* The HOLY BOOK will be my decision *

* The HOLY BOOK will be my decision *

 * Episode 1 *

 * On the pedestrians of the village, the children are running away from each other and chasing the sound of the drum. Today, Parveen and Iqbal are married, both of them have no special distance.  Because of the uncle's uncle, the relationship was settled on the day of Parveen's birth. Both families were on the same side. Barat Pino's house had come to the open courtyard between the green fields and the side of the courtyard.  A large berry tree that looks so close to the kayaker tree.  In the courtyard of the courtyard, the mourning drum is beating, and the groom's sisters and relatives are sharing their happiness with singing and singing.  And the old ladies are also singing along to the bedrooms around them. There is joy everywhere in this mud-built house of two rooms. The bridesmaids are preparing her and as well fun, Pino( name) strikes his mouth in shame. Sixteen-year-old Pino came in the form of a ridge.  Big and wide eyes with wide eyelids, beautiful eyes on the seventh nose, and delicate lips.  The first time the lip was sticking out. And the red lipstick and the mascara of the eyes and the clear, clean face of the face on which the light cream was applied.  Swinging on the forehead but it seemed as if the first prize in the fairytale contest had been seated. If Galib( POET) saw this beauty prevailing, he would surely write a POEM on her.

 * Perhaps the groom has arrived. His friend said in his ear and then suddenly there were voices of the girls at the door of the room who were demanding money from the groom in the maharadi (door opening ceremony).  The matter was settled. The prince was sitting on a bed covered with hand-made ticker filthy (Sindhi bedsheet), with four pieces of paint and artwork that his mother had made with his own hands.  Iqbal, who was wearing a necklace full of notes, sat on the bed, embarrassed. Older women around him started singing prayers for him in their particular Seraiki language.  Plow and everyone wished their prayers with good wishes, prayers, and after various rituals, it was time to leave.  The father hugged the brothers with their hands on their heads and cried when they met their mothers and sisters, but one day everyone has to repair the house and this is the law of the society. *

 * Iqbal was very happy that today Pino came out of his dreams and in fact sat in front of him was his childhood manga.  From childhood, she would be ashamed to see him.  According to this village and family tradition, it was considered shameful to talk to the fiancee, so the words were never spoken between them.  Although Iqbal's curious eyes were always on the quest for Pino's and nights were spent in his dreams, and now, in fact, the princess of his dreams was veiled.  Allah Sai Wah( OHH MY GOD BEAUTIFUL… *
 *(to be continued)*