The bodies of three brothers lay in the hot courtyard of the burnt house for two days.
Pujari Dhanu Kaka was in the temple.
Vibhuti Saha is still unable to find the reason why she did not cry even after seeing the five bodies.
Late at night, Hamid's father took some others with him and dug a big hole and buried the four dead bodies.
On the other side, another small hole was occupied by a small PC.
All five of them did not deserve to be called non-Muslims.
And due to Pakistan being in the possession of Muslims, the cremation fire did not come despite being Hindus.
How unfortunate people are deprived of even the last right of their life, only idealists can say better.
Vibhuti ran away again, unable to bear the loud cries and screams of her mother and aunts.
Where the crematorium used to be, there is a Hafiziya madrasa.
Young children come here to learn the Quran.
Day and night they recite verses or suras of the Qur'an in a loud voice in unison.
On the other hand, somewhere in the invisible heaven, artisan angels spend their time making caps of light for their parents.
And behind the divine words of the Qur'an
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