It is said that in the good times, even older married students used to study with art teachers.
Similarly, a teacher had a student under study, the teacher had two marriages and the student had one.
The teacher would say to the student every day,
What fun in a wedding,
The real fun is in the second marriage
After hearing this, the disciple finally agreed to marry again.
On the day of the second wedding, the friends were late.
When he reached the door of the new bride, the door was closed.
knocked,
Get the answer from the same witch with whom you have been sitting till now.
Here the battle of Panipat was to be fought.
Tried to explain that good intentions were with friends,
But how did the wife's suspicion come out,
Even Hakim Luqman was humbled by his treatment.
Don't believe it.
I thought, come on, the first wife has not gone anywhere.
there i go
After all, the winter night also has to be spent.
He went there and closed the door.
knocked,
Got the answer, you have brought a new wife, go and die there, now what have you come here to get?
Begged that she is not opening the door either.
It became even more difficult for me to open the door.
Let's go to the mosque and think that the abode of the bad guys is the same. Fight the cold of the night by wrapping a curtain or a row. Ataftan reached the mosque.
There was no light period.
There was no need to light the lamp.
When I put my hand to the array in the dark, I felt something soft.
Ustadji's voice rose in the darkness,
You are finally gone.
I used to be here alone every day and thought, let's go, then we will do it
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