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  There was a labor in the town of remotely. He used to be tailed in the nearby forest of the day, he had a long-term wooden woods. The same as the bangles of the woods came to the city. When they had a lot of money, they used to be a lot of money, but the simpler was very good for the ladies and his wife's passage. Both the children had no children, whose loss was both very much, and they used to ask for prayable for God's good deeds. The absence of the people used to do their hands, but they used to be satisfied with Allah's pleasure. The lamps had kept a talent to remove the golden pin and to keep his wife's heart. Tie and talked was a small house. The worshiped wife loved a lot of love. A special thing was that there were also a blond on the shots of his wings. The brightness of these wings was so that they were known to sleep. The goodness had fallen four moon in the sake of the sake of the sake of the sake of the lake. The people had a lot of lambs in the town. I ...

What are you doing in my office  Inspector Kashan put the theory on his forehead and asked Sub-Inspector Zafar Delawari.  He had reached the police station after completing an important meeting.  He was angry to see Sub-Inspector Zafar Delawari in his office.  This person did not like them.  I .....  In fact, I couldn't find one of my files, I thought I had forgotten it in your room.  I'm sorry.  Inspector Delawari gritted his teeth in his usual manner.  He took a deep breath in the glory of the inspector and looked at him with angry eyes. "You go to your room immediately ..."  And yes, in the case of Shadab Nagar, I asked you to meet the witnesses again.  Controlling his anger, Inspector Kashan said: I need a detailed report on this case tomorrow at ten o'clock.  “  Inspector Kashan was not sitting properly in his chair when there was a noise in the porch.  He called Ardali and asked the reason for the noise.  T...

  The story of a girl:   When I was four or five years old, I had to undergo several operations on my feet, often with severe pain.  To get my attention, my mother used to tell me the story of a rat with seven tails.   I have heard this story at least 100 times and most of the time I have heard it ten times a day but still my mind was distracted by the pain.  At least for a while.  I was small and according to my little mind what happened to this rat was so unfortunate that I was exhausted by it.   My mother begins the story, many days are mentioned and the shape of this lively mouse begins to emerge in my mind.   This is the story my mother used to tell.   Once upon a time there was a rat that had seven tails. The rat often asked when my mother would send me to school (her mother always smiled and said) You are still very young, when you will be three years old  I will send you to school   The rat finally turned three years old. ...

  The country is centuries old. The country was ruled by a king. It was a time of wars. The king would have been powerful. He would have invaded and conquered another country for one reason or another. In the king's court, intelligent ministers and generals were highly valued.  There would have been rewards for bravery if there had been no fighting for some time. Ministers and nobles would have started conspiracies against each other. There would have been conspiratorial gangs in every court who would have incited the king to assassinate or imprison the king against such a prime minister.  Like a drop of water falling on a rock, it makes a hole in it. In the same way, backbiting and gossip do things that are not possible with a sword. They tell the king that his eyes are on your throne.  He gave this order, etc. etc. You will remember that Mahmud Ghaznavi's slave was "Ayaz". Mahmud Ghaznavi was very kind to him. Jealousy was against Ayaz. He kept backbiting the king....

 Fairy and farmer. One time mentioned that a farmer lived in a village, he was very kind. One day he was going to work in his fields. There was a well-known way on the fields of the fields, he was very old. One day he heard the voice of the one day, no longer was helping for the help. This sound was a woman, this well was in a magician. Farmer thought that performed the sorcerer of the woman and is shining me. When the sound was constantly for three days, the farmer saw the day in the well and a looked day, it was a beautiful fairy who was stuck in chains. This fairy told the farmer, "Help me and till I keep it torn in these chains, no magic can run." The farmer brought the rope from the house and felt the fairy tale in the well, when he came out of the fairy well, he had a fire on his well-being with the magic, and the wizard also died with the well. "Thank you for the farmer and said that whenever needed my help, call me. Fairy gave a rumble to the farmer and said that...

Khola-bint-suleman,  After searching a lot, he reached the building where he was interviewed today. He was leaving the house thinking, "Oh, I wish!"  May Allah make me successful in the interview today. If successful, I will immediately leave my parents' house and start renting near the office.  Parents' daily reprimands and reprimands will kill you. I am fed up with these things.  If you start going to the bathroom in the morning, it is ordered to fix the bed sheet first. Pray to get up. If you go out of the bathroom, the order will be: “Did you turn off the tap? Did you clean the bathroom?  Thrown?"  If you think of leaving the house after breakfast, the order will be: "Turn off the fan and light of the room. Put the slippers in place. If you get a job, you will get rid of all these things."  There were many candidates sitting in one hall and waiting to be called. He saw that the porch light was still burning. He remembered Amy's instruction.  S...

It is an ancient age, a mercy king in the country used to be a great kingdom because of his judresses. The border had commanded its ministers to make it clear to the news corners of the country so that no poor man was not going to lose justice.  One day the king's minister was passing through his work from any work from the coast that he ran an old man along the beach and said, "My treasure is across the sea" the old man comes on her side and sometimes the run will run on the other side. The Minister was surprised to hear this old age.  He thought that he could not find the old man and find his address of the treasures. The Minister imprisoned the old man and kept the king unaware of many days after the passage could not ask the address of the treasury from this old man. The Minister thought that I would become a richest man of the old man, after his financial statement, but his dream would not be fulfilled. As a man who dies for the old man and asks the same question tha...

 This is a story of a person who has repented the heart of a heart with a delightful prayers, and today he owns a huge company. And his father whose name is Rana Asif, how to work with God's creatures. Amazing to present this story. I went to Karachi for participating in a wedding a few months ago. My friend Altaf Qadad came from Italy. (There is no news for a few months.) We both drew a new day from the famous shop, whose neither was very popular. No set was not empty to eat. The one was also a long line. We got to be set before the owner's shop. Although there were too much ratings. But the people have to spend money on their own but do not feed any poor to feed a time. If we asked the beer, it is a long line that it is, what is the owner of the middle? He said slowly, 'The front that the front of the boss is not feeding any one to eat any food. It is a time to come to a person, and the master goes away from the money. "Today, no one has seen anyone. The line ends, b...