nai rah

...he most carefully put his hand into the merchant s pocket to cut it , there was a small leathe pouch , it appeared quite heavy , though he had seen the merchant take it out several times to purchse  gold and silver , his  slave carried  his purchase  and was speaking to his master , the thief believed their  conversation did not matter because it was no threat to him because he was the best of the sharpest  pick pickets in paris who knew excatly what was he doing and how to do it the proper way, tge more such leather puches  he git the higher his fame in the world of pickpockets would be

anokha fraud

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anokha fraud

..  dear, hamid was  busy arranging the gold ornamenrs  in boxes  when he heard a female voice addressing him , he turned to see a woman in her fifties clad in ordinary clothes  , her head covered with white dupatta

Hamid was a staff employed at a jewellers showroom , he had been on this job for over three years now , the owner of the shop was malik  iqbal, an elderly aging person  very experienced wise and kind , absolutely impressed by hamid s honesty and hardwork  and decency, in past three years hamid had never stolen any piece nor  did he pick up any money that wasnt his, that was the main reason he was given the responsibility to take care of the shop , he had the keys with him, his duty was to reach the showroom early morning to open it at nine , clean it up, rearrange the shelves and trays and  put all the boxes in orderly manner

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alvidah

...arent you listening what i am saying, she  asked irritably the man sitting before her , qazim lifted hus gaze to look at her , she was stunned into silence to see mixed feelings of desires loss  want hatred and more in his eyes , she had never before observed such emotions in his eyes , he had a natural habit of keeping himself to himself alone , he had suffered and gone through  many painful experiences with his lowered eyes not revealing his own feelings  silently , but now seeing his eyes expressing the intensity  it was  clear he was experiencing something unbearable

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