It happened like this , one year after muhammed sadiq was thrown out of the house, during winter when the sun was quite dull , the factory was working its routine on threads , materials, cutting, stitching, sewing, machines clanged noisily, workers bent on their projects focused, ,
Azim looked around owning the factory proud and content, success and fulfilment showed on his face but what was really in his heart was not showing
Play of destiny is incredibly unpredictable by the evening a spark struck the clothes kept in the godown , it kept on moving through the bundles unseen un noticed, nobody observed , the spark breathed and the wind blew it s lapping flames to swallow hungrily all that came into its contact, smoke started rising , workers began panicking screaming jumping and running for their life , clanging nachines noise was drowned into absolute silence , as strong whispering flames began consuming menacingly the. factory
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