from previous....

.....he sat hus eyes shut on tge carpet on the floor,  clad in black casuals as Mrs  nehmud sat in the sofa giving him a head massage  with oil, for the dinner  he asked his mother to cook  shashlik  and rembo rice he switched the television  on picking up the remote,  Mrs mehmood  lovingly  brushing her fingers in his hair promised she would definitely  cook  it for him  and what else,  nothing more just that,  daud from a distance shouted  what was happening,  nothing  was happening except  the dinner menu being planned