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You are a very busy person. You have your responsibilities as teacher, a doctor or as a soldier. You fall in love with someone who happens to be your ideal.What will you choose, "your…Continue
Retiring from the toiling day’s work I used to go to Café Grand. It is on Abdullah Haroon Road. If you go straight through Zaibunnisa Street in Saddar, you will find Café Grand just opposite to the back entrance of Hotel Metropole. From inside this restaurant is two storey, but second floor is sort of a gallery. The atmosphere of the Grand is one of the attractions for me to count it as the best. There was always been darkness in the café even in the day time. The lightning was so beautifully done that there is always a twilight just as of candles which gives a sensational tranquility. The waiters move as they are floating on the carpeted floor. You can’t hear the sound of their movement but just the frisking of their uniform.
The Music played in background was also my favorite. It feels coming from no where but from everywhere. I feel the traces of tranquilizing effect sweeping in to whole of me. I always experienced an involuntary physical change that led me to note-able alteration in the acuity of tension I was in prior to coming to the café.
Last week I went to the café and sat on the table I chose on the day I first came to this restaurant. This table is so placed in the corner that I can keep all the tables within my sight. I snap the passing by waiter and ordered my usual drink, coffee with some salty biscuits. I do not like creamy pastries or cakes.
I threw a cursor look at the occupiers near me. Sipping my coffee and nibbling biscuit, I first look at the table on my right. This table always occupied by a girl. There was always girl, but everyday I saw new face. She was just sitting there, sipping her drink. I felt a sense of uneasiness, disturbed by some inner gloom. Once I had an eye to eye contact, I was shuddered to see the deep unknown gloom, as she was afraid that her innocence beauty was in peril. She was incessantly watching the watch wearing in her beautiful supple writs.
After few minutes I found a commissionaire standing by her side. He slightly bowed and whispered in her eyes. She abruptly stood and followed him. Before leaving, she once again turned and looked at me. I again felt an electrical shock. It was just a fraction of a moment. Her eyes were gleaming with tears. I felt that they were saying “isn’t there any one who could save me, even you!”
She turned her face and walked away, staggering like a person is taken to be crucified, head down, shoulders bowed. I felt myself empty from inside, as empty as I was no more. I sat there for few moments trying to gather myself, and then left the café.
On my way back I felt a deep dejection within me. I was feeling that I was nothing. My condition was of like a person who could save a dying person but did nothing.By mishaikh
THE DARKNESS OF LIFE
She was missing since last week. Her parents, belonging to one of the richest families of the country, have some influence in government circle, so the entire police department was with him looking for her. She was a teenager, reaching to her 18th birthday very soon, was a disturbed girl in the sense that she never cared much about her…Continue
The poor man may incline to assume that the possession of wealth would make him happy. He may have so many desires that he might satisfy if he has wealth. On the other hand, rich men often complain of the cares and worries of riches and being rich. Any way it is true that so far as body and peace of mind are concerned all the different ranks of men are nearly upon a level, being worried, and on the contrary the beggar…Continue
(Today in ‘Guess My Word’ the honorable Lady Noor put before us a word "Tryst" which motivated me to reproduce here below an extract from one of my large stories, which has not been posted here on EC. I hope you will enjoy reading it.)
Tryst – Rendezvous of Lovers:
Six years passed since she last…Continue
Travelling is a part of education as well as experience. It may be considered otherwise by some, to whom visiting ancient churches, Monasteries, castle and fortifications, antiques and ruins, libraries and above all the places of natural beauties is sheer wastage of time and money for in their view this pleasure, education and…Continue