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.... whole city was  covered in a thick blanket of smog and  fog,  headlights of   vehicles were turned on since morning  , the old  campus building   wrapped up in  the mist appeared merely an apparition,  the clock tower   showed   the time dreamily  and uncertain,  there was a narrow lane some distance away  by the royal castle leading to a  white doored  house where  ahsanallah  sat reading his newspaper sitting in the veranda  most interested in beauty pageants  humming a soft romantic tune to himself smilingly,  his appearance style and personality  emitted energy and intoxicating exoticness 

Ahsanallah had been in love once,  his first love experience was his last  and he had yielded to it completely,  after all he belonged to that Era when   love affairs were seldom  known to happen,  sanaf was  a delicate delightful  shy conservative  person respectful to her elders,  she  maintained relationships  dutifully,  once getting involved with her  he madly  followed her everywhere though  it was impossible to see her  personally and  there was  no place to meet and talk,  but  love letters were  regularly exchanged  soaked in the  fragrance of love,  artistic  decorative  floral  margins on the sides displayed  the condition of their hearts