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Love, Infancy, Feeling, Imprisonment, Freedom. Part-1

Love, Infancy, Feeling, Imprisonment, Freedom.

Syedaliraza14sn · Fantasy
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110 Chs

Post-77

She says to both, you play both but now don't make noise, ok, till then I will cook meal.

she goes to the kitchen, which is right in front of this bed.

There She also kneads the dough for bread. and keeps looking at Irfan and the parrot again and again, then diverts her attention from them, starts baking bread,

For some time Irfan plays with the toys. the parrot also moves around in the cage, keeps looking at Irfan, and is completely silent.

Anila looks at both of them, and is satisfied that now these two will not make noise, Anila gets busy baking bread,

Irfan stops playing, stares at the parrot, the parrot also stares at Irfan.

Irfan opens the cage door, puts his hand inside the cage, holds the parrot tightly. Instead of biting Irfan's hand, the parrot kisses his hand with its beak.

By the way, this parrot is very aggressive and biting everyone, even bitting Anila and Junaid.

The beak is also very sharp, yet it does not bite Irfan, even though Irfan holds the parrot with a very hard pattern.

but the parrot kisses Irfan's hand repeatedly, Irfan catches the parrot and takes it out of the cage.

He holds it with both his hands and brings it in front of his face, he gives it a kiss very lovingly. the parrot also kisses Irfan very lovingly.

Irfan stops the parrot in front of his face and for a few moments looks at him very carefully. the parrot also looks at Irfan carefully.

then Irfan's lips move, and in a very deep voice he says to the parrot, O Mithu (loving name of Parrot)! You know, I've been in this house for about 9 months, I've been hearing your teo, teo, teo, teo, teo since day one.

When I came to this house on the first day, I screamed, shouted, cried, but everyone was laughing at my crying, everyone was happy, most of all Junaid and Anila were happy.

while I was crying. was, shouting, shouting, they were all making fun of me, congratulating Anila and Junaid.

still I was crying, shouting, shouting, then Anila started cheering me, took me in her arms, kissed me, held me to her bosom, hugged me to her, get me slept with herself.

so that, I would stop my protest, cry, scream, and shout, from that time until now whenever I cry, Screaming, shouting, Anila and Junaid start cheering me, taking me in their arms, loving me, kissing me, telling me sweet words to entertain me, showing me green gardens of imagination. showing great wishes, feeding fruit, teaching to play with nice toys, meaning Anila and Junaid are making every effort.

so that I accept them both, don't think of myself as a prisoner of Anila And Junaid And I should consider them as my sympathizer, partner and helper, stop my protest, stop crying and yelling.

do as Anila and Junaid want, become a mental slave of both of them forever. consider everything they say as true,

I should follow their wishes and wishes, accept them as correct, be in need of their help at all times. follow their opinion in everything, obey them in everything.

do what they want. and not do what they do not want. they Stop me, I should stop, fulfill their every wish.

I sould lose all my rights and get caught in the trap of their love, stay in prison for the rest of my life, consider this prison as my home, and live the life of a prisoner forever.

Continued on Post-78