-the night was beautiful and attractive like a cold woman whose presence is felt without any warmth, with every moment passing by who looks even more difficult to get, wose attitude and style is inviting yet just out of reach of possession, it was the night of wedding , lahorites had tasted the biting cold of the night in abtabad,the baratis had arrived in a procession and were welcomed with fragrance perfumes, feasting and flowers, music and lights, ashar was the groom and his four close friends were sitting together watching the whole scene with awe and wonder , were the groom"s whole in laws tribe stunningly good looking , men women girls and boys all, as the four of them munched dry fruits non stop admiring the guests and relatives , after all they were baratis, they had a right to eat feast and comment
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