...the moment she stepped into the drawing room she could smell the fulness of stress pervading the entire house, she could feel it and sense it, abbu s face looked serious to a dangerous extent, jahangir s forehead creased many times and ready to explode in the fire of fury, and phuphu who was a woman had no real reason to show kindness, her face was a perfect specimen of neon sign flashing sparks, ready to humiliate the visitors, khala in a defeated voice greeted them and silently placed the tray she clutched on the central table after all etiquette are also something to remember , she began pouring the sweet soft drink sherbet and served them
Thank you dear softly said aziz s mother when she offered her the glass of sherbet, she too sat down beside them , the air was heavy with gloom and silence, the heaviness hung over them and its weight was felt, it was next to impossible to speak up for all of them
Bhaisab it is unbelievable but true that we too were not aware of that
All right, agreed you weren't aware of the facts , perhaps the presence of child escaped your knowledge but what about the paper marriage, why did was this kept a secret asked jahangir in a sharp cutting tone from aziz s mother
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