Halakat Khez

the  air craft  circling  over  the  town of  darulaslam  full  of  palm trees, was  about  to  land, all  the  passengers  aboard  had  tightened  their  seat  belts, ready  to  land, the  best  hotel  there  was  booked  already  for  them all, they  were  to  stay  there, mehsin knew  that  zulfar's  pocket  did  not  allow  such  an  expebsive  hotel  , one  eighty  shillings  a day  just  for  lodging  and  no meal