from previous--

kahy  reached  her  office, the  entire twenty second  floor  of  the  building  was  alloted  to  the  bank she  worked  in, the  lift  door  opened  directly  into  the  office, sam--the  junior  manager  was  holding  a  throw  away  cup  of  coffee  in his  hands , she  pleasantly  greeted  him , he  turned  pale  , hesitantly  and  rather  nervously  he  asked  where  had  she  been for  past  one  month 

from previous--

kathy  looked  at  the  room , everything was  in its  proper  place  as  she  liked  it  , the  wall  clock  showed  the  date --first  june, dismayed  she  thought  it  should  be  first  of  May, but  the  computersied  clock  shows  accurate  time  and  date, in two  minutes  from her  seventieth floor she  reached  the  parking  , remote  operated  car  was  opened, she  sat  down in her  driving  seat, all was  the  same  around  yet  so  strange, she  had  to  reach  wall street  

from previous--

kathy  was  very  mechanical, disciplined  and  her  routine  was  fixed, her  small  quick  breakfast  consisted  of  a  bowl  of  corn flakes  and  a  cup  of  coffee  and  optional  boiled  egg, finishing  it  off  she   picked  up  her  bag  to  leave  for  her   wall street  located  bank  on the  twenty  second  floor, shutting locking her  apartment  with the  latest  security  system , if  someone  broke  in the  system alerted  the  company  , within minutes  the  police  and  company  guards  would  enter  her  apartment

from previous--

kathy  woke  up  listening  to  the  musical  alarm  in her  mobile  phone, shutting  it  off she  again  went  back  to  sleep,  on the  third   time  she  got  out  of  bed  , she  was  meticulous  and  very  systematic, she  liked  keeping  everything  in place, tidy  and  neat, one  of  the  reasons  she  did  not  marry  because  she  would  not  have  liked  a  husband  with a  different  nature  and  wrong  habits

Bekhabar--

kathy  was  a  young  attractive woman in  her early  thirties  , single  , her  apartment  in  manhattan on the  seventieth floor  was  posh  and she  a  bank employee  was  one  of  the  most  efficient   big  client  handler  , top  secret  job required  her  to  make  the  wealthy  see  her  point  of  view  and  make  big investments  , the  list  of  such  clients  were  known only  to  her not  even to  the  directors

from previous--

sadaqat  had  taught  his  only  son sharafat  hasin all he  had  learnt  and  practised  all his  life  aout  treating  patients, about  medicine  making,  about  managing  the  family  business , sharafat  hasin did not  like   this  family  business  so  much, but  he  was  not  capable  of  doing  any  other  job , men  arrived  in large  numbers  , the  posters  on the  town walls   read  attractive  features   , women  covered  their  faces  or  turned  away   looking  at  them, so  sharafat  had  no  choice  but  to  assist  his  father  though  this  was  not  fetching  enough  respect, wealth  and  fame, the  only  fame  was  a  name  people  knew, the  good name  turned  to  bad  name, reputation was not  very  convincing  but  still

from previous--

the  persian carpet  had  lost  its  beauty, it  was  the  historic  pride  and  heritage  of  the  family passed  down from generations  from victorian era, the  pattern had  faded, covered  for  decent  use  with  sheets  arranged  on them   long cushions , leaning  agianst  them  royally  the  attitude  reflecting  of  mughal  baadshah  of  the  yore sat  sadaqat  hasin--the  hakim, a  herbal  doctor  

from previous--

once  upon  a time  the  building  must  have  been huge  and   undivided, but  with  time  a  partition was  erected  in the  middle  to  separate  the  space  , one  portion was  used  as  the  dispensary  the  other  as  the  waiting  room,  against  one  wall  for  male  patients, the  other  side  reserved  for  females  but  usually  women  patients   came  in less number  so  anyone  could   find  a  suitable  place  on the  benches  arranged  for  himself

Wapsi Ka Safar--

journey  is  not  over
the  rest  of  it  lies before  the  carriage

travel  is  that -- before
 which  lies  its  destination

till here  i   have
   recognized  my killer

but   there  is  more
of  the  killer  beyond yet  to  come

from previous--

nurin beghum was  upset , her  eyes   wet, she  shared  her  feelings  with tai  jan,  it  was  time  for  rukhsati, daughter"s  doli  will be  lifted  up  with  the  funeral  of  their  traditions,  what  about  gulshan, the  word  was  cut  short  as  it  was  uttered  , tai jan  silenced  her  quickly  , advising  never  to   speak  that  name  ever  again, nurin got  up  exhausted  , at that  moment  in came  her  husband  afridi  enquiring  where  was  she  the  mother  of  the  bride

from previous--

as  a  rule  nurin beghum must  be  standing  next  to  afridi  welcoming  the  guests  and  in general  taking  care  of  the  function  as  a  hostess  but  she  was  hiding  somewh
ere, tai jan  - her  mother  in law  talked  to  her  to  come  out  and  show  up  herself  to  the  guests  asking for  her, 

aur jhuk gaya asman--

afridi  mansion was  decorated  like  the  milky  way, shimmering  lights   studded  in almost  everything   gave  the   scene  a  fairytale  look, the  night  shone  bright  like  mid  day, the  air  filled  with  cigarette  and  perfume  , food   for  the  feast  , all  mixed  together  intoxicated  , it  was  justics  abid  afridi"s  only  daughter "s  marriage, 

hand bag--

hand bag  is  an essential  part  of  woman"s  personality , an  accessory like  a  handkerchief  yet  it  must  be  chosen with  care and  carried   in style, it  can  enhance  , underline  and  complete  one's  attire  and  give  attitude  , so  size, shape  and  colour of  handbags   should  be  selected   lovingly

Guftgu july--

mind  is  the  reflection of  the  inner  soul,  surface  changes  test  us  in life, education  is  a  skill  and  art  of  learning  and  teaching, but  culture  is  the  spirit  of  the  society, cultures  envelope  personalities, give  moral  strength  and  guide  the  person  by  showing  what  is  right  and  wrong that  education fails  to  do, education  can not  make  minds  bigger  unless  the  mind  is  already   ready  to   grasp, many  uneducated  also  have  big  minds and stored  lots  of  knowledge , self  learning  and  the  learning  of  the  self  is  growth of  man, education is  not  limited  entirely  to  syllabus, culture  is  what  keeps  the  minds  together, those  who pray  together  stay  together, others   compete  to  prove  themselves  better  , its  the  perspective  outlook  that  changes  man

opening page--

shab e  barat  is  the  midnight  when prayers  are  offered  believing  it  will bring  them luck  fortune  as  it  is  the  night  of  distribution of  good  fortune

ramzan almubarak  is  here  , greetings and  celebrations  revive  life, 

seheri  and  iftari  recipes  will be  added  soon,

till then enjoy  this  issue

Khabron Ki Duniya--

tolerance is  in short  supply, globally  all  want  to  enjoy  life  without  responsibilities, as a  result  small mini  families  or  single  member  units  have  cropped  up  everywhere  in all  cities  around  the  world  , culturally   acceptable  joint  families  that  used  to  be  the  pride  and  glory   is  considered  backward  and  primitive  by  the  educated, but
but  in haryana  , hissar  in the  village   kasar  gaon  a  family  of 43   members  live  together  under  on roof, twenty  of  them are  graduates, all women qualified,  just  three  in govermnet  service, small children  are  raised   as  the  latest  trend  is, they  enjoy  sharing  their  responsibilities   , specific   job for  each one, for  their  daily  milk  they  keep  cattle,  grow  their  own  vegetables  and  live  happily  ever  after, because  they  unite  as  a  family  to  live  peacefully 

Anmol Moti--

that  silence  is  better  than  speech  when  you  are  requested  to  share  your  opinion,  that  speech is  useless  when you  are   forced  to  shut  up

from previous--

the  nawab was  overwhelmed, when he  sees  the  plastic  water  proof  sealed  envelope  , he  tells  them later  he  was  fond  of  collecting  art  images, he  once  happened  to  meet  a  german, who   spoke  sanskrit  fluently  , very  fluently, he  had   offered  to  buy  some  art  pieces  from him, of  course  he  had  refused  , but  he  had  threatened  that  the  secret  societies  of  sun worshippers  and  star  worshippers  would  get  them because  the  pieces  were  related  to  their  thought, so  they  belonged  to  them

from previous--

he  did  not  plug  in the  wires  , nor  did  he  switch  it  on, nor  did  he turn them  in any  dirstion as  suggested, he  puled  out  the   wires  , rolled  them  and  reached  the  spot   where  he  was  led, the  door  of  the  nawab was  shut , it  was  a  dangerous  game, what  if  the  real  fool arrived, what  if  the  mastermind realised his  mistake  and  reached  there  to  find  him, what  if  the  waiter  arrived  there, who had  served  him the  rice  dish, he  quickly  reached  the  taxi  and  asked  him to  drive  to  the  main gate

from previous--

reaching  the  sarosh  mehel  , he  paid  the  taxi  driver  more  than the  double  the  fare, he  was  asked  to  wait  for  him, finding  the  north  door  , counting  some  one  hundred  steps  , walking  in the   north  eaterly  direction he  did  find  the  thickets, flashing  his  torch he  did  find  the  machine  and  wires  and  all that  was  he  asked  to  do, suddenly  realised  the  letter  was  not  for  him from a  friend, it  was  serious  business  , meant  for  some  fool  to carry  out  , who  did  not  know  the  difference  of  bombs  planted  there, who  would  just  obediently  follow  all instructions

from previous--

he  read  the  instructions  signed  by  some   pujari--the  worshipper--he  thought  it  was  a  joke  , a  prank  played  on him by  a  friend, he  was  there  to  enjoy  the  trip, and  he  knew  to  have  fun one  must  discover , explore  and  dare  to  venture, this  was  for  him to  enjoy  , he  must  also   make  his  friend  believe  he  was  on it, so  he  happily  took a  taxi  and  reached  the  place

from previous--

he  opened  the  water  proof  sealed  envelope  he found   covered  in the  rice  dish in the  hotel  he  had  come  for  the  first  time,  the  message  was  a  detailed  instruction for  him to  reach  sarosh  mehel , from  the   north  entrance  counting  hundred  steps  towards  the north  eastern direction  he  would  find  some  thickets, inside  which  a  machine  he  had  to  plug  with  the  wires  fitted  to  a  bulb and  run as  fast  as  he  could  away  from it  turning  the   switches  on

from previous--

the  simple  plain looking , not  very  well dressed  customer  new  to  the  place  took his  chair   at  the  near  by  table, happy  there  was  someone  friendly  , he  waited  for  the  waiter  to get  him something  to  eat, another  waiter  served  him  a  meal,  this  was  not  the  same  waiter, the  poor  man  served  himself  rice  from the dish  into his  plate , something  caught his  serving  spoon, it  was  a  plastic  envelope   in the  rice  hidden with a  message  within

Shafaq Ke Pujari--

imran  was  new  to  the  place, he  nervously  entered  the  hotel  , a  waiter  politely  greeted  him, so happy he  was  he  began  chtting  informally  to the  waiter  come  to  take  an order, the  shrewd  waiter  remarked  that  all  the  waiters  were  all  over  the  globe  were  highly  trained  and  well educated, learned  to  deal  with international  clientele so he  speculated  he  was first  timer  to  a  hotel  like  that , if  he  did  not  know  what  to  eat  the  waiter  himself  would  get  something  suitable  for  him, making  him feel better  the sweet  waiter  left

from previous--

new  york--

american experts  have  discovered  that  humans  can smell  over  10, 00, 00, 00, 00, 00,00  smells, the  senses  of  man  were  previously  underestimated 

from previous--

rayaz--

a  long  list  of  non islamic  names  is  issued   that  confuse  and  conflict   the  minds  of  islamic  world  , these  names  on the  list  would  be  no  longer  used  by  them to   name  their  family  members

khabarnamah--

dubai  has  opened  new  halal  zones  for  international  customers  and  consumers  from america  and  australia  , the  arab emirates is  the  gateway to enter  this  halal  zone  , CEO  auhadallah belol explained

rukhsar--

shola  husn  se  jal jaye  na  chehrey  ka  naqab,,
apney  rukhsar  se  pardey  ko  hataey  rakhiye



unn ke  rukhsar  pe  behtey  hue  aansu  tauba,,
hum  ne  shola  pe  machalti  hui  shabnam dekhi

pakeeza bazm--

quickly  tell  the  names  of  shakir  parvin"s  husband  and  son please--

doctor  sayed  nasir  ali  is  husband

sayed murad  ali is  son

mujhe kuch kehna hai--

readers  vie  point  , 
beauty  depends entirely  on the  love  of  supreme  service, it  makes  one  better  human being  , good  friend  , responsible  person

people  try  find  solace  in materialistic  things  
instead  of  finding  it  in purity  of  goodness  and  good  deeds  done  , 


some  people  believe  they  are  born superior  to  the  rest  of  their  fellow  beings  , so  they  are  better  off , they  have  a  right  to  treat  others  as  they  wish, that they  have  divine  rights  to  behave  as  they  desire

trust  is  the   element  that  keeps  the  relationships  strengthened  , trusting  people  keep  together  never  losing  their  integrity

from previous--

it  was  the  first  morning  of  the  bride  after  marriage  , she  hid  herself  in the  washroom, all the  girls  came  one  by  one  or  in groups  to  take  her  to  meet  the  rest  of  the  family,  but  she  was  taking  too long  to  come  out  from the  washroom because  she  was  angry  with  afaq, who  tried  to  give  an explanation but  this was  beyond  her  

from previous--

fara  sat  down  on the  corner  of  the  bed, she  heard  the  car  approach,  it  was  afaq, silently   getting  the  watchman  to  open the  gates, she  stood  watching  him, he  looked  up  at  the  balcony , she  quickly  took  cover  of  the  wall but  not  before  he  had  seen her, he  came  up  looking  very  worried, she  was  annoyed  , silent  not  ready  to  talk, he  opened  the  topic  conversationally  he  had  to  urgently  go  , a  friend  was  desparately  in need  of  his  support

from previous--

fara  went  to  bed  , within  an hour  or  so   changing  her  side  she  felt  she  was  all alone, where  was  afaq, patting  the  bed  onher  side  the  bed was   vacant,  his  cell phone  was  on the  side  table, he  was  not  in the  washroom, not  around  wherever  he  could  be, her  first  night  after  marriage  and  grrom was  gone  while  she  slept, she  did  not  want  to  create  a  scene  by  going  out  in the  passages  looking  for  him drawing  everyone"s  attention, the  midnight  was  over,   soon the  dawn was  to  light  up  the  sky

raqs bismil--

afaq's  room  was  decorated  with  red  flowers  , fragrance  was  going  direct  to  the  head, intoxicating  mind, fara  was  there  waiting  for  him, nervous,  modern educated  yet  nervous,  sasha  knocked  at  the  door  , smiling  entered  sasha  cheekily asking  what  made  her  turn so  red, of  course  sasha  was  not  married , life  will  teach her  to be  nervous  when  she  did  marry  one  day

page 306--7--

good  mothers  are  good  advisors  and  guides  to  their  daughters, they  raise  them properly, not  over  feeding  or  under  feeding  them, caring  to  teach  them values  of  hardwork,  impressing  upon  them family  relationships, preparing  them for  future  life   after  marriage   when they  have  to  build  their  own family  structures, to  be  a  loyal  wife  and  true  life  companion of  husbands  , adjusting  themselves  to  their  in laws  life  styles, adopting  them and  their  life  not  looking  back  in comparison  , tips  to  ensure   they  strengthen their  ties  , negating  their  break  ups,  because  a  good  mother  will  prove  a  good  friend  for  her  own daughter"s  happiness, so  that  she  can peacefully  settle  down shouldering  her  responsibilities

from previous--

barhan  was  returning  from his  early morning  namaz, the  new  dawn  was  breaking, the  new  sun  cast  its   light, the  new  day  had  begun,  at  home, sabra  must  have  offered her  prayers  and  gone  back  to  sleep, there  was  a  deathly  silence  in the  house, shabina "s  room was  shut, he  could  not  tell if  she  was  sleeping  or  awake

from previous--

rabi  sadly  tells  her  grandfather--shah alam to  remind  kainaz  and roma  about  their  tutor   no  longer  coming, she  wanted  some kind  of   news  of  barhan, how  life  had  treated  him so   bad,  he  would  be  kept  busy  for  a  while  with their  family  problems,  shah  alam  liked barhan , because  he  was so  hardworking  progressive  and  honest, he  wanted  to  give  his all best  support  to  barhan , to  rise  in life,  talking  about  barhan gave  rabi  lots  of  happiness  and  satisfaction

from previous--

the  junior   nervously  yet  ecitedly  remarked  the  file  must be  found,  the  file  was  a  golden  goose  that  gave  golden eggs,  he  had  trusted  sitara  would  hand  it  herself  to  them with her  beautiful hands  but  poor  she  had  to  go, go  away  with her  beauty, beautiful  lovely  face, and  all  that  loveliness

from previous--

barhan  sees  the  neighbours  of  his  colony  and  other  local  residents  at  the  milk shop,  he  greets  them some  had  seen him, others  who  had  not  also  got  attentive, some  of  them asked  when was  the  funeral, the  dead  body  was  yet  to  arrive, the  announcement  he  said  would  be  made  in the  masjid,  for  all  to  attend  the  last  rit
es

amanat--

when did  barhan wake  up  he  did  not  know, , he  looked  around  to  see  sabra  his  mother, he  had  spent  sleeping  hours  worrying,  the  door  was  slightly  ajar,  sabra  was  breathing  but  dead  tired,  he  realised  how  terrible  the   day  before  had  gone, shabina  also  must  be  in similar  condition, not  wanting  to  disturb them he  walked  out  of  the  house   as  if   walking  on a  stretch  of  water , silently  , to  get  milk from the  near  by  shop, outside  some  faithful were  returning  from  the  masjid  , after  their  namaz, others  were   gathered  around  the  milk shop  buying  milk  and  curds, he  recognised  all of  them, he  had  grown up  seeing  them

from previous--

wilbur  was  on his  death bed  , breathing  but  not  opening  his  eyes, the  doctors  were  over worked, there  was  a  day  nurse, for  the  night  shift  the  second  nurse , but  marina  had  to  know  what  were  the  chances  of  his  improving, the  doctor declared  it  was  his  last night, finality  in his  tones  broke  her  into  tears, she  had  to  be  strong  ,  call  all her  relatives  to  be  present  at  his  last  rites

from previous--

wilbur  and  marina  had  two  children, one  son, one  daughter, in thirty  years both  grew  up  , got  married , the  daughter  was  in germany  with  her  army  officer  husband, the  son with his  family  in south  america  working  in a  oil company, with age  marina  had  grown more  facial  hair,  wilbur  had  become  more  dignifies  and popular

from previous--

wilbur  got  married  to  marina , she   got  a  job for  him , the  bank  manager  was  sure   he  would  not  be  able  to   handle  the  job  well,  careless  as  he  wilbur  would   either  not  come  or  reach  late, this  would give  him enough reason  to  throw  him out, but  wilbur  was  transformed, from the  day  one  he  reached  his  work office  not  only  on time  regularly  , punctually  but  proved he  was  the  right  person to  handle  the  job  so  efficiently

from previous--

wilbur  had  before  his  marriage  to  marina  done  many  temporary  jobs, never   settling  for  any, he  had   uncaring  nature  and  reaching  late  for  work , because  of  this  he  would  be  thrown out  soon, till one  day  when he was  working  on daily  wages  and  met  marina  rather  manly  with  a  shadow  of  light  hairline  on her  upper  lip, large  strong  built and  a  teacher, strict  discpinarian, soon they  were  married 

Akhri Rasm--

wildur  was  on bed, dying , this  was  the  latest  news  spread  like  forest  fire  , in small  towns   gossip  spreads  very  fast, everywhere  people  were  talking  aout  wilbur, for  past  thirty  years  he  had  made  a  social  status  for  himself, in this  position all agreed  that  his  wife marina  had  played  a  most  important  role

from previous--

adil  meets ashar  , they  share  their  opinion why  khala  was  so  upset  and losing her   self  control,  adil felt  she  needed  attention love  care  and  importance  of  family  she  was  so  used  to  , mor  so now  after  the  death of  her  husband, ashar  sarcastically  sneered, he  was  not  ready  to  slave  , she  had  led  a  full life  , her  dictatorship was  over , it  was  time  she  spent  her  ripe  age  in praying, rudely  he  added  her  youth was  over  , her  way  of  showing  her  love  was  to  wipe  the  picture of  her  husband  , though there  was  no  blots  on it , he  had  his  life  to  see  to, 

from previous--

adil meets  anwar  who  cheerfully  invited  him to  join  them for  tea  and  samosas  ,  they  talk  khala had  become  different  , sad, weak  and  so  low  in self  esteem,  anwar  agreed  , it  was  because  she  missed  her  husband  

badi azmaish--

adil  entered the  house  , he  looked  everywhere  but  khala  was  not there, he  heard  a  sound  coming  from the  lounge, khala  was  standing  wiping her  dead  husban"s  picture  framed  , her  bed  was  still in her  room, but  khalu"s  bed  was  removed,  she  was  crying, her  importance  in life  had  finished, her  morale  was  down, she  believed  her husband  was  the  supreme  ruler , as  long as  he  lived  she  enjoyed  the  status  of  a   vazir, 

from previous--

awan  asked   mahrukh  if she  did not  trut  him , if  he  had bad  intentions  he  would  not  have  given her  so  much  respect , the  first  time he  got  opportunity  he  could have   destroyed  her, if  se  did  not  know  the  difference  between the  good   and  the  wicked, he  had  proposed  to her, given her  shelter  kept  her  safe  what  else  she  doubted  him for, it  was  she  pledged  to  gulfam  till  her  death

from previous--

both  taghral  and  pari  were  greatly  overwhelmingly  surprised  , the  dadi  had  kept  a  secret  from all,she  had  arranged  a  hotel  for  this  function , on her  asking  he  slipped  a  ring  on pari"s  finger,