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Posted: 13 years ago

Originally posted by: d-luna88



good girl that is just my thinking!!! I would never have done that😃

you did it on a dare??? U forgot about it coz u were drunk at tat time??? 😉
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Posted: 13 years ago
Kristin you want some action before or after marriage
@all pl give me some ideas so tat he does up changing her clothes when she s awake.
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Posted: 13 years ago
Well I'm trying to update Bandhan - hvae written 4 lines!
Funny stuff is on tv so I am distracted!!
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Posted: 13 years ago

Originally posted by: NazmaJ

If you google Nazma Nazim the first thing you get is someone's facebook page.

So somewhere in the world someone is called Nazma Nazim!!


You got even more competition now!!! And it's real life.!!!!
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Posted: 13 years ago

Originally posted by: vibz88

Kristin you want some action before or after marriage
@all pl give me some ideas so tat he does up changing her clothes when she s awake.



okay i don't take drugs or drink alcohol but how about I took the wrong medicine or took two different once, who shouldn't have been taken together. I wasn't feeling well and then stumbeled to my room but got the wrong door. I was wearing high heels because a friend of mine made me. I found him really attractive and properly thought I was dreaming while trying to seduce him.

How about that? trying to save my skin here😆

real action after marriage but some small action before please😃
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Posted: 13 years ago

Originally posted by: vibz88

Please give me some idea where he has to undress her and help her change clothes tat s it.


?? You're asking that?😆
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Posted: 13 years ago

Originally posted by: NazmaJ

Well I'm trying to update Bandhan - hvae written 4 lines!

Funny stuff is on tv so I am distracted!!



switch off the telly and give me some more garv!!!!!😃
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Posted: 13 years ago

Originally posted by: NazmaJ

Well I'm trying to update Bandhan - hvae written 4 lines!

Funny stuff is on tv so I am distracted!!

do include loads of rashi in it
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Posted: 13 years ago

Originally posted by: Xarina


You got even more competition now!!! And it's real life.!!!!

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Posted: 13 years ago
Nazma. A little something to read.😊

Return To Me

Nazma walked into the lounge and threw her house and car keys into the porcelain swan above the fireplace. She's learnt from experience that if she put the keys there then there would be no mad rush of hunting the keys in the morning. She kicked off her shoes and sank into the easy chair. It had been a hard day. Four weeks until the end of term and her workload had increased. Her class of Year 0's (4 to 5 year olds) were taking part in the nativity, carol service and she was also helping out with the school's production of "A Christmas Carol." She was so tired. She glanced at the clock. 10pm. She should have something light to eat and then go to bed.

She quickly made a sandwich and returned to the lounge. Picking up the TV remote she switched it on. A news programme was reporting that the patriarch of Naz Industries in India had passed away from a heart attack. News, which deeply saddened her. "Grampy had died?" she thought to herself and remembered the times she has spent with him. When all around madness ensued he made sure that he added to it. She smiled wistfully and wiped away a tear.

Checking the time she picked up her mobile and tapped in the numbers of Naz Mansions. Ensuring that she used the numbers 141 to ensure that her number was withheld.

The phone rang loud in the Naz household. Slicing through the early morning silence. Nazim was already awake. Reaching over the side of the bed he picked up the cordless from its cradle.

"Hello?" There was silence at the other end. "Hello?" Nazma held the phone to her ear and closed her eyes. She hadn't heard his voice in such a long time. Why did she miss him so much? "Hello? Who is this?" he demanded, getting irritated. "It is 4am in the morning. I don't know who you are but have you got any concept of time?" OK so he had been awake but he wasn't going to be magnanimous. He was about to continue and then stopped. 4am in the morning? There could only be one person. His face softened. "Nazma?" he spoke softly. "Is that you? Speak to me please?" At the change in his tone Nazma snapped out of her thoughts. She looked at the display on the phone and cut the call and then slowly felt her resolve crumbling. Remembering the hurt and humiliation she had suffered she allowed herself to cry.

"IT WAS HER!" he stared down at the phone. "She had called and he had wasted time by going on about being disturbed! He didn't even get the chance to say sorry or even to see how she was. He brought up the caller id. Nothing. Anger built up in him. In a fit of pique he threw the phone across the room and listened in satisfaction as he heard it break.

Nazma dried her eyes. "You idiot," she muttered to herself. "Get a grip!" Putting the phone down she picked up her dishes, deposited them in the kitchen and went to bed.

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FIVE YEARS EARLIER

Nazim opened his eyes and rolled over on to his stomach. Putting his arm out he expected to feel the soft body of his wife. Only she wasn't there.

"Damn." He thought to himself. She always woke up before him. "When am I ever going to get the chance to surprise her with breakfast in bed although he could think of other things to surprise her with. A wicked grin lit up his face as she emerged from the bathroom. He propped himself up on one hand. "I thought you were going to wake me for our early morning run. Don't tell me that you have already been." Nazma giggled and sat down on the end of the bed.

"You looked so angelic sleeping. I thought it better not to disturb you."

"Ah, but you have disturbed me now." He sat up and reached for her, "and now the angel is no more. The devil has risen." He grabbed her by the waist, tipped her onto the bed removed the towel and lay on top of her. Nazma gave him a wicked look.

"So? Is that what you are calling it now."

"Can't think of nothing better. He said. Grabbing both of her hands and placing them above her head he leaned in for a kiss and applying pressure on her thighs, positioned himself in place. Nazma moaned and stretched out her body enjoying the sensation as he entered. Still holding her hands he looked directly into her eyes.

"Avinash? Would you like some juice?" Nazma offered to pour the juice. Avinash gave her a withering look. Nazma took the hint and put the jug down and sat with Nazim. Ever since she had got married she had met with a considerable amount of animosity from Avinash, Nazim's older brother, and didn't really understand why. The rest of the family treated her as one of their own. But him! He had big problems of his own. The big jerk.

"Nazma? Are you going to university today?" Grampy asked. Nazma shook her head.

"No Grampy. I have no lectures today."

"Good. You can help me with a few problems I am having with my computer."

"Going to uni!" Avinash spat. "The place for a married woman is in her house. Why do you think that you are so special that you can badger this family into allowing you to continue your studies? And what is this sports sciences anyway? What type of mickey mouse degree is that?"

"Lay off her bro." Nazim replied. "What is it with you." Nazma was riled. She confronted him.

"If my family have no objections with me finishing uni, why should you?" Avinash stood up. The contempt clear on his face.

"They are not your family." He stated. "Don't ever make the mistake of thinking that!" Nazma opened her mouth to reply but Nazim stepped between them.

"You would do well to keep your thoughts to yourself. Now I don't know what your problem is but lay off." Avinash gave both Nazim and Nazma a dirty look and stomped off. Grampy looked upset.

"Take no notice of him. He was always an angry child and is now an angry man. I don't know what goes on in that mind of his."

Two weeks later Nazim was getting ready to go away. He had been selected for an award and had to fly to the US to collect it. He hated to leave Nazma but she had her finals coming up and accepted that they would be a priority.

She helped him pack. She was sad but she knew that he would be back soon. He took a call on his mobile telling him that a car was ready to take him to the airport.

"OK. I'll be down soon." He cut the call. Walking over to Nazma he pulled her close to him and hugged her. "I hate doing this." He said and kissed the top of her head. "But it's only for a week or so. Before you know it I'll be back." He held her at arm's length. "Try ad concentrate on your studies. I know you will be thinking of me 24 hours of the day." She looked up at him.

"Oooh. You are so smug. As it happens I might think of you for say about five minutes, then I'll get on with things." He pulled her close and she laughed.

"Well how about me giving you something more to think about." He placed his hand at the top of the blouse, making his intentions clear. Desire reflected in her eyes but she managed to bring herself from the brink.

"And leave the car waiting." She stood on her tiptoes and gave him a long lingering kiss. "For now, this will have to do."

"Just a couple of days." He winked and picked up his case. "I'll call you once I land."

Nazma was concerned. Three weeks had gone by and still Nazim wasn't home. He'd rung and cited a few hiccups with his return but promised that he would be home in no time. Nazma pottered about at home. Her finals were over and she had the whole summer with Nazim to look forward to. That and wanting to share that little bit of news she received from the doctor. She felt elated and was thankful that Avinash was not around to dampen her mood.

Finally he was on his way home. He sank into the back seat of the car and groaned. He had spoken with Nazma but even her enthusiasm couldn't bring him out of the darkness that had engulfed him. No, he was not looking forward to being home.

It was late as the car pulled up outside the house. Grampy was up to welcome him and explained that he had sent Nazma to bed. Seeing the look on his grandson's face he knew that he had made the right decision.

"You'd best come to the study." He said and went into the house. Nazim nodded and followed him.

"What has happened?" the old man looked across the table at him. Nazim sighed and stared back. Confusion, pain and remorse etched on his face.

"Grampy? While I was in the US a situation happened." Grampy sat back in his seat. "So the boy went off the rails a bit." He thought to himself. "He could hardly be blamed for that." Grampy shrugged. "These things happen. Why don't you put it behind you?" Nazim shook his head.

"No Grampy. While I was there I got married!" There was a gasp of shock. Both looked at the door to see Nazma standing in the doorway. Tears welling up in her eyes. With a strangled sob she ran off down the corridor to her room.

Nazma lay on the bed and looked up at the ceiling. She had cried her heart out. Trying to make sense of it all she fell into a fitful sleep.

Nazim stood outside the bedroom door. His eyes wet with unshed tears. Maybe Grampy was right. He had got himself into this situation and in all reality he had to sort it out. Until he did he would have to keep away from Nazma. He'd hurt her so much already. Putting his head in his hands he slowly sank to the floor silent sobs racking his body.

She awoke as the light streamed through her bedroom window. Without thinking she out her hand out to the other side of the bed and found it empty. It wasn't slept in either. She sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She was hurt and the fact that he had not come into the room last night hurt even more. She allowed herself to cry long and hard. Once the tears had dried up. She steeled her resolve. She was not going down without a fight.

Nazim would not even meet her eyes at breakfast. More so he had chosen to sleep in the guest room. She clattered the breakfast things and dumped Nazim's breakfast in front of him. Avinash, the jerk, had come back like a bad smell and he sat opposite her and smirked. He had found out about all that had happened and was not letting any opportunity pass without goading her. Eventually she got so fed up that she poured the whole jug of juice over him and ground his breakfast into his face. She sat down and glared at him. Avinash was mad and bellowed like a madman. He lunged for Nazma but she was too quick for him. Grampy stood up. Anger evident on his face.

"Avinash! Leave the table. Is there any time of day that you are home when you are not causing trouble. Now go to your room and get cleaned up!" he ordered. Avinash muttered few curses and giving Nazma a murderous look exited the dining room.

"Nazma, Nazim? We are caught up in a very awkward situation. Nazim. You need to tell Nazma what has happened and see if we can find a way to resolve it."

"What is there to tell, Grampy. He went away and the next thing I know is that he got married. How can that be? How is it legal?" Nazim looked crestfallen. She wouldn't even take his name. Grampy looked at her gravely.

"It is legal, I'm afraid. As a Muslim, he is allowed to take another wife and I have made a few enquiries and a full nikaah ceremony was conducted.' Brown eyes rounded on Nazim

"Don't I get a say in this. I thought that as your first wife that I would be given that right at least!"

"Nazma, I had no intention of striking up a friendship let alone get married. I don't know how it happened but I married Lauren. I couldn't just abandon her?!" Nazma drew in a sharp intake of breath.

"Lauren," she spat. "You even dare to take her name in front of me! Next you'll be telling me that she is here and that you are moving her in!" There was an uneasy silence. "No!" she exclaimed in shock. "Why the hell can't you divorce her and send her on her way." Grampy put his hand on her shoulder.

"We'll have to wait 28 days before a divorce can be performed." This was getting worse and worse. She flew at Nazim and beat on his chest with her fists.

"You slept with her!? Why don't you just kill me now." and collapsed sobbing into his arms. Nazim's self control was held by a very thin thread. He wanted to hold her in his arms and soothe away her hurt. But she was beyond that. She was mad.

"I didn't sleep with her," he protested, "At least I don't think I did. Nazma. I was not myself when all this happened."

"So what do you call these?!" Avinash appeared and threw down a handful of photographs. Photographs with Nazim and a pretty blond girl, dressed in wedding finery taking part in the ceremony. Seeing the pain on Nazma's face he smirked. She picked up one or two of the photos scrutinised them further and threw Nazim a dirty look. Then without a word she turned on her heel and went up to her room.

(*The weeks that followed took their toll on Nazma. Knowing that her rival was under the same roof stressed her out. Neither woman had made an effort to approach the other. The last straw was when she lost her baby. True she hadn't been taking care of herself but Avinash himself had had a hand in her "accident." And even admitted to it to her when she was alone. She also found out the reason for his animosity. The fact that her father had refused her hand in marriage to him. That night she lay under her bed sheet quivering and sobbed. Sobbed for the baby she lost, the end of her marriage and the helplessness she felt.

As soon as she was back on her feet she decided that she had to leave. It was not a decision she took lightly. Nazim had thrown himself into his work and was hardly home. He'd leave first thing in the morning and return last thing at night. He refused to give her a divorce. Lauren was indeed pregnant and as the law stood he would not be able to give her a divorce and therefore decided that it would be unfair to agree to a divorce. Unable to take anymore Nazma contacted a few family friends and had quietly put the wheels into motion for her departure from the house.*)

Writing a note for Nazim she tiptoed to his room. Peeking round the door she saw that he wasn't in the bed. She was about to turn and leave when she spied that he was sat in the armchair asleep. She left the note on the desk and looked down at his sleeping form and stifled a sob. Everything had started off so perfect but ended up so wrong. She bent down and gently kissed him on the lips while he was sleeping. Without another look back she left the room.

Nazim watched soundlessly as he watched her exit the room.

Two hours later she was on the plane taking off for the UK. She eased back in her seat closed her eyes and prepared to sleep

PRESENT DAY

Nazma pulled into her usual parking space outside school and sighed. Just under 2 weeks to go. She consoled herself. She hadn't slept well since she had heard about Grampy's passing. But if she was true to herself it was because she was thinking about Nazim. Every evening she would see him in her room and she would reach out for him. He would come towards her but when he got close enough Lauren would appear and he would disappear. Never mind once school broke up she would get as much sleep as she needed.

Ms Townsend, registrar, came looking for her as she reached her class.

"Mrs Ali" she chirped. Nazma smiled broadly at the sound of her voice. Comrades in arms and together anytime there was trouble brewing. "How are we this morning?"

"Fine, Ms Townsend. What trouble have you brought to my door this morning?"

"Mrs Ali? I never bring you trouble only joy" she laughed. "There is a new student starting today. Her name is Samara and she only arrived in the country last week. Her English is limited so she may be shy." Nazma loved it when a new student started.

That's good. So you will bring mum over when she arrives?"

"As always,' Ms Townsend replied and tottered off.

Nazim was going through some paperwork in the study when there was a knock at the door.

"Come in." he called out without looking up. Lauren stepped into the office.

"Hi. Can I get some paperwork from you?" He looked up at her. His eyes void of any emotion.

"What papers do you need?" He stood up and walked over to the window. Lauren sighed to herself. Five years she had spent in this rat hole of a country. Five years and he never acknowledged her as his wife. Yes he gave her his title but that was all. He kept her comfortable, never wanted for any thing but he never gave her any of himself. She had thought that things would have got better after his first wife had left but instead they had got worse. He had punished her for five years but most of all he had punished himself.

"I need to make mine and Talia's passport. I thought it would be nice to go and visit friends. Can I have the original marriage certificate?" He turned round.

"I will get it for you tonight." Lauren nodded and left the office. Barging into Junaid, Nazim's best friend and deputy CEO of the company. He watched Lauren as she strode down the corridor. He smiled at Nazim.

"Everything OK? He asked and shut the door. Nazim turned round and motioned Junaid to take a seat and sat down.

"Depends on what you consider OK." He replied morosely.

"I have something to cheer you up." Nazim leaned forward in his chair. Junaid carried on. "I have located Nazma." Nazim's eyes lit up.

"Where."

"Well not exactly where she lives but where she works. My sister is in London and she has enrolled her daughter, Samara at the same school. I took the liberty of taking a copy of the photo you have on your table and sent it to her." Junaid leant back in his chair and smiled. "Her mission. If she chooses to take it is to befriend Nazma and report back." For the first time in years Nazim beamed and his eyes glittered with a look of anticipation. He had a lot of work to do before he finally would be able to see her. He walked round to the side of the desk. The gratitude on his face showed how much of a burden he head been carrying. He hugged Junaid.

"Thank you" he said. "You have done more for me than a brother could have done." Junaid hugged him back.

"We have still got a way to go. No need to thank me."

"For the first time in years, I feel like I want to be home." He picked up his briefcase. "Why not come home for dinner?" Junaid shook his head.

"Mum has got relatives visiting. She wants me home. But you go. I'll keep you posted.

Nazim sat on his bed and removed his shoes and socks. He took the tie off and threw it on the bed and then went into the en suite. He re appeared changed and refreshed ten minutes later lay down and got ready to sleep. Then he remembered Lauren's request. He pushed aside the bedcover and walked over to the small safe in the corner of the room. Pulling out the file with all the certificates and important documents he sat on his bed and snapped on the bedside lamp. He located the marriage certificate and pulled it out. He had locked it away the minute he had gotten home and never really looked at it. He read it from top to bottom and then stopped in horror.

It was not his signature on the certificate!


Sorry for any spelling or typing errors. X xx


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