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.... hayat was gone already one and half months,  all the money was spent  , the gold ear rings had gotten,  starvation  continued   humiliation  and  taunts   showered besides it, , now it was Mehran s turn to get ganged on the cross,  not a single dry roti was received   that she could swallow with the humiliation and insults  thrown at her by her in-laws,  during the night she slept on  the thought of Hayat  

Two months later he came back  with his hollow empty self,  nit a penny  on him,  he had not eaten  for a while,

  he had worked for a month at a shop ,  earned a pair of shoppers and was ready to leave for Islamabad 

Mehrma shot up like an arrow  and folded her  hands before him  pleading him nit to leave her she would be content with daily single dry roti, staying together  was more important than going away to make a living,  he would find  small  jobs  around  

You are the one who doesn't let me do anything,  he smirked  her responsibility  from him