dar haqeeqat-

-some  days    are   empty  , nothing  to  do  whole  day, you  keep  yawning, killing  flies   but  the  day  does  not  seem  to pass  at  all, sometimes   days  are  so   shrunk as  if  all  types  of  work  surround  you, wherever  you   throw  your  glance  pending  work  is  waiting  for  you,  by  the  end  of  the  day   you   are  breathless, it  was  one  february  day  , winters  were  leaving  , days  were  warmer but  the  nights  still  freezing    , early  mornings   still  foggy, in such  a  day  he  got  ready  and  reached  his  police  station  where  an  information was  already  waiting  for  him