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....shehaz turned to look,  a seventy year old man stood behind him,  whose gaze was fixed on shehaz,  he flung his cigarette and  crushed it beneath his foot,  and said he was  just  stopping by

Is your any known buried here  asked the old man 

No, I was  passing from this place,  the cemetery looked green and silent and clean so I  came to have a look around 

I am the caretaker of this cemetery,  after the demise of my daughter I have  made this my life 

Perhaps you are afzal Sandhu  the watchman  a hotel waiter told me about you  shehaz explained 

For past ten years nobody addressed me as Mr afzal sandhu  , everyone calls me bade Mia here