With the
onset of winter, I had stopped visiting the Ayub park for my evening jogs. I
started using the footpaths in Gulraiz and Bahria town for early morning walks.
There has been a slight break in foggy days and I decided to visit the Ayub
park. The otherwise lush green large lawns in the park were brown. There are
not much trees in the park because of Rawalpindi’s soil and climate. And autumn
was on its peak on remaining trees. I was walking on the curb to enjoy the
crushing sound of dry leaves beneath my feet. My poet friend, who was
accompanying me on the walk, was in another frame of mind as usual. With a
serious look on his face, he asked me how I feel while crushing the poor leaves
which have fallen victim to cruel nature. “I am walking in the factory which
makes Lays potato chips French cheese flavor walay.” The very serious look on
the face of my friend turned into WTF look.
I was
surprised to see the bulky lady in red dress doing her walks with the same zeal
as she used to do when I first saw her exactly one year ago. I don’t know how
she feels about her weight shedding achievement, but she definitely looked
shrunken.
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