-kaya's face was wet and soaked into her own teas flooding from her eyes, she was experiencing an emotional storm, her whole body was dangerously on the edge of a terrible storm , something inside her soul was about to explode, first kata expressed her sentiments in plain manner full of desires , hoping her inner cruel beast woke up so she could kill her deadly enemy and see the spectacle and rejoice
-kashif said dear friend just look at you, what has become of you, your condition is miserable, what made you a robber, rashid exploded it was entirely kashif"s father responsible for who blamed his simple honest hard working father of stealing, by then kashif :s wife also dragged her chair and came closer , she was calling the police but they were not picking the phone, kashif asked her not to call the police because the situation had changed, she also had noticed her husband had put his pistol away and was being friendly and polite to their enemy
-a dying father asked his three sons to get his medicine from the nearest town some fifteen kilometers away, the one who reaches last gets to inherit all his property, one left on foot, second on a donkey cart and they both returned within next four days to find their father was dead, they waited for the third to return who did after many days and in a skeletal shape, bony and thin , he was asked what took him so long, what was his mode of transport , he explained he traveled on passenger train
-he wanted to know how many dogs were kept in that big house, what rascals these wealthy people are who cant even sleep and live without digs by their side,, he wanted him to find out full details of the timings the dogs are set free , what time they are chained and what time they are given food, it was most important to him, two days later he got full report on the house , there was not a single dog yet nor a guard nor any watchman
-what life style the wealthy have, amazing and meaningful, life should be like the rich have , not like his own, where the food is meager and once a day if one gets it he is not sure of the second meal , life is unpredictable, mean and depriving of the basic needs, he had seen the tables of the rich so heavily laid out with the choicest of dishes , each meal was a rich feast
-he began comparing his own condition with the richest of the rich, he had nothing , no possessions , no ownerships and the wealthy had such immense vast lands and properties , it was so disgusting, the rich men return home in the evenings to take their attractive wives out to have an evening out in the clubs, where their friends of equal wealth and same status gather to spend their time together , enjoying each others company , their well fed well dressed kids get into the club swimming ponds having a nice time
-one of his associates had told him that a new strong party had come to live in the house, it was a most beautiful and a huge house, it was built on a vast area, he had before this occasion also passed from that street, he spitted on the boundary wall with sheer hatred , what a shame some had not a straw hut to take shelter in and some had such a palatial residence
