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... that very evening hamid sat with gloria  in a family cabin unwillingly listening to a one sided lecture , uninterested because of gloria herself,  exceptionally beautiful to look at but during conversations she would scowl and purse her lips  as if ready to sneeze, this woman had  killed his interest in women   , in the matter of women his feelings equalled lord byron s strange  feelings of cynical disillusionment

He was doing his best to tolerate her patiently, strict instructions from faridi were clear he was to keep an eye on gloria

What are you thinking she asked him

Did you see any evening newspaper 

I only follow morning newspapers

Last night colnol faridi s car was found on sharnaroad , on the back of. The   front seat a dagger  was stuck  and some blood stains around

Oh, it implies an attack on him but where is he

Faridi,  sighed hamid long and deep i hope to find his dead body somewhere in a  river or drain by late evening

page 299

......captain hamid stopped breathing and quickly lay down flat on his chest , the roof was completely flat , his caution  saved him from being seen from down beliw , though the night was absolutely pitch dark but it was clear and ooen area  and moving  silhouettes are visible too

He stayed so silent for a long while and then started crawling forward, reaching the side of the terrace he glanced diwn  over the edge, the entire yard was covered in dark  yet tge floor was visible, the distance between the floor of tge yard and the roof was barely ten feet, it was not difficult to reach the yard, then he turned to move towards a room  from its windiws blue light was casting outside, hamud oaused before the room thinking something  and then pkaced a hand on the door, the door was not licked from inside, he very slowly opened the doorand without any hesitation stepped inside, his face looked quite ugly in that blue light, thick beard  on his face  and  long moustaches stooping  on his beard

muhabbet fateh alam

.....asfand  cut off the xall and ramin s heart  filled with venom of envy, she swiftly punched the numbers of mahi , pleasantries were exchanged and she quickly began  pouring out her  hatred..what do you think , that you will succeed in  in this , never  can you win, asif is mine just mine , he belongs to no one else, her vouce was high pitched shrieky, mahi patiently heard her bitterness to the end before coolly replying  of course he is yours, who is trying to own him , but her screaming shrieking yelling did not  stop, 

But what was the point of it all

Of what

Of having a child her annoyance was  genuine

But.. mahi was about to tell her the truth when ramin cut her words in the middle  and snatched the conversation rolling on her side of the story...no ifs and buts , just listen very carefully to me she spoke on top of her highest pitch on the scale, i have just now spoken to asif he is flabberghasted  , the child could destroy our relationship completely, 

Mahi  removed the phone from her ears to look clisely at ramin doubting her mental condition, why was asif  lying, but she first had to speak with him befire clarifying the point to her

page 60

...the first beat of the tradional dholak had officially announced the wedding mood had started, now their merriment would outlast the night,  vibrant  infectious rejoicing would fill the whole village , every morning would bring loads of new arrivals of guests, chacha ji s horse cart standing under the old  rosewood tree  happily  transferred all the lorry passengers to carry them to the wedding house on  the  gravel path, they were ujalas guests  normally but all the women folk  got involved  in showing hospitality , during the night more music more entertainment more dancing gidda  and more sleeplessnights

Taya ji  had several city acquaintances, they all were expected to reach   with their families, one was specially arriving all the way from dubai, taya ji was  going crazy  and  forcing others to  get ignited with the same weird spark   to receive his friends and families

incredible

...you are so fabulous and beautiful, people love you , everyone wants you, the thorn mournfully added everyone hates me and avoids me

The blossom spoke 

Tge hateful  desires of odious world do not matter at all, i love you and live with you all my life  unless and untill someone plucks me

.

Sukrat was asked what is more cruel than death

Socrates answered life is more merciless , one has to go through pain and sufferings , death is a release

.

A wealthy man was afollower if socrates,  arrogantly claimed god was great and always fulfilled all his desires  thankfully

Socrates replied he was thankful  to god multiple times because  he had no desires  at all

hattakizzat

...i never heard this story   in this way  ever before, filip s voice was louder than normal speaking voices

A bar member of the club sitting on a stool turned to look at the source of that loud voice , it was a fruendly argument of friends so he did not give it much importance  and cheerfully engrossed  himself in conversation with a sportsman  beside him 

As usual the weekend morning  drew more crowds of club members and golf players  the spaces quickly filled up leaving no space to squeeze in  more crowds

Club members had been present in the dining hall for quite some time , second rounds of drinks were circulating , they sat by the glass window watching at the  grounds outside clearly , some players were still there playing golf , both filips and mike had finished their golf  sessions early  that weekend morning and now sat there enjoying their drinks in the golf club bar  gossipping

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... 

... it was the first time ever in his professional life  that  his aim failed  had to hit the target, it was definitely not his fault, not his mistake  , it was good fortune of the target and considerable misfortune of his own  the trigger was squeezed here and the target bent with a sneeze   there. as a result the bullet was released  certainly accurately towards the target but the target remained absolutely unharmed and the bullet hit someone else

He was a sharp shooter, sniper  , professional killer  paid to eliminate anyone at a certain  ammount, he was perched on a  under construction site for past half hour aiming his sniper scope that had basically two functions to perform first to frame the target and second to  pin point the target, , today his simple task was to shoot a high profile politician down