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....then there was a boy asuf, they owned a most expensive  jewelry showroom  in soha bazaar,  they were multi billionaires sahi family was their regular buyers  of precious stones and jewelry,  asuf began taking interest in hashya   on his visits to the showroom,  one day he dared to call her on the land-line number,  Adil on the extension phone at home  overheard them talking,  the consequences were that asif was sent straight to prison,  his father Haji saraj got a heart stroke,  a couple of months later when father was better  the first thing he did was send away his   son to Dubai to saraj s younger brother  to stay with him and  be useful in their family business of jewelry  trade 

Something hashya recalled from her childhood memories was when she was just ten and looked  lovely like a wax doll in pictures of her then, she would flutter about like a butterfly in colorful dresses,  they lived in detail gazing khan area, it was a  large government  residence  sprawled on three kanals,  uncle's family also lived with them,  every evening a milkman  delivered milk at home,  he carried the milk containers in a smallloader, usually his twelve year old son shero accompanied him, dark and long haired  sticky with  clarified butter shiny and combed with a parting  on one side,  Shera wited  at the half open gate for the helper to come back with the empty container,  he stood watching the children playing in the lawn