shaitani jheel

....saira  was  thinking if kalander really  had any straight vein , followed by anothrr quick thought  how the situation would unfold , praying she wont have to accompany kalander out of station anywhere , but  unoredictable as he was he had reached her house to  get to this matter , she was home and became nervous   fearing what if her father agreed to give his permission to kalander s  requests

Her father when came to know  of her boss s presence who was standing right outside their house  he also became very nervous, because father knew how difficult it was to get a job and getting promotions , he himself had worked very hard all his life 

Father asked her to keep her boss engaged fir a while and quickly  began  cleaning up the sitting room , arranging the  space  properly  fit enough for a boss , then he welcomed kalander  to step in 

Are you abdul gafur  sahib stretched out his hand kalander as he spoke dryly  happy to meet you

Faltered father  yes yes its our delight  to have you here

page 69

...but you made a promise yet you again  , she dropped her sentence mid air to look at zarar

So, he approached her stumbling , fatima sat  two steps backwards , he looked someone different today , he was not the same man 

So what , he  moved firward , fatima s legs hit the sofa placed in the lounge, zarar clutched her by her hair

Zarar leave me , she tried to  free herself from his clutches , but he was not listening  at all

You will. Dump  me  , he pulled her face closer by  pulling her. Hair  clutched in his hands , his eyes questioning , her face was a display of harrassment, 

What are you doing !her voice trembling her courage cracking

page 54

... the setting sun had  maliciously painted the evening sky orange , office hours were almost over , but noir was waiting in the conference room  , she gad to attend the last meeting silver sat at tge head of the table  pressing her temple with her two fingers, harish entered holding a laptop  and hanging hus coat on hus arm  into the building , he infirmed the secretary , he gad returned after six years , he was  directed towards tge upper cinference hall, loosening up his beck tie he  stepped inside tge lift , he pressed the buttin , his body ached with fatigue  and exhaustion , fever  had again taken  his grip

shafa

....she was  sitting  in the metro, clad in long  white maxi   just a simple dress , a white scarf wrapped around her neck , metro had left the station and crossing the township , the scene from the windiw was  if regular tall multistoreys  , their gkass exteriors brightly reflecting the sunlight, her gaze directly fell on  the section between two windows  on  a  spiritual text written there by someone with a black marker..

Their hearts were filled with anxiety

Lord increased their anxiety

,she kept on staring at the window  text in silence  before questioning herself , what is the defination of sickness  , 

sickness is illness , illness is followed by anxiety, it is not merely physical problem answered the woman sitting by her side who was watching her staring at the text, problem can be of any type , a trouble  , a doubt ,a lack of faith

peshawar

...he likes when the snow falls but only to the extent  that normal life is not disrupted , that day the attitude and the mood of the sniwfall  were fuerce he did not like it , the  winds blowing from hudson river were sharp and cutting , on tge west end avenue  the snow flakes were forced to dance helplessly uncontrollably  with the winds , he was present   outside a flat in the brooks , to get some information he decided to speak to a trashpicker  of the building , , the man was short and his hair were unkempt , he certainly appeared quite stressed, lines of worry etcged deep on his face , he was  gathering one week s  trash outside the building , it was not easy to say if his expression was the result of bad weather or  natural

kitabon ki chori

...he had been just promoted in his deoartment of homocide, his partner spotted a novel in detectives in his table drawer , since then he was given a nick name the reader , twenty two years later  his senior caprain handed him the case to solve of a retired book reader.s death, it was like asking some one called the cook yo solve a murder mystery of a professional chef

page 253

.. angry voices from the neighbour s house were rising  fiercely, the woman spoke to her husband  to go out and see   fearing the neighbours might hit each other deadly blows and kill each other down 

The husband lowered his head  and refused to follow her instructions , perhaps the  fiery argument  he suspected was on his visiting them twice kast week.

..

An income tax officer spoke to hus unmarried friend  , you have filled up your form  but you gave mentioned a child too , is this your secretary s mistake 

No, both of us are equally to be blamed, he replied with a smile