....it was a moonlit night, she was upstairs in the attic room aimlessly restlessly walking around, her eyes distant from sleep, it was then that she heard the crying of the child from the other side of the high walls, she craned her neck to look down, she got even more disturbed, shanu was trying to quiet the infant nestled in her arms , she was frequently glancing upwards towards her direction, suddenly their eyes met and sganu turned away, shanu s husband shafuq also got up , now both began taking turns to quiet the infant and before she could ask them to let her hold the infant both left the back yard to go inside
She looked at the hardworking woman longingly, who worked during the daytime in a brick kiln and during the evenings took care of her two kids, guiding and kaka , spending time with her husband happily, she was envious, tehrim shaukat who was the daughter of chaudhary sgaukat who was the land lord of vast lands, who had tens of servants at home, she was envious of this hardworking honest woman
She kept strolling around on the terrace looking into the far dark distant night roads where traffic passing by made patterns of lights
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