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...annual  court  vacation was over,  it was  a  most pleasant  evening in monsoon,  he sat as usual in his office   when a  man  of quite an impressive personality walked in,  he was  welcomed with a professional smile  , courtesies were  exchanged customarily before the visitor   explained  to Mr begh that  he knew it he was a busy lawyer  and   got to see  new faces every day  that weren't easy to remember  but  the man had  met just one lawyer in life and Mr begh was easy to recall,  it was  the second  time he was meeting him,  his image was etched in his mind 

The man smiled  but the lawyer  couldn't  place him anywhere and asked him to introduce himself 

He was faruq Bashir,  some fifteen years ago  the lawyer had  helped him  in a case of robbery,  in those days he was an unemployed man    searching for a turning point  from dawn to dusk in Karachi , people chasing a robber  caught Bashir as the real robber got away,  then Mr lawyer had  taken up his casem today  Bashir was neither unemployed nor an accused,   he realized  the lawyer couldn't really remember him  but was curious what brought him to his office,  Bashir  needed him to  help a friend  in prison