Persian Nights E-Book

NK Mondal

• Herausgeber: Pencil
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Seitenzahl: 56

Beschreibung

About the book:
Irani Nights is an Indian and Persian fantasy mystery and discovery novel. The eminent Indian writer and philosopher NK Mondal. This is part of a novel. And the rest of the pieces will be found gradually. The main characters in the story are Bashar al-Assad and King Mohammed Suleiman bin Aziz. Bashar al-Assad fell in love and fell into a cave after hitting a rock while climbing a mountain. King Aziz was taken prisoner in that cave, and after his rescue, Assad became the Minister of Education and Finance in Venice.

Assad later married Princess Ilyana and became the Nawab of a province, and later annexed the kingdom of Sultan Salahuddin and became the Sultan of Qiyam. And the sultan became a more powerful sultan by discovering the secret treasure of Salahuddin.
About the author:
NK Mondal (Hindi: एन.के.मंडल) is an indian poet,writer, social adviser, script writer, columnist, and novelist from the state of West bengal, India.He is also a writer.He was awarded with the title of Sahitya Ratna in 2019. And he former member of West bengal Intelligence Committee from Murshidabad,India.Mondal was born on 5 may 1996 from Murshidabad district in India.His parents Saiful Shaikh and Menuka Bibi used to lovingly call him Salim.He passed higher secondary examination from Rukanpur High School, Murshidabad.He earned degree in bachelor of arts from Hazi A.K.Khan College, University of Kalyni.

Leseprobe

PersianNights

PersianRatri

BY

NKMondal

ISBN123456789012345©NKMondal2022PublishedinIndia2022byPencilAbrandofOnePointSixTechnologiesPvt.Ltd.123,BuildingJ2,ShramSevaPremises,WadalaTruckTerminal,Wadala(E)Mumbai400037,Maharashtra,[e-mail]dwideNopartofthispublicationmaybereproduced,storedinorintroducedintoaretrievalsystem,ortransmitted,inanyform,orbyanymeans(electronic,mechanical,photocopying,recordingorotherwise),withoutthepriorwrittenpermissionofthePublisher.Anypersonwhocommitsanunauthorizedactinrelationtothispublicationcanbeliabletocriminalprosecutionandcivilclaimsfordamages.

DISCLAIMER:Thisisaworkoffiction.Names,characters,places,eventsandincidentsaretheproductsoftheauthor'simagination.TheopinionsexpressedinthisbookdonotseektoreflecttheviewsofthePublisher.

Authorbiography

NKMondal (Hindi:एन.के.मंडल)isanindianpoet,writer,socialadviser,scriptwriter,columnist,andnovelistfromthestateofWestbengal,India.Heisalsoawriter.HewasawardedwiththetitleofSahityaRatnain2019. AndheformermemberofWestbengalIntelligenceCommitteefromMurshidabad,India.Mondalwasbornon5may1996fromMurshidabaddistrictinIndia.HisparentsSaifulShaikh andMenukaBibiusedtolovinglycallhimSalim.Hepassedhighersecondaryexaminationfrom RukanpurHighSchool,Murshidabad.Heearneddegreeinbachelorofartsfrom HaziA.K.KhanCollege, UniversityofKalyni.

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Akashisahandsomemuscularstrongrichyoungman. Sheisnewlymarried. Thewife'snameisAlo. Asbeautifulasshelooks,sobeautifulisthemind. SheisliketheprincessofRupnagar. However,theshyandstory-crazygirl.Alomayevensitupallnightwithoutlisteningtothestory. That'swhyshemarriedthestorytellerboy. Iwanthisstorytobeheardeverynight. Moreover,thenewlywedswillrejoice. Akashgetsangryifhecan'ttellastorywithfun.Akashsaidjokinglyoneday,Ican'ttellastoryanymore. Besides,youarenotachild. Itwillburst. Akashgotangryinthemorninglightbutlefttheoffice. Hecamebackfromtheofficeintheafternoonandsawthatthelightwasstillon. Akashwenttothelightandsaid,Oqueenofmyheart,youarestillangry. I'msorry.TodayI'lltellyouastoryyou'veneverheard. Alosmiledandsaid,really. Yesgo Gohungry Preparefoodfortwo. Sayingthis,AlotookAkash'shandandsaidwithasmile,let'seat. Akashsaidcalmlyinhismind,crazygirl.

Thefirstnight 

Afterthetwohaveeaten,Aloissittingonthebedwithapillowonthewallofthebed. AndAkashputhisheadonthethighoflightandstartedtellingstories. Billyiscuttingthehairofthelightsky.

 Solisten,therewasahandsomeandintelligentadultbraveboyinSudan. Childrenofpoorfamilies. Eatsdayafterday. Inaneedyfamily,fatheristheonlyhope. SohismothercalledBasharal-Assad,theonlyson,thathandsomeandbraveboy,andsaid,"FatherAshad,bringflourfromthegrocerystoreforthesetworupees." Breadhastobemade. Assadsaid,"Allright." Mom,givemethemoney. Onthewaytothegrocerystore,Assad'sbestfriendandonlylovercalled. ShewasNayana. ThenAlosaid,whoisNayana. NayanaistheloverofBasharal-Assad. Alosaid,welltellmenow.

 Nayanaisabeautifulyoungwoman'sbodyhasalotofsensualirritation. OnedayAssadiswalkingtoschool. AndNayanaisgoingbackwardsonthebicycle. Assadlookedbackandimmediatelysmiled. BecausethereisalittleweaknesstowardsAssad. HelongedforAssad. Assadknewthat,buthedidnotsayanything. Nayanasaidfrombehind,Bosegotonthebackofthebicycle. Ittookabouthalfanhourtocrosshalfthejungleofthevillage. NayanarepeatedlytellsAssadtogettoschool, Itisasifheweresittingontheedgeoftheforestneartheforest. BecausethetouchofAssad'shandplayselectricityonhisbody. Whiteandpinktightsfittingdresswouldfall. ManytimeshewouldletAssadridehisbicycleandhewouldsitonAssad'swaist. ButAssadcouldnotrideabicycleforlong. SeeingNayana'sbody,manypeople'sbodieswouldgetirritated. EvenAssad. ManyintheschoolcouldnotseeAssadbecausehewaslookingathim. Hegotintotroublewithmany. Couldn'tbeartosayanythingabouttheeyes. Atthattime,thelightsaid,NayanawasAssad'slover. Yeshehadagirlfriend. Akashstartedtellingstoriesagain. Idon'tloveAssadverymuch. NayanawasAssad'slover. Yeshehadagirlfriend. Akashstartedtellingstoriesagain. Idon'tloveAssadverymuch. NayanawasAssad'slover. Yeshehadagirlfriend. Akashstartedtellingstoriesagain. Idon'tloveAssadverymuch.

 OnedayAsadandNayanaaresittingontheroofofNayana. Whilesittingandtalking,Nayanasaid,well,hewasreallytalking. What'sup Doyouloveme Assadheardthisanddisappeared. Hesaidnothingmore. Nayanathensaid,Iknowtheanswertothis. Howmuchyouloveme Sayingthis,holdingAssad'shands,heisslowlypullingAssadtowardshimself. Eventhen,thereisnowordonAssad'sface. Itseemstohavekilledtheglue. ThenNayanasaystoAssad,IloveyouAssad. HowlongwillIwaitforyou? Ican'tanymore. Givemealittlecaress. HepulledAssadtohischestandhuggedhim. Andhugged. HegrabbedAssad'shandsandheldhiswaist. Tellinghertogripherwaistwithawink. NayanaMajabegantokissherforeheadandlipsvigorously. Assadunbuttonedhisshirt. Fillingalltheorgansofthebodywithkisses, Eventhen,Assad'sheartispoundingwithexcitement. Butnowordsarecomingoutofhismouth. Inthesameway,Nayanaiswatchingwhoiseatinghimlikeaferocioustiger. AfterspendingsometimewithAssad,thetwoofthemcamedowntoNayana'sbed.

 Hecamedownandsatonthesofa. Eventhen,Assad'sbodyissweatingprofusely. Alltheclothesaresoakingwet. Nayanaturnedontheceilingfanathighspeedandwenttoanotherroom. Afterawhile,Nayanabroughtthefruitjuicetotheplate,beefandthinhotricebreadandserveditinfrontofhim. Assadateeverythinghecouldbecausehewashungryandhungry. BythenAssad'swetclotheshaddriedintheair. NayanafinallyledAssadtothemaingateofthehouse. 

Thesecondnight 

 Thestoryofthesecondnightbeganagain. AkashAlobothofthemsatonthebedwithpillows. Andfortoday'sstorytellingandlistening. Akashstartedtellingstories.

 Listen,Assad'smotherpaidfortheflour. AssoonasAssadwasgoingtobuyflour,Nayanacalledout. Assadcan'ttakehiseyesoffhim. SoNayanaleftthematterofbuyingflourandwenttogotothehaystackagain. Thetwofellintoahaystack. AndNayanasaystodayyouhavetocaressthemostandrightnow. Assaddisagrees,