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...zinia sitting on the  driving seat  was  remembering her journey  that started from  being a friend to  mosa  to become closest friend and wife of his  best friend,  her brain was still   decided on her decision  but her heart was   was  helpless  and troubled  , it was trying to find the old warm friend in his conversations and  meaning in his glances 

Aslamalekum zinnia anas  , mosa came to sit down next to her seat,  he could make his tone so sweet  it was   amazing

Zinia was there to pick him up,  anas  wanted them to buy a  suitable  gift and  both were  there to accomplish their goal 

The times had changed  , boys  were  appearing more  attractive than ever before and girls were  becoming long faced perhaps remembering their  grooms

gumnam

...in the  compact city hospital room the air was  filled with  merry laughter and  sweet voices this compact room in the   recent past was used as a dumping store of useless  furniture and things and  empty  bottles  for some time    but now  the lower staff was regularly  active   and used it as their unofficial  workplace  office,  nurses gathered there for small  gossip in between  their shifts   , it was  a rest room cum sitting room  compact waiting room 

, they  freely could discuss their family situation  , in-laws  behaviors,  patients cases, conditions  and concerns about  their career and personal life,  it was a  small room but always house full,  even now  the  gathering  was gossiping full volume,  it was Sheila  s first day  after marriage  in the morning shift  , she was quickly surrounded by screaming happily  other nurses  demanding  for a treat . Sheila  ordered a pizza for them all , the women  present  in the room  got busy  eating   it their rightful share 

Though  marriage is a real big gamble  yet it looks  it benefits  you  spoke  mehek looking at Sheila  and liberally  pouring the ketchup on her pizza 

Of course,  Sheila replied  if you gamble  wisely  it works well for you,  Sheila  spoke  daintily 

She was just twenty-five  dusty complexioned  slight figure,  sge dressed up  carefully  and carried herself  beautifully 

maalumaat

...q.. the holy Quran  speaks of which   nabi the most 

A..hazrat Musa alya Islam

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Q..The holy Quran  mentions  of namaz how many times 

A..700 times 

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Q..how many times the holy Quran  orders  to pray dua 

A..more than seventy times 

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Q...which emperor  wrote the holy Quran every year with  his own hands 

A..Sultan Ibrahim gaznavi

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Q...where was the holy Quran written in gold letters 

A..Lahore 

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Q...who did the calligraphy 

a..hafiz Muhammad  azim

Q..which Para mentions  reciting  darud  sharif 

A..Para 22

Raku 4

Q..who invented alkhat Arabian  ritual 

A..hazrat Ismael  alya islam

Q...what sura  speaks against bribes

A..sura albaqra

page 192

....nawab budhan  was famous for his interesting hobbies  in Lucknow,  he liked  arranging  and  being present in bird fights  so much  so his live for bird fights had reached   the point where  it  became  more than his crazy passion,  always he was seen with his mouth  stuffed with oaan and hands   clutching  birds  his wife  alya khanum was   miserable  from his passion  because at home he  spent  most of the time with birds 

He also kept all his  domestic  servants  busy with himself,  at least three of them were  specifically  reserved only  for this event , partridges  were  specialized  to fight , he   bought different types of partridges  and bred them professionally  giving them  proper training  , he gave  tge winner partridges titles  of emperors and warriors like sikander and  changez  and bahadur

 

maut ka raqs

...he was sitting watching   the breaking news on the television in his cage like  room   it was his usual routine,  one news  drew his  full attention towards it  it was about  his closest friend's  death  what really shocked him was  that he died of a heart failure 

He had disappeared from the  social world   in a manner  that the family was  hesitant and avoided talking about it,  it was  the fourth case in three months   that made it so strange 

What he was saying is  it is possible to happen  that highly   intelligent intellectuals  can't  die but it is a stressful  pressure  that they can't handle and  it's not easy to live either with  their  commitments and their passion for  literature  ends with their heart failures 

page 157

...am I alive or not,  he thought  trembling,  whatever he had learned about death  and people who had tasted death  all those stories  he was experiencing himself 

When someone dies  he experiences  dreamlike state like a living person  goes into  a dream like state  , he can see the dreams but he can't see himself  but he  witnesses everything and every experience,  he speaks  in an inaudible voice  he himself can't hear,  in that dream state he  walks and moves but he feels nothing,  in a blink he can reach anywhere  from here to there  and  back again,  it's like magic,  then he sees his near and dear ones , , he recognizes them   but he finds himself  nit amidst them  he watches their faces from outside  , people are arriving  and  he himself is  wrapped in white sheet  lying on the floor,  his nostrils and ears are plugged with  cotton,  be then is lowered in his grave  and it's then he really opens his eyes to  the world  and finds  himself  staring emptily  into the dark deep grave,  he screams  to draw attention of his  own dear people  but there is nobody to hear his screaming,  he is scared of the  darkness  and  solitude,  fright settles over him  then he realizes he is dead 

page 47

....she very carefully   took the  feet out of soap water  to put them on the towel spread out in her lap,  today  she was  giving more attention to this  work,  an unknown woman was getting  satisfaction  out of this pedicure,   life was a bitter  cup  sge had swallowed to understand and  appreciate  the roughness of these feet , this pair of rough feet had  successfully capably   kept their household   running smoothly,  her peace of mind was shattered  yet she was try very hard to maintain her balance  walking on the previous  path , she was certain she will never again trust anyone,   therefore she was   searching for her small joys of life in her activities 

Rataba next client is waiting  hurry up, kamal herself  unhurriedly  was painting her nails  every now and then  scolding  rataba as if she was  a useless worker,  it was the same parlor  rataba had built   every inch of it  and  sold it off before marriage   to komal who bought this running business,  the place she owned once  she was back there working as a paid worker