sahara

...kerry had lunch in a madrid restaurant with his  mother, she  occassionally visited nadrid , she and her business partner mikal lived  in cypress but he always liked meeting his mother  and enjoyed trips home  but she  was a very busy journalist

She arrived late and left early yet they managed to spend firty minures  of quality time together, kerry enjoyed thus wirthwhile  time  mire productive than one idle year

Aftrr the meal sge went to the   ladies. Rest room to freshen up, tgereafter she gad to catch a taxi to reach the airport, mikal her business partner was in brussels then , they owned a private plane  , kerry   traveled on commercial flights because  his parents  looked at mikal and kerry  as inferiors because they did not have their iwn aircrafts

purple group

... the film c d was mind boggling heart touching and sensational, amna was drunk , the room appeared of some five star hotel , jais could never have believed  umar hayat could ever do such a dirty  trick, he was a  practical and well educated person , half of his life was spent abroad , he had just recently returned to his  native town , meeting his friend  jais he told  jais conversationally  that after the demise of his wife he had hopelessly   lost control of his morals , he used his wife s death as an excuse and turning point  in his life  ,it had left him Completely   crushed and totally dependent on drugs , he had become a chronic addict, to get drugs he began  stealing from others, his reputation shattered , he decided to leave the country and returned , heknew just amna and nobody else besides , he planned to use her and take advantage of her status , she was married to a multi millionare

jungle

...he nervously looked around  but there was not a soul around , as far as he could see the road was vacant , he turned to see another clean patch of  isolated road , ruby escalated the speed of the four wheel

Who can it be he demanded   whispering 

The same oldie who else or someone like him definitely  ruby chewed on her words, he was startled  just for a moment  but the next moment he rejected the idea completely , logically not possible, why would he  start firing on us when we were going back

No ruby its not possible  he spoke confidently 

Then it must be ghosts and spirits firing on us she expressed herself irritably

He turned to look back  he could not understand the reason and purpose of this firing

tum mile to eid hui

...bright  shiny golden sunlight  on the terrace above was quite hit as shaza  spread out her laundry on the line and came to the lounge to take a break to findvevrryone was preparing for the iftari , manza and shamina  and mahi were busy making samosas  andvrolls , nani sat on the cot  chopping vegetables , shafaq  passionately rubbed her dark face with face masks  to change her complexion on weekly basis , so she leaned back in a chair with a face pack plastered on her face, , her silky  luxuriant tresses were envied by all, , she always was found doing nothing , always free, always taking  extra care  to improve her looks , at that moment sayam   made his entry on the scene and looking at shafaq let out a horryfying scream

agahi by shagufta nazmalik

..hello sabiha  spoke  ambar

When did you come back from the village asked sabiha

Yes dear  i am back just a couple of days ago  , where have you disappeared  complained sabiha

Nowhere , just home   , same daily domestic routine to follow  , you tell me all about your village tour experience, both got to share their thoughts and even got ready to go out shopping together

Both sabiha and ambar were close friends and cousins , as luck would have it both were married into the same family  and they remained good friends even after their marriages

Next day when saba reached  ambar s place to go out shopping the door was opened by a ten year old , saba was taken aback by sheer surprise, the boy  had the look of a villager

page 210

...he was woken up by the morning alarm, he quickly took a shower,  briskly shaved  swiftly dressed up, he felt whatever he was thinking jaqulin had the same thoughts on her mind

Putting on his ciat he looked into her eyes and asked  do people of this house also go to work

Certainly eddie , they are all humans after all like us who need to go to work

For example what kind of work he asked showing deep interest

Perhaps they painted ceremaic pottery she explained

They peeped inside mr richards room 

No sound was heard from the cotton quilt, morning sun shone bright from the window outside, a vehicle passed on the road 

Eddie reached out to remive the cover from the cage, the toy house if mr ricgard stood  there in complete silence, one window currain was raised up , the other curtains were down , he drew himself cliser to the cage  to have a better look insude the cage through the metal frame, curtains flapoed  inside the rooms  with the blowing winds, suddenly a dangerous eye looked back at him from within

purisrar ghar

...jaqulin  was certain there was one canary in the cage but he knew there were two oarrots, because one canary can not make so much nouse , he was rather  wicjedly overgleeful that old  bad temoered mr richard had kept a oair if oarrots though this habit of jeeping pets did not match at all with his temparament ,  whatever it was making that much noise in the cage kept on the  windiw  their tenant was looking hatefully at it, they were trying to figure it out just by listening what was happening  but it was not easy , from the cage rose strange sounds if flapping   , from beneath it weird kind of rustling and knocking  and tgen the cage slightly shifted on the windiw from its previous spot

Mr richard understood  tgere was audience watching the cage with interest

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page 199

...in a forest three groups of two hunters each were made to go in different directions to find their luck, two teams returned with their  kill, finally the last team returned slowly with just one carrying  a  dead deer on his back, he was asked to explain where was tony, oh its alright he explained to his friends , he fell unconscious  , nobody is interested in stealing him,  more important was this deer , if left there alone  someone would have carried it away

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.. saira was not his true love but his  chosen target but she really believed he was passionately in love with her, she  thought  he would kill himself if he could not get her , this was  an idea put into her head by him , and she could do anything  he asked her to  because she wrongly  believed he was sincere , she did not know he  was  burning in the fire of revenge and hate, the fire of hate and revenge  in which his father was killed followed by losing  his mother, this revenge was possible only because saira s grandmother was  generous to him

The revenge started from that moment when  saira s mother asked his father she wanted to go shopping , his father was her driver, that kind of driver who was completely loyal to the seth sab and his wife

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page 82

...shaml uncle house was nit very big, yet  seerat was given a seoarate room , he had a four year old daughter from hus first wife and  she was pusged into the same room as seerat s suster ti sgare her room, hanya  the four year old  had just list her mother , she would sit up in the middke if tge night crying , seerat was firced to sit up too and take care of her, it seemed the little innocent  girl s crying was not heard at all in the house by anyone  except seerat, in tge beginning little ganya was unnanageable and would sleep on her  unexplainable miseries, gradyally seerat and hanta  started to come emotionally closer  and inseparable

sun dard piya

...for some people life is merely a journey, so they keep on  going around from here to there   , such people never  stay  anywhere long enough, they are not destined to  have a  peaceful life  and a home  

Seerat afaq also had such  invisible. wheels   fitted in her feet, she  owned massive property and  possessed  all that anyone can wish for but she was still  the poorest of all, she was the only child of her parents , her mother died when she was just three, her father brought another wife home, she saw gul ma as a new mother not good for her  nor bad either ,  she helped the child , bathed her, cleaned her, dressed her, cooked for her, helped  her  in growing up and raised her  as her responsibity atrended her school meetings as her mother, when watched she feeded her  her meals  with her own hands, that was the only connection between them without any warm feelings, when she was  in the eighth class her father suddenly collapsed moaning painfully

page 73

..mother was completely  wilted after abba s death, her health was falling day by day, one day  she was rushed to emergency , she stayed there three days, when she returned home  and became very quuet and  silent, she calked him closer and spoke ,  dear son sharafat look how beautiful life is and our courtyard, i have only one wish left to see you grow  , have progeny  and see them grow from saplings to strong  youths , her vouce was desparately saturated only with desire

Amma these are the decisions of nature, dont blame me and tara for it, he also smiled with sorrow

No dear, i believe it that it is a curse  befallen on us from chanda , its a punshment  we go through becauseshe was rejected

Amma  what has chanda to do with our fate, never  doubt things unneccessarily, he stole his eyes though from her as he spoke it but she was unstoppable 

Dear in our community  when promised engagements are broken they definitely bring misfortune

purisrar

..she looked at herself in the mirror rearranging her black hat, black long gown over    her black dress  ready to go out her face covered in a black mask, she now tilted her hat at an angle in such a manner that her entire face was hid , carrying her bkack handbag she  left , walking slowly lifting each step gracefully , leaving the building behind her , this building stood in the poshest area of the city, it was the crowdest  of the city buildings, always busy  moving all the time nobody had a minute to spare to look at another person, there were small apartments in this overly populated building ,  the residents were , working  people , students , part time  jobbers , start ups  small businessmen , , she stopped a taxi , in very  short told the address  she wanted to go, it took her forty minutes  to reach her destination, the taxi left and then she turned  into the  lane  leading to where she was to go

page 167

...one thing common between the sun and wife is that you can not lift your eyes to stare at them

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Marriage is simply a  bonding  imposed between two decent  citizens  to uselessly fight each other for life for survival

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When boy is born prayers for his long life are performed

On the birth of a girl  it is exoected and prayed she has a long articulate wagging tongue

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Woman is that weird creature who can go out for a long walk to reduce her weight but wont like to work at home on regular excercise

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.to tame your wife  there is one simple rule , keep your mouth shut and wallet open

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Girls colleges have become  museums of plastered made up  walking bodies

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.girls carry  not money but make up kit in their purses

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muqadma

...someone  called fazu chacha reported at his police station in faislabad where he was then recently posted about a dead body found, he swiftly reached the spot with his constable , fazu chacha had informed him about the place, fazu chacha was a professional  potter, the inspector saw the dead body  and was shocked, it was a young body of a fifteen year old girl , her dress and makeup of that era suggested it, he inspected the body and realised it was not a girl but a young man dressed as a woman , his throat was slit and he was found near the river, but there was no blood where his body was located, perhaps the victim was murdered elsewhere and his body was lthereafter brought near the river, but his woman s clothes were blood stained , specifically around The  neck of the   woman s shirt , where   a sharp weapon was used apparently  

client

Albert romeo was arranging his files in his iffice , he chose to  stay busy instead if idling around in his spare time , he was an average detective with an average mindset, his professional life was spent solving husbands and wives marital problems , , he had guven many years  investigating  in this  line but he was not succesxful nor famous , several high profile cases also came his way and he worked as a subordinate to senior detectives, romeo had been working for over two decades  as a detective, seversl times ge considered of switching his profession, but he   never changed  his profession because he loved his work and hoped  perhaps ine day he will  be noticed. And goid fortune will open doirs to success and fame and he will be recognised as the top national  detective the most sought after in the world of  detectives

page 101

..thinking about his fist meeting he stopoed his gray ford outside ortese gate, it was one of the vintage kind  very expensive, the gate was closed , he could not see the guard  in his cabin on the other side , lowering his window he stretched out to press the  call box button , a camera lense was visible right above it, a few seconds later a voice was heard ,  who is there

I am bob  morison  from.  County  fire and rescue  to check on you  if you are following the safety rules

Hmm

Irritably bob repeated his  statement  hoping the camera clearly caught his irritated expression , he did not want to show his fire and rescue  shield  lest he was taken for a police man, it certainly would be a bad idea  specially when you stand at the gates of a drug peddler

me chanda aur tara

...he had for the past almost three hours. been roaming around without any reason , his legs had  started paining , his  legs were giving up on him, he was extremely tired , he was starving  his stomache rumbled noisily but he still did not want to go back home , he just did not want to, across the road there was a  burger stall visible , so he headed towards it, he patted his pockets and retrieved a dirty damp ,many  times folded over and  twisted fifty  rupee note but now simple plain omlette  with pulses was also  sold for. ninety

Dear rafiq , get ne  sizzling hit burger quickly, he spoke reaching the stall  where rafuq was busily  managing hus customers  and burgers

Oh dear bro sharafst , glad to see you, it seems your condition again is financially weak

The rascal had accurately  guessed his condition just by glancing at hus miserable face, feeling hurt he produced hus folded fifty rupee note, friend keep this for now the rest later

Dear royal friend no worries , take your seat there, he  cut his statement short and gestured towards the tables and chairs arranged  before them

page 49

...she had always dreamed of living and settling down in such a house comfortably, gates opened and the car  entered the porch, eyes filled up with the  scene of massive lawn  sprawling, she had wished her family  and her childrenwould have such a house, her dream was this for her family to see them together  having. tea in the lawn , a large drawing room inside a majestic house decorated with expenssive artifacts   , shiny furniture, dazzling chandeliers hanging from high ceilings, a vintage  wall clock show cased, it was an incredible combination of a museum of a house 

Alice in wonderland , whispered he into her ear  , she was  looking around  lost like a child  and  she  was rather embarrassed and turned towards him , they who had done everything to make her feel at home, after all she was the bhabhi of would be bride although asya was not ready to send her like this so casually,  but the cards were printed and arrived, obaid had to come to  give them the card so shanya naturally accompanied him , she had agreed for his sake otherrwise she wanted to keep her daughter away from every evil eye

toofan zada

..they all were waiting for gordon , officially this name  gordon was given  to the cyclone, his three year old son distorted the name godwat

The destructive cyclone had flattened carabean  and now moving towards the. eastern florida  to  capture it completely , the residents were  anxious and  scared to speculate the intensity when it would hit 

David the three year old asked him when will girdon reach  , both marya and he laughed it off , coincidently when he was in college he gad  played a role in a drama serial by thst name , he once again found himself playing the same character  ,who waited for the cyclone and rescue, he sent marya and david to stay with his parents in orlando , he worked in the fire department  always ready to help

page 78

..ashley opened the door , in rage she stared at the condition of mark

Have you gone nad, why are you here, look what the time us

I could not afford  to phone you its so dangerous , its urgent , i have to speak to you, mark s face was   panic struck

Ashley glared at him fir a while, then    poked her head out to look left and tgen right , is someone following you

Nobidy is following me, he tookofff his dirty boots outside the door 

Ashley brought him whuskey

Something has developed remarked mark

Scowled ashley , what s the matter

He looked helplessly at her, he is not there

Who us not there

I have no idea just that they are not there

What dies tgat mean excatly that they are not there, what is the point

Mark began , when you took the tube out from there he was there

Of course he was there i gad heard him , his vouce , he was my friend , my trusted partner, he was nit a killer

page 71

... ali wss  running on the west side on a weekend , it started raining once again , he quickly ignored the rain uncaring, his mind was clear of all tyoes of worries , his focus was to complete sux miles run  , he reached the point and remembered missing mendy , long ago he  had met mendy on this very point,  with her disappearance had disappeared michael harrison , when he went missing mendy had long before   his disapoearance had gone missing , thinking about them he reached  the building  and crossed the marine parade  to head tiwards the underground  parking 

He did not have to wait long , the doir opened and a dark blue  porsche apoeared, he wss inside before the gates shut, he knew where the bmw was  standing , the garage was  isolated, he reached the car and glanced around , he bent to look at the wheel as uf he wss removing dirt from it, he took out a handkerchief and a folding knife from his picket , he scratched some dirt out from the wheel and put it on the handkerchief, he slid down under the car and emerged oth other side and walked tiwards the gate, he reached the infra red device , he waved his hands , the gate ooened he started running  once again

zinda murda

...the  evening  had passed in may, it was eight thirty , they were on their way  , there was enough spare time , they. Carried with them  a coffin and four shovels in their slow moving green van , the colour of the sky changed , as it began to rain , they had come without michael yesterday

Are we there asked jack like a child

 Just about there  answered robu who was driving  and was less drunk than others, they had crossed three  bars on the way out of four

We will be there shortly josh spoke , a deer was seen crossing the road in the headlights , the road  lead towards the jungle, now they crossed a small white cottage , michael lay unconscious on the back on the floor , i should take one more drink,  his tongue stumbled words falling on each other , had he used his brains he would still be  sane and conscious

gazal wasim bareily

..styles of pleasantries will be flung across

Distorted meanings will be  deliberately extracted

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Let the storms take over, nothing can be carried away

Real fear is when courage  and spirit is broken down

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The ground I stand on is my true identity

Just that you are blind  to recognize  it completely

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We are to live on in history of mentalscapes

Not printed material on periodicals to be torn away

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Decisions lay entirely on ettiquettes of the gathered

Who will be thrown out  of sight of the gathering

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You are merely a character limited in fiction

Remember that before you are discarded forgotten 

angna phool khilengey

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.ammi just stop it my feet are swollen , if arram could have got her way she would have simply sat down in the middle of the market , she was absolutely tired going around the mall shopping for the best choices  , selecting and rejecting 

Yes. i am also tired , i am done , lets come back tomorrow again, sadya agreed quickly, 

But before going back home feed me some good meal  somewhere good,  arram quickly  stuck her demand  , at that very moment asya s mobile started ringing 

Your mother in law is calling, , here hold them , she briskly  transfered all the bags  towards her, yes appa  her voice was completely  focused

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gazal ...wasim bareily

gazal ...wasim bareily

..the house i live in  is not my home

As  much as my favourite haunt

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Moments made between hearts is the glue

To escape formalities unwanted

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How could someone  accept me

As i never accepted anyone

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To keep alive relationship

Shedding a few tears  is enough

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Roads follow  mapping the feet walking

.spent is the era of fearlessness alone

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Swallowed i have oceans of sorrows

Never do i spill a drop of tear

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How much i repent saying that

If possible forget all that what happened

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Dont let ego ever stop you

Just come back when someone calls you

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wajdan

..she .on the final moments  of separation  from shehzad , even after shehzad got married to her younger sister sanya , she constantly kept on toying with the idea  that there never existed any relationship of love between them , whatever it was  he was merely a friend , her own contact  and thats all, she was doing her best to console her hurt feelings , even if something  existed  between them it was rotted and bitter , she wanted to forget it , her full focus was only on her life , hard as it was she had to move on in life, but some time later she started feeling she was a fool ,  she had been a real fool to fall in love with her own boss

Three months earlier she had entered that office  of waqar shah as his secretary , excited like a school girl 

ye fashion

....fashion is a term that relates to self love and appearance it is meaningful    in a different way, to present oneself in a personalised custom made appearance totally different from others, human nature is weird , it gets easily tired and bired by any monotonous  style  quickly ,,  there is a natural pattern  yet  there is uniqueness   in individuality, everyone  secretly desires to  dominate  others by their own exceptional  presence,  bollywood has spread  like corona   infecting  the streets and commoners  , nobody stays untouched by fashion  which quickly  captivates minds of the majority and as quickly  gets down like fever to catch something new , styles of walking talking and dressing up tickle imaginations  of the ordinary who dream of becoming extraordinary  by copying the new styles  which dont last a week

Girls are seen in strange   hairstykes  whether they look goid ir not but they do attract attention , children from wealthy families  look rich in expenssive attires branded  shoes and get ups 

Communication in english is trendy  and always in fashion for the elite  considered classy  in high end lifestyles, though urdu is one of the most beautiful languages everything sounds romance in urdu

Latest fashion is boys look girlish delicate

Women appear masculine muscular

najaat

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najaat

...  douglas had retired five years ago as  police officer , yet he had not forgotten the narrator whom he believed to be  accused  in  a  reported  case of   a girl gone missing seventeen years ago  when he was  still working in los angeles homicide department , he suspected the narrator had a hand in her disappearance , ,daughter of doughlous was close friend of the missing girlfriend of the narrator,  most probably the seed of doubt was sowed in the father s mind by his own daughter but there was no evidence against the narrator

 It was logical when he was on the job but he became agressively active to find oroof of his involvement in the girl s disappearance after his retirement because  he was no longer  lawfully tied back  now he works for a private detective with licence   as a client to find out what really happened to nikol vance, the missing girl friend of the narrator, , shaun doughlas was  passionately  using his power and money and expertise   to catch the narrator 

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page 17

...sayad was one of thise unfortunate  children  who was raised in a orphanage, how did he reach there, who placed him there, who were his parents, these were a few questions he gad no answers to nor dud he bither to find out , he was not unhappy to be living in an orphanage because he was completely unaware if the world outside the restricting walls of the orphanage, he was nit at all acquainted with the feeling of happiness , he was just familar with a strange  disatisfying  feeling all the time mussing something in life, he had no drwams no desires no spirit  , simply a plain life routine a system to follow  regularly punctually