... morning sun was coming up from the east , pushing he scattered darkness towards the west , the fresh cool sunligh was touching the trees outlining the park in the dustance greeting them before moving on , sparkling sunrays renewed everything it touched including the grass in the park , the air was charged with rejuvenating freshnes, naiman was returning home after his morning walk around the park , his phone buzzed
o dear friend where are you , i am in pakistan and have no idea of your whereabouts , majid rapidly informally spoke the moment naiman received his call , i am coming to see you tomorrow , speaking of nothing in particular for a couple of minutes the call was shut off
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