"Life is the price we pay for running away from death "
































































"All arrested suspects given clean chit. Blast investigation remains unsolved. Police commissioner says they are pursuing fresh leads"
Ahmed Reshi walked out, stopped on the verandah and glanced over the dusty deserted street in front of the police station. Ahmed's mind was still blanked out; yet unconsciously he stroked his beard - the one thing he had been doing all that month. The words of the prison warden echoed in his ears. "No it was not your name Ahmed beta. It was the beard that they pounced on. You had a beard and you were running - That was it!
Context: A man and woman cross each others' path
"He is your father, Gondu. How can you even think of such a thing, son?" complained Gondu's maternal uncle, "Do you even realize what you are saying? Throw your father out of the house? What the hell! He is the one who nurtured you as a child, and now that you have grown up, you want to throw the old man out?"