Tuesday, January 28, 2014

from previous--

he  had  been a  good  swimmer , but  without  practice  his lungs  gave  up, soon he  collapsed, when he  opened  his  eyes  he  observed  he  was  in a  small  poorly  village  cottage  room, on  a  coir  cord   charpoy, a  plain cotton mattress  and  a  pillow, a  window  on one  side  , and  an old  man   puffed  his  hooka  , when khawar  cried  out  with pain the  old  man thanked  god  for  bringing  him to  life

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