Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Monday, December 1, 2014
Surkh Dadhi--
the phone bell attracted his attention, he picked up the receiver, on the line was constable karzish , trying to explain that he was being stared a by one particular person with intense hatred filled eyes, who glared annoyingly at him up and down, , the police was hated species , nobody wanted to be associated with love and affection with this department was the eternal truth but someone was going out of the way, the provocative pokes unsaid and verbal stabs can push a constable into taking some action ,
Sazish--
sarwari was preparing the table helped by bashri , laying the table is an art, all housewives and all women do not have the aptitude to decorate and serve in a perfect manner, as sarwari went to get the dishes bashri remained around arfan ahmed who for no particular reason other than waiting for his children who stood at the door saim and namra smiled at them
hazrat hanifa--
the hazrat simply counter questioned the asker if he could himself locate his own soul in his own body was so impossible a task similarly finding and locating a fixed spot of the creator was likewise
the fourth question was asked to the hazrat --what was before the almighty
the hazrat counter questioned if he could count , the asker began his counting from one onwards , stopping him in the middle the hazrat asked him to count from one in the other direction , everything can not be described logically some things must be felt for their essence of existence
girhe ke bad--
the storm lasted all night, storms whether inner or outside have a natural tendency to destroy, some are quite destructive , she opened a window to look otside, all the streets were filthy, muddy and soiled, trash dumps collected in spots , the newly nuilt houses in the neighbourhood built in new styles suggested the owners als were like them new rich,
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