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offcourse. it’s about my bro.
we lived in a village in india. i was born N raised there and upto age 14 i didn’t even know how to speak urdu let alone any other language [we spoke our regional language called Bhojpuri]. i didn’t even go to any school until i was in grade 10 so u can imagine how i must have been. i did everything in the last 16 years…did all the degrees that i have today. anyhow, keeping that in mind imagine when i went with my bro to his sasural [inlaws’ home] in Bombay to see his wud be wife. i didn’t understand a word what they were talking and all of a sudden his the girl came in wearing jeans, sleevless, and not shy at all. OMG i lost my footage and sort of tipped over. i asked my bro is she a girl? if she si why is she wearing men’s clothes. he said yes she is but she is different. she is from the big city so shut up lol. she talked to every1. my bro liked her and married her. now she is my bhabhi and i live with her. the way she was is a thing of the past. she is the most loving n caring person i know of. she took care of me after my parents passed away. she is like my mom to me. a great lady. i wish every1 has a bhabhi like mine 
may Allah bless her aameen**