The Quest OF DESEO

lives away in pathetic poverty. Their faces are sad and their stomachs are empty. Many of them

re to listen to their endless sorrows. They are vulnerable, to

, and listen to the upset tunes of their hearts. I have lived amon

h is why I no longer despise their whole race but a

lently terrifying incidents. The state is responsible for their orphan status but they do not care. T

ld he? He might be sleeping away in the warmth of his luxurious chamber. His food shall

ad and hang it in the

residents. It is about all other alike lanes where these poor creatures c

deserve to rule. My heart is crying. It is filled with venom a

t night and only Zarra

. Her twinkling eyes are fill

ke anything. Planning things on paper is one thing, bringing them to action and implementation is another. A single wrong mo

was holding as I stand at the stall's entrance.

a Kulhaad (ceramic cup) and offers it. Hope twinkles in his eyes. He is desperate to get more news on the subject

hard. All you have to do is put a shimmering coin of ten rupees in Zarrar's rugged palms, order a chai

of the s

I did not have to make the effort to pull the expression. It comes natur

me-both in the sense of maturity and courage. His long beard is turning gray and his scalp is blading ever so slowly. H

ires. But save a little. Savings are harsh times, best friend. So, what would you like to have today? Today, I made this special ginger basil tea. It is invigorating. Only for fifteen rupees a cup. Gohar made the cookies

business. His mood reflects it all. It is not good for me. I wanted him to be upset and grief-ridden so he co

and I speak together, occup

es, hands us the tea and cookies. He smiles, bows at us

is indeed invigorating, as Zarrar had claimed,

dly. I try to put my best grief-stricken face-moisture in the ey

ild? What happened? Did that

re attacked her last night. We need money.' I speak in a small voice, shifting my gaze t

His brows knitted together in concern and the joy had v

an l

old us about her customers. They leave tips in thousands. We can earn it through the night. How else can we afford t

ano crumpled on his knees to soothe her. He cooed wishes and positivity