Holding the flute in his hand, wearing a red dhoti kurta, putting it on his feet, he was walking towards the shrine of nobleman with fast steps. Today was Thursday again. Two Thursdays had passed and today is the last Thursday. He had to tie a thread at the shrine. And it was too late. This was a young man. Mojo Chaudhry's youngest son was Ekm. It just seems to meet the deal of the soul has been done. He used to look at many beautiful faces with great attention that maybe his heart would fall on him but his heart was unlucky whether he was sitting here or not. When he was playing the flute, people used to say that scriptures of love descend from heaven on Mojo's son. But what is the use of these scriptures in which no one's name was mentioned. There was a heartbeat that would beat fast when passing by someone. There was a wait for someone in every turn of his flute and the wait was not coming to an end. He was tired. He was tired of asking for help ... but he had not been able to take any step on the land of his heart yet. His nappy friend ... Sherdil took him to the shrine of nobleman. He had asked me to ask for prayers. And today was the last day of prayers. He had been tying the thread on the wire of the shrine for three Thursdays. For whom it is made. May Allah introduce him to it. Today, while praying, two tears came out of him. How helpless he was ... Thousands of people around him. But there was no one among them who could see and say that now the whole life is to be his slave ... After praying, he put his hand over his face and started coming out of the shrine. He was near the door when two man entered the shrine. When Ekm's footsteps came to a halt, Ekm's heart suddenly touched his heartbeat. He felt a strange uneasiness. This was what happening to him. It was happening in my mind ... If he come some distance, he will be able to move forward. He was sitting on the edge of a field of green wheat. His heart was beating so fast that it seemed as if it would come out of his chest. He took the flute in his hand. He picked it up, pressed it to his lips and teased a Tan ... now his eyes were closed ... his voice could be heard far away from her in pin drop silence ... as the Tan was raised. As he was leaving, he was calming down ... his heartbeat was getting moderate ... but he could clearly feel that he had left some of his own in the shrine premises.

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On the other hand, inside the shrine, someone was rolling his hands saying Ameen to his wide-eyed eyes when his nephew said uncle ... who is playing this flute? He just jumped ... his only nephew who was deprived of innate speaking power. He spoke today. Of course, God would accept through His righteous servants. Everyone used to say Zawi with love. He was dumb since childhood and today he had spoken ... His uncle said that Malik Ijaz liked it so much. He kissed Zawi's forehead ..... his eyes were full of happiness ..... looking at his facial expressions Zawian felt something had happened but what ..... he thought for a while He remembered that some words were uttered from his mouth ... so did he speak ... as soon as it was revealed to him he hugged Malik Ijaz. Both of them were crying with emotion. The sound of the flute had stopped. Zavian felt as if life had stopped. When he came out of the shrine, he was glazing his eyes in the dark to see if he could see the man who were playing the flute,but there was no one in the distance. His horse hurriedly passed away by the Ekm.

Today, years later, while playing the flute, Ekm felt so calm that he had slept there. He woke up by the horse footsteps and went back to home by his flute. When the doorbell rang, the sister-in-law opened the door and she screamed on him ... where were you ...? Is it time to come home ...? God bless Uncle Mojo, his pampering and love has spoiled you a lot. You don't even have any work. Just wandering around the whole day. Ekm said sister-in-law I am hungry all day. Just give me some food ... The sister-in-law blowed, "I don't have enough free time to cook food for the wanderers. Eat where you spend your day. I would rather bring a cook(wife), but who will give such a wanderer his own daughter ?... what a blind mind you are. Let your brother come back today I'll . After hearing the daily curses ,Ekm realized that he would have to go to bed hungry even today. He quietly went to his room. The sister-in-law was still muttering ... Ekm's eye was opened by the sudden knock of the door at night. When the door was opened, there was an angry brother. You insulted your sister-in-law again today. I will not tolerate this in any case. I do not have the affection of my father. You keep wandering all day long. You do not know the work. Do you play the flute and earn money? ... I think you have to restrain yourself now. We are going to your sister-in-law's house in the morning to ask for her younger sister's relationship for you. I was well-known that who will grant their daughter to you ... but only your sister-in-law took pity on you

,you have to be thankful to her. Ekm said to his sister-in-law at once ... keep your sister with you. I don't want to marry her ... Ekm never spoke in front of his brother, but it was a matter of his whole life. As it was to come out of his mouth, his brother took off his shoe and started raining it on his head. Ekm was trying to save himself with his hands but with this blow he received on his hands, causing him double pain ... the pain of one blow and the pain of turning blood white ... His brother beat him and said, "No, don't get married, but get out of this house. I can't stand you here anymore." Ekm cried and said, "Brother, if it is morning, I will leave here ..." His sister-in-law who was standing at the door said, "Why in the morning you go out now?" When snake took its head up its bite snake should be crushed otherwise it doesn't abstain of biting. His brother said, "Yes, she is right. Get out now ..." Ekm picked up the flute with his bloody hands ... looked at the picture of his father crying and came out of there.