Rahim mairay paros mai rehta hai, ek hi school jaatay, school zyada door nahi thaa, jab chotay thay, ek doosre ma baap school chor aatay. Jab baray huwai, chal kar jaatay or vapis aatay or hum dono k paas phone thay. School mai bhi dost thay MAS school coed thaa, ek ground magar itna bara nahi thaat k cricket ya koi or game khelein. Sirif baatein kartay. Ek din mai dekhta houn Rahim ko doosre lar k usski nikar mai unglya kar rahay thaa or voh hans kar bhaag raha thaa. School k baad usse mainay poocha. "Yaar Rahim har ek tumhari gaand mai har ek unglee kar raha or tum hans raha thaa?" "Kia batao Nabil, mujhe buhat maza aa raha thaa" "Tumko apni gaand marvani hai?" "Nabil! Tumne meri dil k baat kehdi?" Rahim kehta buhat khushi se "Chal tumharay ghar mai tumhari gaand marta houn" Rahim bhaagnay lagta mairay aagay, jaldi se apne ghar mai daakhil ho gaya. Mai uss k peechay, hansta apni nikar utari or taangein khol kar lait gaya. Mainay ...