page 75

...she reached her father s office carrying her files , dad, you have thrown haris out, she was again dressed in white   knocked before entering the office  and fired questions directly 

This is what he deserves, hashim was  busy working and his tone  straightforward  dry empty of all personsl emotions

What difference does it actually make dad whose son is he, comoany  wants his work , how can you...

Hashim looked at her straight  and cut off her statement in the middle 

This is my company noory, he pointed his finger at himself  tapping his chest, who stays and who does not  is decided only by me, now leave me alone  his tone was strict

shifa

...i got late she sighed, i wish i had not waited for you,  , i should have asked for his number from someine in the company

Of course, deepened noorys meaningful smile, now if anyone trues to get free with her  noory will cross  all boundaries , she had scowled pointing her firk tiwards him 

It is said  tge man who is not sincere is a disease to society, one woman man us respected, , she shrugged as she spoke , jinny is absolutely defuant even to her iwn mother, its not possibke to speak of each and every woman nor can tgey all be put into the same bracket , she spoke cupping her face  keaning her elbiw on the table

meri payal choodi khnky

...instead of looking at the soldiers  watch the luggage , the appriaching lights of the train are nearing , hold on to each other and clutch my   shirt corner  from  below , the moment i climb up you quickly follow me and get into the compartment , if you slip you are dead,  dont stare at the young men around , focus on my instructions , no prince charming will  come to save you remember that , all of them are in a hurry to get on , i always feel dizzy traveling in criwded trains looking for some breathable space and  making enough space to make myself comfirtable , nobody cares  about others, it feels like the world has gone crazy, pushing others, crushing them breaking their ribs to make way for self , its head spinning experience, khala relentlessly poured her bitter lessons on life on a train into their ears , they fiercely shook their heads  carrying  the luggage and  the other strongly in her arms following khala  the yhree of them were ready to embark  

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...zakwan sat  with the safe open, files of his documents placed befire him,  he needed some of his important papers , all his documents were kept  properly by his mother,  after her his father had access to his documents  and he had a few times taken them out, , that was the reason all were  there but in complete disorder, zakwan had applied for a new job , therefore he needed his documents in hard firm secured, he took his required files and began pushing them into a bag  when his gaze fell on an envelope, it was an unopened seaked still envelope, curiosity and  spare eniugh time he opened the envelope , he read and re read the rext over and over again several times, a strange confusion  made him pull out his mobile from his pocket

hasin dhoka

...that man stood in the northern railway line crossing through albama  in the middke of the bridge , his gaze glued to the twenty feet below  clear flowing  blue waters , his hands  in the military style at ease relaxed behind him clasoed ,, his erists were tied up with thin but string silk  strings , a rope noise round his neck , the other end if the rope was tied to the bridge railing up above his head the rope s length was  extra long  therefore  rested in spiral in hus shoulders , he was  surrounded with two ex  army soldiers  standing on the beams to finish their duty , at some distance an officer in uniform watched the developments ,  his stars on his uniform showed his rank was  of a senior captain, on both sides if the bridge  two armed gunmen pointed their guns at him  perfectly pisitioned  and still, behind one of the guards the railway track  dusapoeared completely into the thick forest

gazal : fahmi badayuni

..i am merely asked how i am

But it was easier to take care of me

The eye of the hunter is sharp enough

It tells the condition of the prey

I am kept busy in work  always

The passion keeps going always

Pray send me some helpalmighty

I cant hold on the crown anymore

I am the king of love 

No laws can keep me bound  anymore 

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....mom he is already engaged, if he does not care for his fuancee how could he be any more caring to me 

Dear , you are beautiful, well educated  , more qualified  girl and she is a homeless father less girl ,there is a  huge difference  between you two explained sheihla

But mom  i cant marry warish , it was final decision if shumaila

I am not forcing you to get married to him  but its you who sings his praises all day long , shehlas voice was saturated with bitterness

Come on my dear mom,  , shumaila fondly kissed her mother on her cheek , i do it because  he us a real wealthy catch