from previous--

-praising  gabil  dada  who  she  knew  was her  admirer  was  a  wonderful  soul  who  never  expressed  his  feelings  nor  did  he  ever  cross  his  line  of  decency,  they  both  sat  talking  on a  sand  dune  , when  the  night   fell  and  when  it  turned  midnight  and  when it  was  past  it  they  lost  their  sense  of  time  , suddenly  shehzi felt  a  heat, a  pang  of  heat  on his  ear  lobe, he  whispered  ansering  it  , receiving  the  connection  it  was  him , hoping  to  hear  the  regular  voice  of  sherya  but  someone  spoke  commandingly  introducing  himself  as kamran  and  wanted  to  confirm if  it  was  shehzad  ahmed  khan , shehzi  was  shaken  up  with  the  unknown  fears