Hashim Mubeen's entire family was present at the dining table. They
were chatting amiably as they ate. Imama was the subject of their
conversation.
̳Baba, have you noticed that Imama is becoming more serious with each
passing day?' observed Waseem as he looked at her provokingly.
̳Yes...I've noticed this over the past few months,' Hashim Mubeen
replied, his eyes searching Imama's face.
Imama stared at Waseem as she took a spoonful of rice.
̳Imama, is there a problem?'
̳Baba, he talks nonsense and you fall into his trap. I'm serious and busy
because of my studies—after all, not everyone is as useless as Waseem,'
she said with some annoyance. He was sitting next to her and she rapped his shoulder lightly. ̳Baba, what will become of her when she qualifies as a doctor if this is
what she is like in the early years of her studies,' joked Waseem. ̳It'll be
years before Miss Imama Hashim smiles...'
Everyone smiled around the table: this type of sparring always went on
between these two. It was seldom that Imama and Waseem did not
argue with each other. But Waseem was also Imama's best friend—
probably their being the siblings closest in age lay at the heart of their
friendship.
̳And just imagine that Imama...' but she did not let him finish this
time. She turned around and landed a fist on his shoulder with all her
might. It made no difference to him.
̳What else can we have at home but a doctor with a ―healing touch‖?
You've just seen a demonstration and you can guess how doctors treat
their patients these days. One of the reasons for the rising death rate in
our country...'
̳Baba, please stop him!‖ Imama conceded defeat as she implored
Hashim Mubeen.
̳Waseem!' He suppressed a smile as he turned to his son who dutifully
kept quiet.
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PEER E KAMIL
Romanceshe fell first but he fell harder she waited 9 years for him she is innocent converted to islam he is far from islam he is bad boy converted to a good boy for him salar x imama
