served food to 3 women, mothers and th egirl, they gulped it all.
After that their left over eaten by men, as rooms were less men slept in one room, women in
other.
Soon one of mother came to kitchen, she was happy to see her son and two of his friends in saree
talking like women in other house do. She,” Bete are you talking about your wives, now they are
in office. Now I can help.”
Soon mother of other friend joined. She said men hair need treatment. She asked her son to sit at
her feet, she opened band of her son, took long hair in her hand, just massaged it lightly, she took
a bunch in her finger smelled it deeply and said,” Hmmm your hair is smelling nice, it is long
and strong, my Bahu must be enjoying smelling it too, you are like my daughter, thanks you give
me no opportunity to grief for it, you are my lovely Beti.”
Her son,” No Maa, I am not your Beti, but your Beta who wears saree do household chores.”
His mother,” Yes, yes you are my lovely beautiful Beta. By the way do you take bath in lavender
oil 1 tbsp rose extract 3 tbsp with my other ingredients as prescribed daily.”
“ Yes, ma daily.”
Mother smell neck and arm of her son and said,” I am proud of you Beta, for your determination
of accepting womanhood, your body is clean, smelling good, it is free of any odour or hair.
Normally husbands prefer wife likethis, I hope your scent must be keeping your wife satisfied
excited always, remember the better body pain your wife gives you at night it shows how much
in love with you, always surrender your body mind soul to you, never argue, never deny always
support her, afterall she is owner breadwinner of this house.”
“ Yes ma, i am doing as you told, I am feeling satisfied happy by submitting myself to your
bahu, she is a good great woman.”
After that the woman called Kishor and made his hair a nice design braid, she thanked Kishor for
giving their son a peaceful meaningful life, she considers Kishor as her own son. She wanted to
gift Kishor a herbal pouch that will keep him smelling good although Kishor was soft good
smelling which was admired by all, it will enhance his fragrance more.
She went to pick a capped container, she tried to open it but could not open. Then she asked her
son to open, one by one the men tried to fail miserably.
Friend of Kishor,” actually my wife always opens and closes the container, you know how strong
our wives have become, she was earlier too strong but now more strong.”
Kishor,” our lives are now in secure hands beneath our wives.”
Other friend,” we should do all prayers fasting rituals for their long life and healthy happy way.”
His mother,” that is possible if you always remain healthy beautiful fit, so you can take care of
them after they return from hectic life. From your intention it is good, you are morally character
wise upright.”
Kishor,” Aa Jee Sunti Ho, Thoda kitchn aana, mera ek help chahiye.”
Bhavna was in hurry, she came to kitchen and on request of Kishor she opened the lid of jar with
2 fingers and went to her bike to go to college.”
Kishor was getting many tips from two mothers of his friends, it is said they ae as wise as they
get old with many experiences they shared. There was no barrier between men and old women as
all were in saree and feeling connected by their wifely duties, older generation served men now
their sons serving women race, but subject is same. With freeness came little more intimate
subject like physical relationship, the men admitted to their mothers that they were taken anally
by their strong Bahus. They were blushing not in shame but in pride. Old women told them how
to take anal etiquette to its peak, the men said what they have learnt from magazines online,
women told them to add some new but few important technique that women in their new
adulthood did. Soon sister of one man came to kitchen, she took a pan and placed it on stove.
Friend of Kishor,” what do you want, my dear kid sister.”
Sister,”I saw a kitchen show last night and I want to practice its recipe.”
Friend of Kishor got angry, in soft but hard tone he rebuked his sister,” I am here to take care of
kitchen, you go do your study, if you have time then watch wrestling or science or engineering
shows, no need to divert your attention to cooking show, your brother is there to look into it.
Listen my dear sister you are watching your Bhabhi, how happy she is as she earns money, rides
motorcycle and a man to serve her. Do not you want to marry a man who love to wear saree
serve you take care of your mother, you ride bike take a career rather than you stay at your home
as simple housewife getting rejected by your in laws. Please listen to me, your Bhabhi is telling
to me after we earn much we will purchase a home, she wants that I will stay with her mother
and leave this house , I am temporary staying here, my Mom also agreed to her after all I am
ParayaDhaan after marriage, your Bhabhi and her mother will dictate my life, I will come and
visit you few times,but I can not serve you forever, ofcourse your Bhabhi will send you money to
keep you happy and enough for you both. But one issue is who will take care of house and
protect it, it is your Bhabhi who was riding bike taking care of small external needs, like grocery
marketing. In her absence it will be you who will ride bike. It will be you who will protect the
house. This year I will tie Rakhi on your hand, it will be your duty to protect me from evils.”
His mother interrupted,” Yes Beti, your brother is ParayaDhaan, I have given his hand to your
Bhabhi’s hand now she an dher mother is his owner. I want you grow up strong like your Bhabhi
and get a man submissive sweet docile like your brother. He will serve us both. Have you learnt
bik eriding yet, your Bhabhi was asking me as she will gift you a brand new Yamaha FZ bike to
you as Rakhi gift for this year from your brother’s side. Have you learnt it, I have been sitting on
your Bhabhi’s bike, my dream is that I sit on your bike, my daughter’s bike.”
Friend of Kishor,” Yes, sister I want to sit on your bike, I will make my next Rakhi marketing on
my little sister’s bike, I will hold your waist so you are strong and protective, my saree swiping
your sweats, whole market i want to roam wearing saree on my little strong sister’s bike.”
Sister,” yes, i want to too, i was stupid to watch those girly cooking show that are for housewives
not for astrong girl like me, I want to be strong, but bhabhi has less time to teach me, she is tired
and she has a lot of job to do, she does all finance planning, marketing etc, she also works very
hard.”
Friend Of kishor,” I will tell your Bhabhi to teach you bike ride in early morning, I know you
can handle it in 7 days, I know you are much more capable.”
“ who says my Nanand is weak, she is strong more capable than me, my Saasu Maa is really
lucky to get a such a daughter like her, she is really a gem, I will teach her bike ride, no need to
go far away, the front road is suficient.” Was the voice of a strong woman, all looked to see it
was wife of Kishor’s friend.
Kishor’s friend,”Jee you returned so quick, I am getting you water.”
He gave his wife a glass of water which she gulped in one go, she said,” yes, I got information
that my next courier consignment will come in next 8 hour, that too I have to deliver out of city
in next day, it will be a long journey 500 km from here. The company entrusted me it is a some
medical device, they are happy with my recent services.”
Kishor’s friend,” I am proud of my wife, but it is a long journey, tomorrow is Karvachauth, you
have been doing it for me for long time, it is my first after accepting our roles, I will go with
you.”
His wife smiled lifted her husband and kissed gently said,” My dear saree wearing husband, do
you underestimate your wife’s power. I will leave at night and return at morning. I do not want to
spoil my husband’s beautiful face when he will break his fast watching me, how can I miss such
a grand day. Have faith, I know you are anxious, but you must keep faith on your sindur and
mangalsutra, it will protect me always.”
Kishor,” our wives always keep us binding on their words before they were wearing saree after
we are wearing saree.”
Wife of Kishor’s friend,” so is my lovely Nanand is ready to learn bike from now, why late in
good job, I have many times now and I can rest plentily before my journey.”
Sister of kishor’s friend,” Bhabhi now, yes I am excited.”
Wife of Kishor’s friend,” my dear nanand go change to jeans tshirt so you can easily learn, oho I
forgot you do not have any jeans, then you can wear only underwear to learn. Just wear your
panty, my shirt will cover upto your thighs.”
Mother of Kishor’s friend,” Beti, now your Bhabhi is your teacher, touch her feet to get blessed,
she will be your bacon in your life, just follow her guidance.”
Wife of kishor’s friend,” No Maa, she is my Nanand, just like my friend, her place is my heart,
we sisters just hug each other, she will be my biking sister, my bikerni saheli, i will discuss with
her freely, only my husband can touch my feet, I have right to bless him.”
Saying both hugged. Kishor’s friend’s sister came wearing her Bhabhi’s long shirt just above her
panty. Both Nanand and Bhabhi went downstair, street in front of them. Kishor his two friends,
and their two mothers stood in balcony to watch how the little 7 year girl will tame the mighty
bike Yamaha RX 100 most notorious for its high acceleration which most men can not handle
easily and give up.
Bhabhi sat on back, little Nanad on front seat, it was little exciting with anxiety , tension. Her
Bhabhi could sense it and she gently tapped her little nanand’s arm to give her assurance that she
is in safe hand. Little girl just took deep breath. Her bhabhi just gave quick info about bike ABC(
Accelerator, Brake, Clause) the three Gods of any vehicle. She also informed about how to do
gear change. Specially when to do gear change. Now the Nanand under able supervision of her
Bhabhi’s sensible wise smooth advise kicked the bike to its roar form, without changing any gear
in neutral position she just rotated accelerator to its peak, the bike roared to its peak with
vibration, Bhabhi told her Nanand to feel the vibration not to fear it, how excitation it gives, feel
that even it is mighty beast who is ready to unleashed at full throttle but it is servant to small girl,
how a small girl tame it under her foot and hand, ofcourse it gave good vibration to her thighs
like a massage machine. For 5 minutes both Nanand and Bhabhi enjoyed high volume sound.
Then Nanand slowed accelerator to keep roaring bike to near silence, then she did tuning of
sound with accelrator for more twenty minutes, she was satisfied, then she adjusted clutch with
accelrator to hear smooth sound of vehicle. She did it for 10 more minutes. Kishor and other 2
men with their mothers watching very carefully from balcony what is going on. Then Bhabhi
told her dear lovely nanand to change to 1st gear and roll on.
Ahaa|| the little 7 year girl was in cloud 9 when in 1st gear she rolled bike for 1
time with no jerk
hump or stopping. Kishor was amazed, although he has given up riding bike he used to ride in
college much before, it took him nearly 5 month to smooth operate the bike in 1
st
st
gear. But now
with awe mouth men wathced, 7year girl with her revered dear bhabhi in back as guide moved
the bike. Kishor told that it is teaching method that matters, girl in 20 minute took time to
understand how bike noise shows its smooth operating behaviour and how to control sound by
acclerator and clutch combination indirectly monitor bike behaviour. Now she is much more
comfortable than regular one, the girl slowly gathered speed and changed the gear, her bhabhi
constantly reminded her about brake, she instructed her to stop, slow, fast lik ethis, girl was now
fully confident, in 1 hour girl took ride comfortably. Now the bike moved from their street to
other street to main road in less busy route till the men could see from balcony, then bike
disappeared in moderate traffic road. The 7 year girl got round of applause from onlookers who
encouraged more, she could feel how prestige her Bhabhi is getting when she rides bike, it is no
less achievement now she has to perform it in study and sports like her Bhabhi, may be she can
surpass her.
The girl’s mother was elited, she asked her son to prepare aarti for her daughter’s success. The
three men rushed to room to prepare all process. With sound of bike at their gate the men in saree
worshipped bike , they blew cronch. The little girl hugged her brother and said,” Thank you
brother to get me such a nice Bhabhi and get her freedom so she could ride bikes freely and
teach me, for her now I can ride bike, I could see how amazed people are , they respect me. I
love you my Brother and Bhabhi.”
Her Bhabhi said,” I have told you Maa ji she has more potential than me, what it took me 7 days
she did in 1 hour. She is absolutely genius, she is good at studies not like me more bright. You
are luckiest mother to hold her in womb. She is a star.”
The proud mother huuged her Bahu,” Bahu I am proud because I have a strong dominant
determinant breadwinner Bahu like you.”
Girl’s Bhabhi laughed and said,” Now as your daughter is reliable why not get her married.”
Girl,” yes, Bhabhi sure I want a boy like my brother who wears saree blouse take care of us, he
will wear saree, I will take him in bike ride, he will wear my mangalsutra and if he does not treat
my family well or serve them I will kick his butt.”
Mother,” Hold on my daughter, you have lot of study is there and of course you are underage,
but I appreciate your progressive thought. Bahu now you can take my son to your home .”
Girl’s bhabhi,” No Maa ji, I am still your Bahu, i do not want to part from you. Yes My mother
is getting ill and due to low income of my brother and barbarian tortous nature of my Bhabhi she
is suffering. I am thinking my salary will increase , I will take next vacant flat near to us. Me and
your son and my Mom will stay there. You and my newly biker girl Nanand will stay in our
current flat. Your son will have no problem to look after both houses, rather he is a great
homemaker than I could ever imagine. He will take care of my ill mother well so for you too.”
Mother,” Bahu you are a super fine woman, you are great Bahu and daughter too. You will be a
great mother too.”
Girl’s Bhabhi,” Maa ji, now I want to focus on my career. In one month our company is going
for expansion, so I have to learn new soft skills computer programming business management, so
in one month I will be busy apart from job I will study, so I will get less time, now I can not
think of motherhood, even I can opt for surrogacy rather I will enjoy motherhood freely, I want
to experience what a normal woman goes through.”
Her Saasu Maa really liked her idea, she said,” Now you are tired, take rest, Beta serve food to
your wife.”
Soon other bike approached it was Bhavna, she was relaxed pleasant smile. She also praised the
girl for her 1
st
bike ride after hearing she rode it.
Bhavna,” you are lucky to be born among free spirit era, in our time it was a lot of tough time,
we secretly learnt fearing society . do not waste the opportunity.”
The girl,” aunty.” Bhavna interupted,” comeon I am not your mother’s age, call me Bhabhi, do I
look aunty to you.”
The girl gulped and said,” OK Bhabhi my Bhaiya Bhabhi always praise you, thanks to you we
are in such position, you are pioneer to us.”
Soon the third woman in bike came, she after hearing everything hugged the girl. Soon all went
inside the house where men served food to 3 women, mothers and th egirl, they gulped it all.
After that their left over eaten by men, as rooms were less men slept in one room, women in
other.
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