Episode No.5 Fill My Stomach And Spend Less Money

You have not seen bitterness or sorrow, you are a girl from a prosperous family, so you can say so. But I said Saima pushing back the moisture in her eyes

Well, do you believe that I am what you say? Ismail's question shocked Saima

what does it mean ? When Saima asked in shock, Ashmil laughed and shrugged his shoulders.

How busy and tiring today was. Yarrar Ashmal, these people are also somewhat strange. Well now the work has to be done. Ashmal was waiting for her bus talking to herself continuously. When he saw the poor man crossing the road, who was coming towards him.

Let's be thankful that Mr. Faqir has come here himself, otherwise I would have had to go to his base to thank him. As usual, the poor man sat on the ground next to the bus stand on the roadside.

Mr. Faqir, thank you very much, your prayer is immediately accepted in my favor. Ashmil stood near the fakir and said aloud, the fakir gave him a disapproving look and started writing on the ground again.

I am very hungry and it will be evening by the time I go home. What should I eat to fill my stomach and spend less money? Ashmil said that if she looked around, she would be happy to see Bhattewala.

Lo bhai baat became "Kum Kharch Bala Nashin" Ishmal said happily and opened his wallet

Mr. Faqir will eat the kiln? Ashmil asked Faqir but this time Faqir did not even like to see. It was too far to answer.

Your teeth are weak and you can't eat Bhta Naaaaaa Ishmil said in a pitiful tone, then the poor man stared at him with his eyes.

Well, sorry if it sounds bad, I was just guessing. Ashmil said this and walked towards the kiln whereupon the fakir leaned against the wall while taking a Sikh breath. Only a few moments had passed when someone came near him like a storm. The fakir had already known who this is without seeing.

Mr. Faqir, I am very tired today. The day was not so good and the people of this office are also strange and my boss is, Ismail started telling about his day's activities while eating Bhatta. At which the poor man had to open his eyes.

I feel sleepy, You will also get tired. take care. Very difficult. There is begging on the side of the road Ishmil said while looking at the fakir, then for the first time the fakir smiled, which Ishmil could not see because he was busy eating Bhatta.

True roadside begging is difficult and begging in assemblies and meetings is very easy. I wish you were educated, you could understand my point. As soon as Ishmal finished the kiln, he threw it on the road and began to wipe his hands, on which the fakir looked at him and then at the kiln.

I don't have tissue to clean my hands. Second, you can't eat bhatta with sophistication and the last thing I wanted to tell you first is that "According to my grandmother, there is no difference between me" so don't look at it that way.

Listen, before my bus arrives, I have something very important to talk to you about. Ashmil, who was sitting on the side of the road, turned towards the poor man.

If I lose my job, will you make me your business partner?

Please don't. I have a great talent for asking. You will be very profitable. As soon as he heard the words of Ashmil, the poor man was totally lost.

So then I understand "no" from your side. What is it now that the poor people also have a limit? Well, ask me one last thing Ashmal started to laugh suddenly with sadness, the poor man kept watching her expression. You are poor by profession. The shape is also not good at all with your excuse. But one thing is completely beyond my understanding that I wash my hands daily with beauty soap and also use a good brand of lotion. Still, my hands and feet are not as clean and lovely as yours, while you sit on the ground with your bare feet and write by hand all day.

As soon as Ishmil finished talking, the fakir got up with a jerk and disappeared from Ishmil's sight.

Hey, what happened to this poor man? I did appreciate it. And I thought that maybe he would be happy and give a beauty tip, but nowadays, where does anyone tell the secret of their beauty. Except for Cara's advertisement, Ashmil started waiting for the bus again, talking to herself.

Hey, this is Imran's car. Come on, Ishmal work is done, now take a lift from your head and go home, then this series will continue and finally marriage similarly your dream will also come true.

She was just standing talking to herself when the car passed near her and Ashmil was surprised because Miss Saima was sitting on the front seat with Imran.

Both of them were sitting in a slightly deserted part of the restaurant at that time. The soft music and falling evening created a strange atmosphere.

Imran was busy on his mobile while Saima was constantly staring at the table. Both of them were sitting very indifferent to each other as if they were strangers.

After a while, the waiter placed his order on the table, so Imran switched off his phone and kept it aside and looked at Saima, who was not here at least today.

Food has started Imran addressed Saima while clearing his throat. To which Saima just shook her head.

We ate very quietly, but it would be more accurate to say that I ate quietly, you just played with the spoon and plate.

See everything was fixed. Therefore, I don't think you should be so sad. Imran said while wiping his hands with a tissue

I have fulfilled my commitment. Although you know very well that I do not keep a girl as my PA for more than six months. My business is like that. I need new faces.

But because of this accident, I supported you. And this mistake has been rectified to a large extent. Imran was leaning on the chair in a completely relaxed manner while his every word was enough to pierce Saima's soul.

Mistake After a long time she could only say this.

yes error did i use the wrong word ? This time Imran asked while leaning towards Saima on the table

No sir you are not wrong. The mistake was made by me. I neither believe you nor get stuck in this problem. Saima's voice was getting weak.

Well, don't say that now. I saved you from being trapped and you had no other choice but to obey me.

And if it was a mistake, whoever it was, what will be the benefit of repeating the old thing now? Just a month later we will part ways and I don't think we will ever meet again. Imran's tone was devoid of any kind of emotion.

Yes Sir, Saima's head was constantly bowed, she did not make the mistake of looking at Imran even once.

Next month is your last with our organization. I will try my best to clear your dues as soon as possible so that you have financial ease. I can't do anything more for you and you won't even hope. At Imran's request, Saima again slightly nodded yes you are worried I know, but it has been a year since that incident and if people don't remember what happened yesterday, how will they remember what happened a year ago. On Imran's consolation, Saima looked at Imran with a sarcastic smile for the first time

Ignoring Saima, Imran looked at the watch on his wrist

Saying yes, Saima got up and started walking towards the parking lot while Imran was paying the bill.

Why are you standing here? This is the taxi stand. The car is parked there. Imran asked in surprise seeing Saima standing at the taxi stand

The head habit is very narrow. The sooner we get rid of them the better and now I should get used to local transport instead of Prado. At Saima's answer, Imran stopped her cap while shaking his head.

Sit down opened the door of the keep and asked Saima to sit down and started understanding the address himself

Sir, you are absolutely right, people forget very quickly. Seeing Imran going towards Prado, Saima thought in her heart.

to be continued.