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 She was standing in front of the train ticket house wrapped in a black silk burqa.  It was half past eleven in the night.  The only thing left to do was to wait for the car to arrive, but the ticket office windows were still closed.  In amazement, the dogs slammed their heads against the closed windows.  He glanced around.  There were hundreds of men lying on the ground and children like corpses, as if they all had to travel.  He turned slowly toward Qali, who was holding his mother's peel down case and a short bed on his head.  "Quli!"  Ticket house not open yet?  "The car is always late.  Qali fixed his faint, lonely eye on her beautiful face, and as if his other small eye had sunk, it began to explode at his helplessness.  "So where do I sit?"  "It's like she was asking herself a question.  He once again scattered his eyes on the poor people lying nearby.  Not true  ' ' Here ?  It seemed to her that her silken burqa, her handsome face and delicate outfit, in the eyes of the poor Qali, someone thought this and her heart sank and she silently stared at the semi-dark black clothi road, on which Ika  While the wheel was spinning, a thick light came out of the lights of the one's tele-chimneys and crawled on the road.

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Bicycle fog line

In fact, he fought a capable but troubled family.  Bicycle fog line.  He ran to his present condition.  What am i now  In the eyes of the onlookers, of course, Amir Kabir is a liberal girl, but keep the luggage in this place, ”said Qali.  No, I will not sit here.  He said angrily.  Then she stared into the darkness.  On the dark road, churches of crisp boots sprang up and began to grow.  In the twinkling of an eye, he saw a tight-knit tie-knot, and with a glimpse of it, the ticket went out behind the house.  The young man is coming this way wearing a heavy and obstructive.  She smiled uncontrollably.  The young girl's open lips were thankful.  There must be a rich son!  Why would he come to get a third class ticket?  Then we have to keep the goods.  Qali spoke angrily to the girl's silence.  The government will never sit here.  He spoke in a high voice.  The same young ticket came out from behind the house.  Quli!  Why don't you take women to the inter-class and mangroom?  He said  Who will come to get the stolen dormitory?  "I was talking to the boy Qali.  Want a second ticket or an intercom?  "Even the young man was asking Qali.  She sat in the Senate for a moment.  Quli!  let's go !  "She said with great horror.  There was Qali in front and behind.  Her high heel sandals were making a heart-pounding noise at the time.  "Majuri ma'am sir!"  "Quli," said Qali, impressed.  You won't even get the money. ”She was standing in front of the dressing table, wiping her forehead with a handkerchief in the freezing cold of January.  What is it?  "Qali's thick lips drooped.  "Take it together, you understand!"  He also put the luggage on the car and saw it as soon as the ticket office opened, telling me.  Get more money.

Hondal Qali 

Was calling  Hondal Qali went on beating his turban on his head like a coconut.  Lucky men can come at any time.  Water and left them.  What do I know now that what he is seeing at the moment is my whole universe.  What did he do to the water?  Just this afternoon, I received a letter from Pecha Jan.  Amy John thinks that if someone from home went to see her, it would be good and she would not say that after the death of her brother, we took care of her brother-in-law and nephews so much that they did not eat the money.  Not a companion of time.  She was ready to leave after hearing so much. Amy Jan had kept three rupees in her pocket for a long time and told her to take Aqeel with her.  That's all I know about them.  What do you know about girls?  I asked him if I was a wrestler, who would eat and vomit in fear when he saw Aqeel.  After all, Salma and Razia are also girls.  How fun it is to travel alone.  On this he said, "Brother!"  They are the girls of the big man. I replied: Wow!  Then it is not necessary to travel in a cluster of a dozen servants, because we are poor, so it is difficult to cover the travel expenses of one.  Where with a little protector, whose protection I will be responsible.  After arguing with him for hours, he went somewhere and got rid of Aqeel Sahib's guard.  With a sigh of relief, the bundle of completion of the check post was opened and one of the threesomes was in front of the Chiravas with white hair like the feathers of Mara Bungalow.  She looked like a Christian woman with her loose-fitting frock, curly hair and a hat on her head.  The girl cast a sharp critical glance at the dry bearded woman and then began to regret it with her dry heart.  I wish there was a restless nine-year-old girl here, who was on her silky bit, looking at my face with envy, instead of the still growth like the water of this pond.  Qali went inside and told the girl that she had got the kit.  What to say, he did not see anywhere in his heart, the girl took satisfaction.

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young men

The eyes fell on the same nine young men, who had been watching him intently for decades in the Cigarette Temple.  The leopard roared and crashed into the chest of the platform.  When the girl came out of the waiting room after the murder, her first question was "What now?"  "She started thinking and moving fast.  She came very close to the women's box.  The croaking of women and the ringing of ornaments, or the roar of ordinary criminal prisoners and the beatings of their daughters.  The instructions of the men on this side of the artery mother!  Not being able to lose his belongings, another man was singing on the occasion of this Hour.  Beware the revolution could not open.  The girl was so anxious to get out of the doorway and enter the box when another group of men and women attacked the box from behind and got stuck in the middle of the fight.  One of the women in the group pulled her hand out of her burqa, which was wrapped in silver bangles, and gave it to the girl when she saw an obstacle in the way.  The boy ate a cradle and died.  His heart wanted him to run away by tearing the woman's burqa adorned with fringes or to push her under the mail, but what he saw in front of him was the same young man standing there.  "Hey Qali!  Why did you bring me here  "She ran with all her might and somehow got out of the crowd with Qali and started measuring the platform again.  Hundreds of miles of crushed bark were flying like balloons before his eyes.  I wish !  If she had worn such a burqa, no one would have smiled sarcastically at her: this desire began to explode in some corner of her heart.  She was scattering the text on the grades without any purpose.  First Second, Inter, Women's Inter She suddenly stopped.  Once again he read the text and at this point he began to feel the shadow of a dense tree in the pouring rain.  She opened the door without thinking and entered. She was standing outside in amazement.  "Bring the goods!"  "With a hearty smile, he put the bidding stuff and stared at it with one eye, as if he wanted to get to the bottom of it.  The girl noticed.  He opened it wide and with a chuckle, Raqi's face, which had been badly damaged due to feelings of contempt, suddenly opened.  The laborer needs wages, what is the use of his affairs?  He looked at Athani together, as if he wanted to believe that the real cause of his illusions could be eight?  Hearing the sound of the whistle, Qali went down and a satisfied smile started waving on the pineapple lips.  She stood by the door. She saw the young man standing with his hands in the pockets of his overcoat, staring at her with sweet eyes.

The ETV 

The ETV car started moving and he ran ahead.  In the darkness she stumbled and stumbled.  Now she turned to her box.  Two women were wrapped in earthenware earrings on two seats and heavy boxes and large bundles were spread around them in such a way that instead of her sitting, a nanny was sitting in the third seat in the corner, breastfeeding her baby.  Was  Another child, who would be at most two years old, was sitting nearby, admiring.  Absolutely dry, hanging skin on hands and feet, as if he had gone straight to old age immediately after birth.  The pocket on the 1 box was dissolved.  The boy was replaced by a crocodile.  At a small station, the car stopped and the caddies of Orls began to spin.  If anyone was looking at his ticket at that time, his mine would start coming again.  After two minutes, the car started moving and the girl fell asleep.  What is the use of the last coating, which comes off with the slightest friction?  There are rich and poor people in the world too. Is it possible that the light of the sky was shining and the stars were trembling with adornment?  The girl in the car and at the station knocked on the door and read the name of the station.  Now his destination was near.  The sleeping women get up.  They were talking to each other in the language of another province.  None of them looked at the girl, as if she didn't understand the reality of her black burqa in front of her black faces.  Was  The car stopped and he quickly rolled over on his bed platform.  Then she took the suitcase and went down.  Small station  The car was just a doomsday.  The train whistled and she stopped to look at the young man.  He thought he would land at the next station.  She was very happy, because she had taken the poor man from the rich young man, but he had noticed that the young man was playing a man sitting in the Hatir Yen, a short distance away.  The rally began.  One of the big ones, A, A, A  After passing the gate before the two young men, the third class ticket was going to him, but when he reached near the gate, he was standing outside the young man gate and was settling him.  The girl's hand did not reach out to give a ticket. 

all clothes  "A widow!  And she has a son.  Studies in the city  sister !  Bechari is a very straight woman.  This is how all our clothes are sewn, but the patch manu islai seldom takes.  The boy was staring at the sun.

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