The four close friends were about 25 years old. They were traveling from one city to another on a train. Was dressed
Precious hat on his head,
There was a thick gold chain around his neck. There was also a gold chain hanging in his waistcoat, the other end of which was going into the pocket of the waistcoat.
After a while, he took out his pocket watch with the help of this chain, looked at the time and put it back in his pocket, the watch was also attached to the gold frame.
Everything about her and her outfit was testifying to her being an emir. The four friends were examining her closely.
There was no one in this first class box except these five.
A friend, Omar Raz, said: "I think he is a bigot or a feudal lord.
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"Elders, landlords never travel alone, they have Lao Lashkar with them," said another friend, Rahim Bakhsh.
"I think he's a big government official," said Abdullah, a third friend.
A fourth friend said: "Government officials don't have that kind of attitude, I think they are smugglers.
"This fourth friend was Hamiduddin and was called Hamida. Hamid was the most cunning and greedy of pickles.
The four friends were talking in secret that this seems like a big job.
The four friends made a plan and under it they reached out to the rich man and after saying hello, goodbye, goodbye, they said to him: So that the journey can be cut short easily; a game comes to mind.
Let's start the game with permission. "
The rich man took a meaningful look at the four of them and, after examining them head on, said: "Approved."
Explaining the terms of the game to the rich man, the four friends said: "Each of us will tell a story.
If you do not accept this story as true, then you have to give what you have and in your pocket. The same condition will apply to all four of us. You will tell a story, if we believe it to be true. If we fail, everything we have on our body and in our pockets, apart from our clothes, will be yours.
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The rich man said: "It is approved! The sofa is approved!"
My first friend Omar Daraz narrated his story: "I was not even three months old when my mother hung me in a cradle. I saw that my mother was upset. She needed raw papaya to digest the meat." They were planted on a tree in the courtyard of the house and no one was going to take it down from the tree.
My father said that he refused to take down the papaya because he could not climb such a tall tree.
In a state of anxiety, my mother went back to the kitchen. I did not see her anxiety and I got out of my cradle, climbed a tree and broke the raw papaya and came down and quietly put it on the kitchen door and went back to my He lay down in the cradle.
My mother was surprised to see raw papaya. What do you say? Is this true or false? ”He asked the rich man.
"I admit it is true, it is possible," replied the rich man.
Now another friend, Rahim Bakhsh, began to tell his story.
He said that one day while walking on the side of the road, I saw that there were berries like berries lying under the neem. I was amazed at their size. I picked up a bite of salt and tasted it. She was as sweet as honey.
Eager to eat salt, I climbed a tree and ate some fresh salt, but now the problem was how to get down from the tree. I know how to climb, I don't know how to get down. I rented a ladder from it, put it on and got down from the tree.
"What do you think of salty sweets being as sweet as honey?" Rahim Bakhsh asked the rich man.
"Salt can be sweet, of course it can be. I admit it to be true and I thank your intellect that you used a very good way to get down from the tree.
The rich man spoke with satisfaction.
The second friend's blow was also emptied. The third friend Abdullah came to the field. He told his story that I went on a tour of the northern regions with some friends. I was so impressed with the natural beauty and enchanting beauty of his area. It happened that I entered the forest on foot and I did not know it, even though the locals forbade me to go to the forest because there is a Adam Khurshid living there.
What was feared happened. Shirachanak came forward and started roaring.
The whole forest was shaking from his beak, but I remained calm. I told the lion not to try to eat me, I am not a common man, I will break your jaw, but he refused and attacked me. ۔
As soon as he opened his mouth and jumped on me, I grabbed his lower jaw with my right hand and his upper jaw with my left hand. He was pushing me to close his mouth while I was not moving his jaws I was letting them do it. Both of them were insisting.
The lion was making ear-splitting noises, but I kept my grip strong; and then with a jerk I tore both his jaws, he fell unconscious and piled on the ground. My friend and Joe looking for me When I reached there, they were shocked to see this scene. They could not believe their eyes that I had killed the tiger with my bare hands.
Abdullah asked the rich man if he believed him
Will you
The rich man calmly replied: "Your stature suggests that you must have killed the lion. I admit it to be true."
When the third time was empty, all four friends were disappointed.
His last hope was a fourth friend, Hameed-ud-Din alias Hamida, who had planned to rob the rich man. Win that game and grab its valuables.
The fourth friend told his story that one day I went to the sea to go fishing. I rented a boat and reached the deep sea. I saw that there were more hunters and fishermen, who had their own boats. So they were fishing and they caught a lot of good fish.
I also put my net in the sea, but many hours passed, no big fish came in the net. I got angry, I left the net and jumped into the sea and reached the bottom of the sea while diving. I saw a big wheel.
He also saw me and attacked me. As he approached me, I saw Aao Na Tao, a strong corn hit his right eye. His eye came out and fell into the water, which was caught by small fish. After a while, he chuckled. The wheel became angry and then turned towards me.
I changed the panther and rubbed it on her left eye, her other eye was also lost and she lost both eyes and came under my control. I slaughtered her at the bottom of the sea.
I was very hungry, but the problem was roasting his meat.
I rolled two rocks in the sea and started a fire and started frying its meat with pleasure. I was about to eat the whole whale, but then I thought that some part of it should be saved and taken away. Believe me, I've hunted whales.
Hameed-ud-Din alias Hameed asked the rich man: "You may not believe me, especially if you do not accept the burning of fire in the sea."
"I must admit that water can be set on fire.
The idiom of setting fire in water is very much used in Urdu. I don't know how many Urdu poems and songs have used this idiom. I believe your story is true, it is possible. Fire can be set in water.
Hearing the rich man's answer, the four friends died on their own.
His last blow was also emptied. Badal asked the rich man to tell him a story that would surprise him.
The rich man said that I have a large vegetable growing farm where I keep experimenting with growing vegetables.
Twenty-five years ago, I tried to grow pumpkins, which were very successful, and the size of the pumpkins became much larger than usual. This is how the four pumpkins were made, but when they were cut, one human child came out of each pumpkin. There were four boys. I raised and reared them, they worked on my fields and farms.
One day they all ran away from me. I was wandering in search of them. I am lucky that all four of you met me today. You are the young man who ran away from my farm. Now you have to go back with me and my You have to work in the fields and fields, because you are my property.
"Tell me, do you believe me or not, do you believe my story or not!" Asked the rich man.
The four friends fell into a trance. If they believe the story of the rich man to be true, then they will have to work in his fields as slaves for the rest of their lives, and if they call it a lie, they will be given money from their pockets.
You will have to lose the gold chains of watches and necklaces.
After much thought, he came up with a better idea.
The rich man, according to the terms, collected the chains, watches and pockets of the four of them and landed at the next station, from where he was to disembark, that is, he was called Susnar's, a blacksmith's,,
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