-he held his weapon and looked at the killer group, a soft voice in his ear asked him to give him the lighter to smoke, he jumped startled because it was a familiar voice, naqqash tried to look into the face to recognize him but the face was in the pitch dark, a man handing the lighter declared they must hurry up or it might turn difficult for them , the man lit the lighter and the flame rose to illuminate his face
-he was born and raised in a village located in the lap of a bowl shaped valley, surrounded with chains of hills this was a matchless beauty of a village, there grew evergreen pine trees, their timber was valued highly expensive, they were government property and the natives picked the scattered twigs and fire wood
-he would stop and see on every two three steps , look around and check for any one hiding , any associate or helper and partner of the killer, all he could feel and hear was his own loud heart beats, he was alert and very carefully moving forward
-naqqash woke up startled by some unidentifiable sound,, he began to look around with his eyes wide in pitch dark,his mind was saying his senses dd register some sound not regular so the goddess of sleep pulled her blessed hand away from him, he strained to listen and could hear only the chorus of the night beetles
-he wiped his eyes and that moment came forwards clear and clean, the windows of the past shut down,, he was back in the present at the time square amidst the surrounding rush, the crowd was getting thicker and thicker and bigger and bigger, his heart began to sink as he felt a shooting sharp pain rise in his heart, he saw three foreigners nearing him talking to each other, probably they were of some asian country, one of them wore a strange colourful straw hat and was of slight structure with sharp moustaches
-he made his haunt at fourteen street station chelsea where he slept at night, during the day he roamed about, there were many more like him homeless and needy who lived there, he was mostly seen aimlessly roaming around on the seventh avenue, his ultimate destination was time square some one and half mile away where in a corner he would sit lost deep in his thoughts
-ot took some days to recover from his misfortune, now he faced a new challenge,, it was very important to go to work on time, he also had to see to the needs of four year old kathy and babysit for her,, his neighbour rupert suggested he remarried , but to replace maggie was very difficult for him, then there was kathy , he was uncertain how the new woman might treat her
-for some days he sunk himself in deep mourning sorrow, then he one day got up with some decisiveness and reached his mother and proclaimed he was ready to face his problems and do everything to earn a living, his days of struggle began and then he realised the studies he was ignoring mattered so much to get a good job,
-richard and his mother when were informed of the death of his father they were left alone destitute and the funeral and burial of the body was done by charity groups,, now future was bleak and life posed a big problem, mother was not educated and could not get any decent office job with good salary so she became a factory worker,, just the two of them with their own apartment , life dragged on
-richard was an only child of his parents, they lived in new york in a small posh flat which his father bought in good old times , that area was notorious for poverty and crime related incidents, when richard was just six it proved a turning point in his life , his father returning from work was shot two bullets by the warring gangs shooting each other, his father was rushed to the hospital but he soon was dead
-seventh avenue was crowding with vehicles as the dusk neared,, shadows were lengthening,, he was walking past with unseeing eyes,, his long white hair and a long beard and moustaches long and dirty, he seemed he had not touched water for ages,, nor had he combed or groomed for a long time,, all he wore was an old shirt and worn off pantaloons with a scanty jacket faded and worn out and appeared black with dirt and grime stuck on it
-a beautician happened to meet her customer"s husband on a street, so she asked him casually if his wife whom she had given fullers earth face mask , did it prove any helpful,
-of course , as long as the face pack is on her face as mask she looks fine,
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-a husband was engrossed deep in his thoughts, so wife curiously asked what was he thinking,, he replied he was thinking of the taj mahal, what kind of construction he would get built on her dead body
-the clever wife declared life was simple and all there foe her should be written - late mirza's wife
--there is something on your neck that is horribly frightening
-what is it
-your face
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-he is his identical twin sister's brother, born same day, , same time with barely any difference ,, yet the brother is eighty and she remains thirty nine
-he told shah it was a speculation she disappeared from her own henna function to reach him, even more possible was he himself helped her in getting away, as he expressed his opinion he looked at him with his large eyes direct and straightforward,
-there was no doubt about his intelligent mind,, this was his accurate logical conclusion proving how brilliant he was, how easy it was for him to effortlessly join all the links together and reach an answer
-bhao said he knew of this from his close associate and friend forgetting the name he asked for the tip, it was fakhar, who had recently met bhao in the funeral, right bhao agreed he took some time to recall , bhao had sharp eagle eyes that could see things inside and around the facts.he explained the gangster was in bangkok with his little daughter in house arrest
-he expressed his feelings on how he felt leaving deep emotional marks on his mind, when bhao's friends ruby and others were all killed so painfully, it was unforgettable and awful,, his heart was also pierced with the dead friends on the beam, followed by the incident where the innocent were killed,, though it was a retaliatory act it hung round his soul heavy making him feel guilty, he hoped all was done and the balance was cleared yet of something was left to be done he was ready to complete the score
--he said it was not plastic surgery but cosmetic surgery, he could restore his original looks anytime he wanted, after the initial attack of suspense and shock bhao had tried to recover hos own senses, , aniq"s death was a common cause of sorrow they shared,, but it was a topic they avoided to speak on, perhaps it was painful for both of them to talk about it, finally releasing a deep long sigh bhao said he was aware what he did was on someone elses command , , recalling the days when like cray he was being hunted for in the jungles
-aniq"s death was a shock,, it was a heavy burden weighing on his mind , crushing his soul, his burial scenes were bleeding his eyes, not wanting to waste them , not wishing to spend them , he saved the tears to save his energy and which would make him meet that dangerous woman
-the man and wife discussed about the pilot"s offer , all that they had to do was remain silent and they accepted to fly with him, the pilot tried to make them scream by his ultra daredevil turns small and big, but he heard no sound, finally he landed and accepting his defeat to make them scream he found the trembling scared man emerge from his hideout in a corner, who explained they made no sound for they had no money to pay
-he barely could choke his scream when with his stunts his wife fell out of the window
-a man ad his wife go to a local fair, along with other fun there was a small aircraft which carried passengers round the skyscape of the township just for four thousand rupees,
-both stood watching the trip with dreams in their eyes, what a chance of life it was to enjoy a air trip, who knows whether they would make it in the next year fair or not,
-eight thousand for the coupe to afford the trip was not possible
-the pilot watching them approached with a personal favour , he would take them on the flight on the condition they remained silent through out the trip
-he pulled his collar out from sajadil"s grip, he then moved towards the smoke rising, , baqar an old associate of sajadil was also with him, who grabbed him by his arm and stopped him, speaking in his ear in whispers he said there was not point in going there, explaining that the man was already dead and they were making sure he was dead by fogging the area
-once again the clouds gathered in the sky, turning the overcast day sky into midnight sky, that man asif khan seemed quite a clever and smart person,, with all the attributes of a good friend and a companion,, who was with him driving an old and powerful ford jeep, he was rather enjoying driving it,, pressed in his lower lip was a pinch of powdered tobacco that kept him alert and awake
- no show is made of lour love
-anything except false show is made
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-true that the world is not sincere
-somewhat we also do not have the world in us
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-sometime be our guest in our home
-just a request not a demand we make
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-troubles of life are so that we
- ignore them but can not avoid them
-look at the beautiful side of life too
-beyond the streches of mind where
-in the lighted eyes
-the moon surrounded with stars
-that secretly
-descend in the arms of it
-did you ever try see
-like a lost dance
-and the ringing of the rainbow dew
-golden sun rays
-why cover the face
-that was the main problem, no signal no trace of an inch of signal around there, he took the phone from yunus"s hands and speaking to asif he declared it was a matter of an innocent man"s life and death, was it possible for him to reach there, the man on the other side explained he had a bike and it was raining constantly , no other conveyance and a very wise area to cover it was not possible, he was offered financial help and reward and all expenses refunded for his effort if he supported them
-you mean aniq was not in his senses, whatever he was doing it was under that woman"s influence, one hundred percent true yet unbelievable, seen with his own mortal eyes , once he had even seen sajadil in a trance like state similar to drunken state, for some time he seemed stranger and distant, this is a spiritual experience
-mercy of god, what a confession, it was a curtain raiser , a vision presenting itself before their eyes , whose hand was behind the whole scene, not a fairy tale or a ghost story, these acts affect thoughts and mind is carried away to distant places where it desires to be, he also had to change his mind after he experienced it was true, reality was clear and circumstances were changed and with it the facts and the reality
-some followers reached iblis to find he was watching television and smoking a cigar, surprised followers asked him if he had given up his wicked ways, retired from his satanic activities, if he was feeling fit and fine
-iblis roared a laughter shaking all directions , there was no need to worry about him, for he had distributed al his office work to the television channels and the media
-a heart of gold is better than a thousand attractive faces, so always choose between the two and go for the best choice
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-those who think before speaking the choicest speech remain silent
-crispy potato coated fish
-kashmiri fish
-fish salad
-special fry
-fried maghaz and vegetables
-sweet corn murgh
-palak panir-
-creamy coffee
-fig halwa
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-so thats all for this issue and looking forward ro more in the next episode-
--the honour and the spirit of the garden has gone
--it means the respect of the gathering is gone
-to whom shall i tell the pain of the matter
-he the guide and the pain remover healer has left
--it seemed in each and every inch in that place she was present , invisible yet there, all sang praises and ode to her attributes, , as if whole universe surriunded her and was attracted to her, , in every gathering her name was mentioned that created ripples, , she was the treasure of the entire family and every one adored her
- yusuf medical center was the name of such an institute where on each and every step honesty, duty, perfection, dedication was registered, it was a garden of blossoms of love and kind deeds, healing and comfort, the fragrance of which cured the injured wounded and the sick,, on the screams and sighs of the suffering onmates cool balm of life was rubbed, the doctor aslam had opened it as a memorial on his dead father muhammed yusuf, , he had pledged it was meant to help the needy and remain not just money maker clinic
-then their families also do not like the society like it, because it is believed too much freedom means destruction of humanity,, hoping their heart burn was a lessened a bit,, when he asked her looking into her eyes asara nodded in silence,, he smiled his pleasure and tied round her neck a gold chain a token of his sentiments
-she was married and it was her rukhsati on the fourth day of the main eid and she reached the same place where she spent her childhood and teenage but today she was there in a different relationship, in a new position, this was a special moment in life for which she had been dreaming dreams of love but now that she stood at the very threshold of her dreams she was absolutely devoid of those fine emotions
-she slowly said it was not about studies, he explained himself he was his mother sine her mother died, he had to see to all her marriage plans, her mother he wished lived some four more years just to see their daughter getting married,, getting emotional he said it was all destined as almighty"s will,, both became tearful and sentimental remembering the woman who was their life and died of cancer
-baba called her and declared along with shanawar"s hers and basil"s marriage was also fixed, if she was happy with it, her flat no emotion face expressed nothing , he also kept looking at her, her graduation was reaching its completion and she could always go in for further studies later on after her marriage
-god, what you wish to give , give and what you do not intend to give let me never think of asking for it,
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-those who die for a cause do not die at all
-those who live without a cause do not live at all
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-that man is dead who lives in no heart
-death is unable to reside in anyone's heart
-life is being remembered and finding yourself admired in others hearts
-being reborn after death is welcomed only by them who are working on something , those who have work schedule to follow do not fear death
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-tears of faith are sincere that are seen by almighty and he comes closer
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-sorrow breaks the brittle , in sorrow thinking of the sorrow giver raises the level of the sufferer
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-one"s name is not larger than his existence
- thanking basil se in a most attractive style walked past him , both chachi and tai sitting in the lounge looked surprised as they watched the two ,,tai"s voice stopped them , did not shanawar go to collect them, asawar looked at basil because he was aware of the facts, but basil quickly climbed up the stairs, asara answered she did not know why shanwar did not not come then hesitant and ready to flee the aunt"s meaningful gaze she fled too
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shall we go, the car started and the music also began , a romantic song played and he hummed along, the car was not headed homewards, he invited her to lunch in his favourite restaurant, basil stopped the car at a place , she almost fainted,, looking at her pale face basil asked the reason for not having lunch, she was totally confused, saying yes and no at the same time
-after college both came out from the college gate. hajab went straight to her brother's bike and took her seat as sara walked towards her car parked across the road, sara felt scared crossing the roads, she cursed shanawar as she somehow managed to get through the rush panting and breathless , she reached shanawar and questioned him why he did not park the ca like every da in the same spot and she had to cross the road
-navera floated another rumour that nafel could not stay awya from her at all, hajab laughed at her saying so what she meant was nafel breathed only those many counts of breaths she ordered him, navera was flared up and explained he breathed freely he was a free man but did everything to please her and nothing without her consent, this kind of fiance was a blessing from fate which hajab did not have so how could she understand her point ,
- shit down you beauty of this new modern world, she was given a strong pat or two on her back as she turned to stare rudely , she was told she will no matter what she thought and said was not meaningful at all because she will do as her elders told her ,, tradition was to be followed , only elders arranged the marriages of their youngers,, before the decisions of the seniors not a squeak of protest was made
-she stood on the sofa in an attitude of fighting a war , giving a lecture to an imaginary judge as anya looked up from her register, she said your honour, the girls around the world are getting modern and liberated , they have freedom of choice and they choose without fear and acre their life partners not like in her world where women still are treated like herds and rushed into marriages on demand by their elders
-useless seem listening love stories now
-tales of blossoms and gardens, faces and lips
-who can live just on love
-come listen to me, i tell you stories of business deals
-she was shocked as a sharp sword raking the skin and flesh from the back of her neck passed the box, she experienced pain and looked at her position thinking she must be sitting in a wrong corner but it was her routine and she was in the right place waiting to get out at the right time on the stage before the audience gathered around, just then the sharp sword swiped again this time hitting her arm and cutting her flesh out , she screamed with pain and sighed , what was happening
-she was very hungry and eating fast,, this was a show in which she was to accompany hamdan on three occasions, she was nibbling on the her second bite , hamdan was showing his magic tricks outside the box to the public , she wanted to finish eating before her appearance when a sharp edged sword swiped the back of her neck,
-the box was empty and hamdan showed it to the present spectators and barha sat inside the box, which was covered and she opened the slides from the sides and began eating an apple inside the box,, because her routine kept her so busy she got time to eat only in between her shows, also because she had got so much used to being in that box, her initial fears were removed, hamdan was expert of his skills and she in her own field
-the show had begun, with soft slow music plating the curtains were raised, the noise also rose in air, the noise suggested hamdan"s fame was increasing by the day , there was already placed on the stage a box on whose right side she was standing and on the left hamdan, who began the show by showing the public the box from all sides and which was empty
-bhao said he knew of this from his close associate and friend forgetting the name he asked for the tip, it was fakhar, who had recently met bhao in the funeral, right bhao agreed he took some time to recall , bhao had sharp eagle eyes that could see things inside and around the facts.he explained the gangster was in bangkok with his little daughter in house arrest
-look at the beautiful side of life too
- thanking basil se in a most attractive style walked past him , both chachi and tai sitting in the lounge looked surprised as they watched the two ,,tai"s voice stopped them , did not shanawar go to collect them, asawar looked at basil because he was aware of the facts, but basil quickly climbed up the stairs, asara answered she did not know why shanwar did not not come then hesitant and ready to flee the aunt"s meaningful gaze she fled too
