Noises on the platform of the passengers and a strange kind of mood, he was to return from shallot immediately but he felt he was leaving his own home Karachi for ever, the Karachi where he was raised and spent his childhood in the streets , where he grew up and became a youth and now that he was a fully grown young man and unreasonably felt a pang of emotion as his train left the platform
They had occupied their berths, fauzya and he faced each other on window seats and rahela sat beside fauzya, Karachi to sialkot was twenty two hours journey if the train wasn't delayed, trains are normally late , the three of them silently watched the fleeting scenes flashing past through the window
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