The world is mad and the people around me are like empty
brains, she had a this kind of experience from her
environment. There was another problem with that boyish girl
she was the blind lover of the hope but was not ready to give
her secret to any stranger. I can not understand why she
believes in fate while she is good in making progress in a
given task she often used to say me hey ….!
Stranger hell is over ….ahhhh….. hell is over …. No more
innocent blood flows in my veins so will not be it never ever,
come and get some fun with me ….I believe ….. its over…

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said the Girl..
Even I didn’t understand the girl was pessimist in having
relationship with manful boys.
But what happened to her that sudden transformation of her
mind made the boyish girl very optimistic. While she nodded
her head, when all were not paying attention to her.
Its over, don’t you understand ….! said the Girl
Be rude to morality and come with your enthusiasm …
Her habit of believing in this phenomenon, that the life is a
dream.
I make by myself. Said the Girl.
Yes my life is…. Said the girl.One can be awaken and shaken from this dream. The fear of
unusual happenings surrounds her most of the time, that
husbands are like typical lords, and lords only destroy dreamy
lives….
I don’t want to be locked in the name of marriage….
But I will give, whole of my life to insane one…where I can
break with one bye…. Girl said,
She was brought up in a traditional frame of family where
girls were traded honorably, yes by the honorable means of
trade…..
Also they were killed in the name so called honor….
Yes honor of man…..was most of time attached to
woman…..said the Girl…
And she laughed after saying that….poor and poor we were
and we are….hopefully we would be…. The girl said
I could clearly watch happiness on this boyish face. The care
taker of the Bahawalpur museum told the true stories. But not
just the stories she also….showed me a short gun, a knife, and
the robe….More, the paintings of these four rebellion. Paintings of this
rebellion in this painting she was not less than a supernatural
creature her hands were busy in killing a man. She once had a
man to complete herself. But the man became other one’s
peace…. At that time, “spring”, she sensed this fact in him
though she was good in smelling this disloyal love.
After knowing about her life. And was once very beautiful in
giving her pleasure which often happened in after fighting her
hands and continued until the both had a peaceful end.
As the last morning started in their life she woke up and
glanced at her man ruthlessly…. But he was crying inside…
before her leaving her room she locked the door from outside
and set the room on fire… That was her revenge about which
she was worried that saying this “a man be a man and a man
not to be loved again but she did not paid single glance on
him, before, crying her husband she killed herself with a gun.
The painting of the creature made me stopped for a while
looked on her, then moved into another story.
She was fond of earlier eastern culture her style of locking
herself in silence made her to meet her tragic end.
This time painting told us, that a girl in black dress, hanged
her, by breaking her silence, to seek her lover’s will, after her
death…
She revolted against life, and its apparent charms but when he
looked on her life though this deed that made him regretful.
Then he decided once to take his, but soon he realized thatmiseries would never be ended after that real life starts then a
man becomes cageless and advocator of ideology.
The courage to spend his life without his beloved, life became
a matter fact for him and then he moved to continue
deliberately and stamina of living alone in the cage which was
once called a home. Was not less than a self adopted prison
which can make a man only hallow but nothing more than
this…
Now the time for next, a kind of strange nature of this artistic
work attracted me again and again…..
The creature of the canvas was horrible the care taker told me
she was once the beautiful creature… she narrated that all as
the eye witness does…
Once this rebellion was the mark of beauty to anyone the
known and unknown people. But the end turned into a
horrible evening when the rage turned the girl into a witch
(after telling this she stopped for a while) this made me to
think that she was afraid of revealing the secret.
Once more I want to hear the story of this….
I said to care taker….
Tell me why she is weeping but I can’t see her face…
Why she is naked but I can’t see her at all….
I didn’t understand why the care taker was scared of telling…
Unconsciously she stepped towards the last painting and she
had torn into pieces…At that moment unconsciously my hands grasped her hands
and tried to regain her happiness as she was happy when I
entered in the hall….care taker too was a mark of stillness and
profound with love and innocence…she was shivering as
someone senses a danger from very far …but my hands were
not with in hers ….but she wanted …. Yes I felt…but what
was that which didn’t come close to eachone of us.
Her eyes were speaking to me but lips were silent at all.
She stared in my eyes…
I left the care taker silently…
Next day by someone told me the care taker found dead in the
museum…
Then I found her body… she was still sleeping with perfect
sleep. I kissed her, and she left me alone.
My silences still talk to me about her last silence….


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