How are you all friends I hope you are all well and busy at work First of all, I will start my diary with the name of Allah
The house was in an excellent location and was an example of high architecture, but I felt strangely stuffy during those five days and the light was very dim. Stained curtains, atmosphere somewhat strange and mysterious silence. Only the sound of a cat crying, sometimes soft, sometimes purring, sometimes innocent. But surprisingly, I had not seen that cat till today. I think the cat is out of the room but never entered the room. I was so disgusted by her ominous voice that even if she was seen, I would have thrown my two and a half kilo shoe on her head without shelter. But well, everyone was thinking that Mrs. Hamdani came into the room and addressed me while indicating to me to sit, "Yes, to Mian Azan, how are you all?" If our grandchildren have any complaint, say it without fear. We are not used to giving exemptions in the matter of studies.