from previous..,

.....hasham had his hand on the door knob  when he  overheard  Nadya speaking  inside the room,  she was speaking on the phone  about  zayan,  complaining to her brother  zayan must have  many  flaws because of British  upbringing  and lifestyle,  raised  in such an environment he was a little  irresponsible but  never could he be  a robber  on adventurous  spree,  or  he would have  been a registered  criminal  on record   he was a suspect because of the company he kept,  his friends were  to be blamed 

page 130...

.....he seemed to be in a hurry,   so  he quickly and  silently  crossed the corridor  of the haveli,  , not  interested in  meeting anyone,   engrossed in  his  own  thoughts  unaware  he would be  caught  the  moment he  emerged from  inside,  breathing  free  for the first time  he stopped  short  on hearing  a   voice call   out 

from previous....

....ayat explained  everytime she looked at him  she was reminded of her cousin,   zayan was  just a couple of years  younger to her  and naughtily  said that was a comfort  he didn't remind her of her old uncles,  ayat tried to walk off  but he was showing his flirtatious side he enjoyed the most  with  all those women who showed slightest of interest and involvement in his  presence,  she  firmly  asked him to call her aunty,  he jumped up in horrified  mischief  exclaiming what a bad joke it was

from previous....

.....every time  he  visited Pakistan he   felt those  intense  gaze  look at him  momentarily before  shifting away,   those  were  talking  eyes, not complaining,  not gossiping,  not arguing,  , ayat was elder to him,  she was married and had a kid,  worldlywise,  one  day he  was quite confused and one  time  his  wife  Nadya was not around  and he  in a mischievous mood   confronted  ayat

page 128....

......he entered his room and opened  a sidetable  drawer to get burnol , he  then walked  up to  the  wall clock drawing the curtains  aside he looked  at the  majestic  building  where resided  a spirit,   he had seen  ayat  for  the   second   time in his  lawn  with a  child,  he  was  rather surprised  for  she  was merely  a kid herself,   that  day  also  she kept  staring at rayan  unable to shift  her gaze, ger eyes asking  openly to rayan a complete  stranger  who was he  , he simply  understood her and was startled 

from previous....

....he  turned startled  to see who was there  whose footsteps  started him,  ,  looking  towards the  stairway  he ran towards the sitting room,   occupying  the  usual seat  he reclined fixing his  gaze  on the  lLCD  full screen  intently  where  his favorite  cartoon  movie  was  showing,  mummy would  have to  cross  the lounge  to  enter the kitchen  , she smiled  at her son , he was observing  her  each and every move 

ajnabi kaun ho tum..

....today  after several months  he stood  again  by the wall decorated  with  expensive  paintings before the calendar  in a corner,  , standing there he  kept  staring  at the  calendar  for long time,  ll that was interesting in it was the numerical which he had  begun  to understand  now  that he was ten and  failed to catch  earlier  ,  the calendar held closed  inside  it  his mother's  life  he wanted to extract  her from  the  depths of the  calendar   to  his  world