pehli kahani

....it's a common belief  behind every  crime is a story,  there could be several  several  unsolved  knots  and each and every knot unfolds  a secret,  Ralph  though was  not at all  interested in them,  for him   catching the  criminal was    all that makes a perfect detective,  that day  again  he got himself his favorite  red brownie  cake pastry  and walked back to his mobile  van  his wireless was  buzzing,  he exclaimed  tonight  I am gonna be kept busy 

Placing his packet of pastry and bun on a seat and picked up the wireless set close to his mouth,   it was  sergeant tailor on the other end 

Mrs Erickson  wants to know  why her car still isn't back at home 

Ralph sighed deeply,  beck was on his way and  within minutes will be reaching  there 

pehli kahani

....it's a common belief  behind every  crime is a story,  there could be several  several  unsolved  knots  and each and every knot unfolds  a secret,  Ralph  though was  not at all  interested in them,  for him   catching the  criminal was    all that makes a perfect detective,  that day  again  he got himself his favorite  red brownie  cake pastry  and walked back to his mobile  van  his wireless was  buzzing,  he exclaimed  tonight  I am gonna be kept busy 

Placing his packet of pastry and bun on a seat and picked up the wireless set close to his mouth,   it was  sergeant tailor on the other end 

Mrs Erickson  wants to know  why her car still isn't back at home 

Ralph sighed deeply,  beck was on his way and  within minutes will be reaching  there 

page 111

..,,aren't you feeling well 

Right,  I was about to take a rest  sge spoke tersely,  he felt he was hit, what fauzya had told  him last night he believed it, , pushing her aside he walked inside,  he asked her to shut the door, reluctantly she shut the door behind her, 

Don't forget it's not our house,  not our property  noŕ we are the owners,  we live here as refugees , jannat and Rahim are  not our unpaid slaves nor paid servants,  he did his best to make her understand the point  , she reacted by looking at him  in a strange manner 

I know it

No you don't,  his tone was  firm,  had you known it you would never have  spoken  rudely to jannat 

page 107

.... respected sister had come to our house,  said Rahim opening the door,   sehrab sahib was more confused than surprised  

Where are they 

Inside in the drawing room,  spoke Rahim,  she looked quite  worried,  she was  saying  she desperately needed to  talk to sehrab  her son  she refused to leave without seeing you sir,  

Did you offer tea and refreshments 

Certainly of course 

Are fauzya and rahela with her 

No sir  , Rahim shook his head,  I had  gone  to get the groceries  both were not there,  perhaps  gone off on a stroll

Sehrab was surprised  rather  because she usually  went  outside the house  with Rahim escorting her

Sehrab    contemplating  moved towards tge drawing room,  sshagufta khatoon  sat there   in a sofa,  she looked  completely tired  , one elbow resting on tge arm if the sofa  , her head resting on the side,  sunk in  deep thoughtful reflection 

He lightly coughed  and greeted here,  startled  she  stood up

Dear son,  you have come,  how   I was  waiting for you,  her stress was  apparently visible  he smiled  reassuringly 

What happened  respected sister,  what  makes you so unhappy 

page 104

....he also heard  the sound of the caller rising,  he waited patiently outside for someone to open the door,  waiting for some time  he again  pressed   the door bell    and few minutes later the door opened and Arshad stood there  ,  who  looked bewildered  and then   suddenly  blossomed up and happily greeted the visitor  , sehrab sahib 

The shrewd visitor   understood  Arshad was happy to have someone  to cheer him up when he looked so upset

I I was  at  naghat  s place  spoke sehrab sahib stepping inside,  tge house was locked,  is she alright,  did she come here,  deliberately he didn't mention  iqbal

Of course  bubi naghat is fine  but there is another matter,   glad you are here,  , bibi naghat is inside  and  senior sahib from Karachi has also arrived speaking  so he opened the  door  to let him  in, the  bedroom was empty, MacBook was gone somewhere,  Arshad showed him in and invited him to sit down in a sofa,  himself he walked up to the second door,  senior sahib   was  definitely  iqbal himself  , it seemed  naghat was  normal  because Arshad hadn't  described anything    disturbing like wasim had  to  sound it so sensational  and to  perhaps make mischief  , thought sehrab  looking  carefully at Arshad  whose face  revealed nothing