“I cannot believe you did it! I have never seen a woman so outrageous. You must be thankful of Iblis. If he hadn’t be so considerate about foreign guests, you would have been penalized and sent to rigorous imprisonment for minimum term of six months. The officer really looked f****d up. What did you tell him?” The sheikh exclaimed as soon as the Rolls Royce rolled over and join the thick Saturday traffic of Sahababad.
I, engrossed in a very own world, didn’t bother replying. On anything, I invested the invaluable time in scrutinizing his body language instead. The man was decently built. He wasn’t muscular, but he wasn’t lean either. Instead, he was somewhere in-between. However, his hands were rough, narrating some dark tales.
‘How many lives been taken by those hands, Suri?’ I m
