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with hesitation. But that hesitation was not due to fear it was due to coming
on normal again. “Chalo theek hai beta, jaisi tumhari marzi”(okay fine, its up
to you), on hearing he will come, he was glad and smiled in response and to
felt him more relax and comfortable which he was not feeling he said that its
his choice whether he has to come with him and kids or not. After
saying he stepped out of his room and call his kids to come out “Chalo beta
neeche chalo” (Come kid, come down). As they both stepped out with serious and
a bit confuse faces that what to do and how to do, he put his hands on their
shoulder, showing a bit excitement on his faces to bring them on their normal
mode while saying “So walk forward kids” and the three of them started walking
forward with silence on their faces but he was showing a bit excitement by
still holding their shoulder with bent back a little. While they both were
looking here and there especially when they walked downstairs and walking on
the ground floor to go out in the lawn to attend funeral for which they came
there. At that time they were looking at right and left of the house. They were
quite impressed of it. He of them was looking at right side where was a long
dining table-made of glass and copper colored wood, and a big, dark brown and
wooden chest of drawers placed behind the chairs of dining table while she was
looking at left side where the pictures of him and his paternal uncle were
hanging on the wall and some were placed on the chatter of drawers. Most of
them were the pictures of his childhood in which he was either sitting with his
father in his arms or tightly pressing his pet fluffy grey and white dog or
puppy in his cute little arms or either sitting on the bench in lawn under the
blue sky or either lying on swing hanging in the lounge or either hugging his
toys and robots tightly to his chest. Soon his eyes turned at left side
and began to look at his pictures. They both were looking with astonishment.
And they began to look with more astonishment as their father left them to go
out by themselves when his phone rang as he went at one the corner to talk to
him. They both were saying in their hearts while moving forward “How cute he
was in his childhood! What hair he had in his past, golden and brown like
English!, what a colour of his skin, complete white, what a beautiful and cute
eyes, small nose, and pink lips he had on square little face on the the thin
little cute body”. They
soon went out.
- While
he was walking to go downstairs, he was remembering that. What was that? When
everyone were standing in the lawn to attend his funeral but there were some of the men-dressed formally,
were standing near the very small wooden gate-having long pieces of light brown
wood side by side from which servants are allowed to enter only, doing their
working on the papers supported by file. All of them came near to him and the
one standing, working on the papers writing something on papers asked him
"Where is Mr. Faraz Hussain", he asked him while working on papers. "So
please call him, I think he is house", on seeing him still standing near
them, the one standing in centre looked up at him and asked to call him because
he thought he would call him but he didn't, instead of calling he was standing
there in front of them. © 2016 IrenicAuthor's Note
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Added on July 30, 2016 Last Updated on July 30, 2016 AuthorIrenicKarachi, Sindh, PakistanAboutWorld is a painting and I am one of wanderer in it who is known by the name of IRENIC in its tiny piece's another world called INTERNET. more..Writing
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