zamin ke badal-

-the  air craft  took off, rising   high  towards  the  sky  making  both  hamid  and  qasim uncomfortable, the  smiling  air  hostess passed  them drinks  they  refused  and  sickness  kit  that  they  accepted, qasim nervously  began  making  strange  throaty  noises  as  he  was  sick  and  getting  sicker   till the  flight  rose  and  began its  normal  airborne  route inviting  bitter  comments  from hamid  who  hated  romances  when air  borne, what  if  the  craft caught  fire, a  passenger  turned  rudely  to  check him, this  was  fun hamid  thought  and  remarked  perhaps  the  airplane  would  explode  mid  air  another  dirty  look  from another  passenger  did  not  stop him from making  one  more  comment  that  the  airplane  would  fall down , the  idea of  crashing  down  was  quite  horrid  , the  woman  at  the  back  shut  him up  he  ought  to  be  ashamed