jungbaz

.... and in the next  moment he took control of himself,  he shook his head a couple of times,  tuned his neck sideways  before sitting down on a bamboo stool nearby 

I shall burn you down into a heap of ashes,  I will destroy you  leave me there   from where you brought me , just now  quickly 

Range baba was  blabbering  unstoppably,  flanked on both sides by nazakat and  rada  whp looked at him in surprise  as if the  man was gone completely crazy  even the narrator  for a second  became nervous  what had come over him , perhaps tge baba was using his  bkack magic  and thrown a spell on him  but  quickly he recovered his senses  regained his self confidence  and  chanting the name of holy Allah  felt himself  stronger inside 

He once again looked at ranga  he was still   chattering nonsensicaly and  murmuring  non coherently,  he went into a trance  his dawned eyes were shut 

Within minutes a strange smell filled the room,  it was sickly  stench , , all the strength and self confidence he had obtained  started to erode, both nazakat and  rada    found themselves choking,  he too was breathless  unable to breathe 

He shouted  someone  must quickly  shut the wicked baba inside a room 

Nazakat was throwing up but the other one rada proved a due gard tough man  and he dragged ranga like a trapped beast into a room and locked him inside 

from previous

...after  Fred mills the investigating officer called  the widow of Carl for another round of questioning,  golden blonde Emmy was well groomed and  attractive sight,  again she was asked the same questions she was  asked  on the first day of Carl s death, she   gave him the same  word to word  tutored replies  evoking his doubts  focus on her

Do you drink or smoke 

Sometimes  she answered casually 

What is it drinking or smoking Sometimes 

Both  her tone was strong 

, she seemed quite  self confident , her eyes red perhaps from  sleepless  night  or she gad been crying   for her dead husband  whatever  the reason  it was uncertain 

What brands you prefer to smoke and drink asked he placing his elbow on the table 

Vodka and red wine  she  revealed  her choices of liquor and  cigarettes 

 After her  kurse came in with the post mortem reports and both sat down to read it once more 

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....what's your name  young man,  asked he to  the son of Carl 

Fred mills 

How old are you  he observed  hus body language 

Twenty two  he answered  abruptly 

Where were you when you were informed of Carl  s death 

 The detective  watched hus eyes  closely 

I was on my college trip away 

When did you return 

Next day 

What time  he asked again 

Ten I the morning 

Fred answered in short  phrases 

What time did you start from there to return home 

Volley of questions were  going on and on

At two midnight 

You mean it took eight hours to come here otherwise it is just five hours  journey,  explain where were you for tge three extra hours,  investigation was carried forward  as his eyes  carefully  surveyed Fred s body language 

from previous

...it was decided  that the nikah and rukhsati will be simple  affair,  when naushba heard about it  she  frowned upon the idea, she wasn't a helpless  widow or a divorcee  who had to depend on others financially 

There wasn't anyone on that side to perform these functions and rituals 

There was weightage in what sahib was saying  so sge didn't say more 

, fir the bride the in-laws  give  her ritualistic traditional gifts  , that  amount was also given  them to purchase  things of their choice 

See for yourself if Zahir  s witch  sisters were present would they ever let ne  buy things of my own choice Said naushaba stiff necked  getting one of the most heavy maroon  lehnga packed 

Be ashamed of yourself  ma you too have daughters and sisters  rebuked  shakuba appa , laughed naushaba  obstinately,  she handpicked  and  chose each and every thing  only of her choice and liking, prude emitted from her pores

She was absolutely stunning and in the bridal looked spectacular 

Amma,  what is it, do you have something to say 

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...Zahir gave his consent  and mami started her mission impossible of finding  a suitable match for him,  she couldn't go door to door  looking for a perfect bride  so she contacted  a nearby matchmaker  , because  Zahir and  his mami were nice people  and likeable  in the neighborhood  The matchmaker woman showed them   more than they had expected  girls  just for  their being so nice people 

Round  pretty face  with  big eyes  drew mami crazy   , sge couldn't check  the nature and behavior  and everything started happening as she had wanted,  today was the day they had to formally visit the would be bride s house to ask for her hand 

Hamad ironed   a white chiken  suit,  git mami her new pair of chappals 

If you like you can come along with us said mami covering her head with a flowery patterned  white crocheted  dupatta  , she paused to look  at  hamad s face,  she   gently  refused  , what will she do there, it was her natural need  tendency  and she shied off, she  easily  became nervous  and confused  and avoided meeting  people 

As you wish,  shut the door  properly,  Zahir will be late  today 

sarab

Frowns  covering his forehead   he was driving  in a siren  shrieking police  vehicle  towards the  factory of lieutenant Carl mills , accompanied by his newly inducted young driver Simon  who with  quite  easy expertise could drive  on any type of  edges  angular or haphazard  route,  on the back seat there was another young  man kurse brown   a constable  appointed six months ago   , he sat very alert and smartly,  their destination was Carl  mills factory,  though  Carl mills had spent  most of his life in various American  provinces   and usually American cities are glittery and glamorous  but Carl mills was a most honest man and he decided to spend his  retired life in a  small township    with natural scenery  nestled amidst  green valleys  and after some time he  bought some land  in the valley and opened a milk factory,  within five minutes they reached the  milk factory  where  Carl mills  lay dead on the floor  his eyes wide open with horror 

Salam to the person who took the photo of Lal Quila Delhi at a specific angle