08-11-2022, 02:34 PM
Purva meets an old acquaintance and gets a gift in return
The couple got out of the house to visit Ghafur chacha in his tailoring shop. The last time she visited that place, it was just a hut set up as a makeshift tailoring shop. While Mushtaq locked the door, Purva put on her burkha and the couple set off on Mushtaq’s cycle with Purva sitting in front of Mushtaq. While on the way, Mushtaq told her that the tailoring shop Ghafur chacha owned had been improved slightly, after he received some funding from the local panchayat. He said that Ghafur chacha was also one of the oldest inhabitants of the slums, and he was aged probably around 80 yrs now. He said that himself, Nazir bhai whom she was humiliated by in the market yesterday and a couple of other folks in their childhood used to go to his house and play with him. He also mentioned that Ghafur chacha used to tell them stories late till the night. The way Mushtaq talked about Ghafur chacha told her that they got along really well.
The tailoring shop wasn’t pretty far away and after 5 mins. and 2 catcalls they reached the tailoring shop. The place still seemed the same to Purva. It was still the same hut, just that it was decorated slightly. A board stood out that said ‘Ghafur ji ki darzi’. She probably wondered the equipment that was used inside improved after the funding. As they entered inside the hut, Ghafur chacha welcomed the couple. “Aao Mushtaq, aao, bohot khushi hui tujhse mil ke”. Mushtaq too reciprocated the greetings as both Ghafur and Mushtaq exchanged a friendly hug. “Aaja beti, andar aa ja”, he said turning to Purva, not forgetting to acknowledge her semi-nude avatar. “Pranaam Ghafur chacha”, purva said and instantly dropped to touch the old man’s feet. “Pranaam beti…aajao”, Ghafur chacha said.
He then introduced them to a man who was seated nearby in the same hut, “Yeh mera damad hai, Karim”. Karim looked slightly older than Purva and so upon Mushtaq’s nudging she dropped again to touch Karim’s feet as a mark of respect. “Assalam Aaleykum Karim ji”, she said. Karim of course had his eyes set on Purva who was dressed in the same transparent burkha that showed off all her assets cheaply. Purva had gotten used to this by now and she allowed Karim to lustily stare at her private parts as he wished, in front of everyone. The couple sat down beside each other in front of Ghafur chacha as Ghafur and Mushtaq started talking about random things. From the corner of her eye, she could clearly see that Karim was enjoying the ripe nudity of Purva. He was acting busy as if he was tailoring, but he was actually lusting at Purva’s luscious boobs that were clearly seen from inside the burkha. Of course, Purva couldn’t blame him, as the sight of Purva’s boobs hanging inside the burka was inevitable for any man to miss. Moreover, her boobs were pretty huge and the way they bobbed up and down with each of Purva’s breath made them look even more spectacular. Karim, of course did not want to miss the opportunity. He had heard a lot about the whore in his circles and he knew that she was just a shameless slut that wouldn't mind even if he gawked at her private parts in her knowledge.
As he talked, Ghafur chacha mentioned that the funding he received from the panchayat was not huge and he just managed to buy some extra supplies with that money. Moreover he ran the tailoring shop all by himself until a few months back and now he had given up due to his age. His damad was relatively new to the tailoring thing, so he had to pretty much teach him stuff. Karim had apparently owned a local cigarette and bidi shop in the market, but since there wasn’t too much skill involved in it, Ghafur chacha made him leave it for his younger son to own it. Since then, Karim had been putting efforts in keeping the tailoring shop alive. Ghafur chacha also mentioned to Mushtaq that since he could not do tailoring anymore and that Karim was relatively inexperienced, he hadn’t been receiving much orders for any stitches from the people in the slums. Hearing his story made Purva compassionate towards him…
Mushtaq and Ghafur chacha got along very well. They were talking about random things, and Purva was just listening to their conversation. After a while Ghafur chacha turned to Purva and said, "tera naam kya hai beti?". purva smiled and told him her name. Right then, much to the embarassment of purva, Mushtaq interjected..."arre chacha, aap ko pata kal kya hua...mein aur purva market gaye the murgha khareedne, toh wahan Nazir hai na...usko milaya tha isse. Toh usne isko ek naam diya hai!", he said feeling amused. "Achha, konsa naam?", asked Ghafur. "Iska naam usne rakha hai purghi, usko purva laga ki ek murgha hi hai, toh usne purva aur murghi ko milaake purghi bana diya", he said laughing out loud. Ghafur and Karim joined in on the laughter too looking at Purva as she went red in her face with embarrassment. She didn't really mind it as she knew Mushtaq liked to make fun of her in front of his friends. He had said to her, that when he made fun of her like that in front of people, he loved to see her face. He told her she looked as if she was blushing, feeling shy and awkward from the humiliation as everyone laughed at her, and that Mushtaq found it really cute on her. Ghafur chacha still laughing, said to Mushtaq "haha, purghi...yeh toh bohot sahi naam hai yaar iska...". He then turned to Purva and with a grin on his face asked her, "kya beti mein bhi tujhe purghi bula sakta hu?". Purva still shy, hung her head down, and nodded her head. Looking at Purva blushing, made her look really cute as all of them looked at her and had another round of laughs.
The couple got out of the house to visit Ghafur chacha in his tailoring shop. The last time she visited that place, it was just a hut set up as a makeshift tailoring shop. While Mushtaq locked the door, Purva put on her burkha and the couple set off on Mushtaq’s cycle with Purva sitting in front of Mushtaq. While on the way, Mushtaq told her that the tailoring shop Ghafur chacha owned had been improved slightly, after he received some funding from the local panchayat. He said that Ghafur chacha was also one of the oldest inhabitants of the slums, and he was aged probably around 80 yrs now. He said that himself, Nazir bhai whom she was humiliated by in the market yesterday and a couple of other folks in their childhood used to go to his house and play with him. He also mentioned that Ghafur chacha used to tell them stories late till the night. The way Mushtaq talked about Ghafur chacha told her that they got along really well.
The tailoring shop wasn’t pretty far away and after 5 mins. and 2 catcalls they reached the tailoring shop. The place still seemed the same to Purva. It was still the same hut, just that it was decorated slightly. A board stood out that said ‘Ghafur ji ki darzi’. She probably wondered the equipment that was used inside improved after the funding. As they entered inside the hut, Ghafur chacha welcomed the couple. “Aao Mushtaq, aao, bohot khushi hui tujhse mil ke”. Mushtaq too reciprocated the greetings as both Ghafur and Mushtaq exchanged a friendly hug. “Aaja beti, andar aa ja”, he said turning to Purva, not forgetting to acknowledge her semi-nude avatar. “Pranaam Ghafur chacha”, purva said and instantly dropped to touch the old man’s feet. “Pranaam beti…aajao”, Ghafur chacha said.
He then introduced them to a man who was seated nearby in the same hut, “Yeh mera damad hai, Karim”. Karim looked slightly older than Purva and so upon Mushtaq’s nudging she dropped again to touch Karim’s feet as a mark of respect. “Assalam Aaleykum Karim ji”, she said. Karim of course had his eyes set on Purva who was dressed in the same transparent burkha that showed off all her assets cheaply. Purva had gotten used to this by now and she allowed Karim to lustily stare at her private parts as he wished, in front of everyone. The couple sat down beside each other in front of Ghafur chacha as Ghafur and Mushtaq started talking about random things. From the corner of her eye, she could clearly see that Karim was enjoying the ripe nudity of Purva. He was acting busy as if he was tailoring, but he was actually lusting at Purva’s luscious boobs that were clearly seen from inside the burkha. Of course, Purva couldn’t blame him, as the sight of Purva’s boobs hanging inside the burka was inevitable for any man to miss. Moreover, her boobs were pretty huge and the way they bobbed up and down with each of Purva’s breath made them look even more spectacular. Karim, of course did not want to miss the opportunity. He had heard a lot about the whore in his circles and he knew that she was just a shameless slut that wouldn't mind even if he gawked at her private parts in her knowledge.
As he talked, Ghafur chacha mentioned that the funding he received from the panchayat was not huge and he just managed to buy some extra supplies with that money. Moreover he ran the tailoring shop all by himself until a few months back and now he had given up due to his age. His damad was relatively new to the tailoring thing, so he had to pretty much teach him stuff. Karim had apparently owned a local cigarette and bidi shop in the market, but since there wasn’t too much skill involved in it, Ghafur chacha made him leave it for his younger son to own it. Since then, Karim had been putting efforts in keeping the tailoring shop alive. Ghafur chacha also mentioned to Mushtaq that since he could not do tailoring anymore and that Karim was relatively inexperienced, he hadn’t been receiving much orders for any stitches from the people in the slums. Hearing his story made Purva compassionate towards him…
Mushtaq and Ghafur chacha got along very well. They were talking about random things, and Purva was just listening to their conversation. After a while Ghafur chacha turned to Purva and said, "tera naam kya hai beti?". purva smiled and told him her name. Right then, much to the embarassment of purva, Mushtaq interjected..."arre chacha, aap ko pata kal kya hua...mein aur purva market gaye the murgha khareedne, toh wahan Nazir hai na...usko milaya tha isse. Toh usne isko ek naam diya hai!", he said feeling amused. "Achha, konsa naam?", asked Ghafur. "Iska naam usne rakha hai purghi, usko purva laga ki ek murgha hi hai, toh usne purva aur murghi ko milaake purghi bana diya", he said laughing out loud. Ghafur and Karim joined in on the laughter too looking at Purva as she went red in her face with embarrassment. She didn't really mind it as she knew Mushtaq liked to make fun of her in front of his friends. He had said to her, that when he made fun of her like that in front of people, he loved to see her face. He told her she looked as if she was blushing, feeling shy and awkward from the humiliation as everyone laughed at her, and that Mushtaq found it really cute on her. Ghafur chacha still laughing, said to Mushtaq "haha, purghi...yeh toh bohot sahi naam hai yaar iska...". He then turned to Purva and with a grin on his face asked her, "kya beti mein bhi tujhe purghi bula sakta hu?". Purva still shy, hung her head down, and nodded her head. Looking at Purva blushing, made her look really cute as all of them looked at her and had another round of laughs.
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