bhanwar

....the weather was behaving like a beautiful mischievous young woman,  unpredictable and unstable,  early morning was bright andun a bit of faded but one hour later  the air seemed different,  it felt different and the  black road looked darker and the white painted dividers  seemed whiter and the traffic  multiplied four times,  shumaila alias shammi  sitting   behind Shahid on the bike  held on to him with her one arm around his waist, her second hand was trying to keep her  shoulder length  hair  from flying into her eyes  and sticking on her face , the bike was  speeding past leaving the traffic behind, the extraordinary fleeting  glimpse of  her beauty was   reflected  in the eyes of the drivers  of  the cars they crossed  in admiration 

Shammi was quite aware of her looks and  the affects  of her appearance,  sometimes she would simply smile back or thank others for admiring her, , her confidence level increased with  the realization of the power of attraction she possessed,  at thirty two  she  passed as twenty two,  Shahid twenty four  looked older , this was her last chance to take over full control of his life rightfully  , they were on their way  from Lahore to pindi

It wasn't hard to tell a lie or two at home,  amma abba were simple people and  easy  to convince,  , they would believe anything   but the younger brother suddenly had become a big man after he was married,  shammi knew exactly how to shut him up by telling him  he doubted girls because he  measured their characters  on the parameters of his wife's  character