(The story of two friends, memories of Dr. Ehsan Kazmi and Dr. Anwar Sajjad)
“Air Snake! Cut potatoes, onions become frozen.”
“Ano, Dai Shake, otherwise it will turn black.”
“Dude! This ginger isn’t cut, fingers are cut with a knife”
“Just leave it, say, how much pepper salt”
“It seems like the lesson taught by Ami G is forgotten.”
Cooking test and two newborn boys!
“We have learned a little from home from what we will do in Honduras. Ami has repeatedly repented of garlic, shallots, tomatoes, salt pepper, and syrup twice so we try to poison”
Their eyes glow with the light of memories. It was laughter and he had reached the cooking test with Miao in his childhood.
Boy Scout campsite is a school, Central Model School, Lahore Lower Mall.
“Then, the onion burned and the black color was black. I was very worried about how to make the inspection team. Iowa said, don’t worry, Sai! We will say we have black pepper, so this year’s color is like this”
Sai and Anu, bound in friendship in 1944, when the two began their cultural journey from Central Model School.
“We gathered at school until 1949 and our other friends included Leik Ahmed (a famous company), Muhammad Zubair (Dr. Zubair Cardiologist), Sohail Hashmi (Shoaib Hashmi’s oldest brother), Liaqat Gul (father of Salma Agha) and Sufi Nisar (Sufi Tabassa Son) included “
They have treasures of memories and ask for hearts, then night on the same occasion!
“Ano calls us all friends at home. We get to the door to the right door and then walk to the limestone market. Mint is very beautiful and blue is often used. There may be blue tiles. We met Ano’s father who was sitting at home sitting at home sick. “
There is a rain of memories in the heart. There are strong winds behind the past.
“The math test is near. Our preparations must be pulled out. We are all very excited. Make a line. I stand in the middle of the second row and I keep the mole. He is busy somewhere and when he comes, there is no way to contact me so he had to stand in the last row. After the photo, we were both rude so we did not stand together. It was not unusual to draw in that era. “
“We graduated from school, new goals awaited us, but we both had the pain combined. And it was the dream of our father, who used to look for our mausoleum. They both wanted to see serving sad people, and our hearts both said something another. “
They said they were lost somewhere
“After several years when he was at King Edward Medical College and I became a Veterinarian. He saw the slogan after seeing me, and YD DD (Doctor Dinger)! Your victory has won. Now I don’t know whether my father will win or not.
His smile is a smile. They reach the same time.
“He started writing again. We both met at the Holy House. Waiting for the husband and Nasser Kazmi to meet the requirements. He took me aside and showed me his writing, the title is Chujah!
I read that ‘I wrote a letter,’ Kaj is special ‘
(What you wrote, nothing special)
He said, ‘You didn’t write it’ (you can’t even write it)
“In the following years, I saw that he had received his victory and his thoughts. Before, he would take care of patients with drugs and then he would go to shine his soul. He is a famous actor and writer now, but he is an apple me, my friend Anu!
Both of us have suffered a lot of life. He doesn’t have time and I walk around. But our phone will always be in touch.
“One day the phone appeared” Come to my house, with great kids. And then we went to Gulberg, the original host of his house and his invitation was Zeb.
The artistic house of a beautiful house!
Zeb has made his own food. We speak well. That is very happy “.
The flow of life is very sharp and we are happy with it. I am Lahore Post today. Every time there was a meeting, he would say, “Come on, the lime market with me; now I see a beggar patient.” I just said, why do you plan to kill them, heart stunned by your drama and character. What’s wrong with non-romantic diseases such as coughing and coughing? And he laughs!
We steal a few moments in life. Dr. Ehsan Ehsan and Dr. Anwar Sajjad, Boy Middle Scout Model Ano and Saini bin.
Step by step, Zina-Zina-Zina, life continues to move forward.
His vacation hurts!
It was felt that another address left the tree of life. Now the branches must be tanded. Autumn in the air. Knock it me listen.
All the moments that have passed have fallen on the eyelids and my dream is night.
Look at the order of Iranian poet Ahmed Raza Ahmadi. Nazmi Maine has translated. The end of the trip is a trip and we have long described the quality of shaving one by one.
My eyes have strange eyes
That you show me blue
Our eyes are in the morning
Is a slogan
How can these eyes turn on?
Whatever will be
What should we do
Age in the end
We remain on the bridge
See the last end of the road
Come on, don’t come
What should we do
Age in the end