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....they  had  thought soon it would be time for fajar, some  imam sahib would   give azan  and with the  azan they will open their eyes but it did not happen that way,  in fact someone was trying to wake him up in a most  civil cultured voice,  

He opened his eyes  but the  dazzling sun blinded him, first he could see nothing,  then he shook his head  several times and sat upright 

Close by a man sat crouched,  Nadya too was wide awake,  she was  grooming herself and  tidying herself up,  the day was  bright and  up and  the weather was quite  pleasant,  the sun shone  , the blue sky accommodated  puffs of  moving  clouds 

Freshen up and come inside the  room , the breakfast is kept there ,  that  cultured man spoke very politely to us, , he quickly   wished him  his salam ,  tge decent man  replied  to his salam with  wallekum aslam  rehmetulla wabarkatu

He  thought tge cultured man was in his early fifties,  he was rather dark complexioned,  clad he was in a simple plain Grey salwar qamiz and on his shoulder was a scarf, a white cap on his head,  one hand held a table, perhaps he was the imam of that masjid,

He showed the  corner where  Nadya and he could  freshen up before  having their breakfast