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Natasha after long wander through the flight reached a new land but she stood confused seeing the crowd It was exactly ten "o" but the sun dropped down to focus soothingly from the every corner , so she didn't feel hard to stand and go everywhere.


What the place exactly was , she didn't know . Reason of it was that the people whom she now came to conface , were unknown with consideration of her. But the under the roof of the airport , she felt satisfaction at seeing its excellent equipment with thousand lights which focused like a day. But it was too contradiction to her that passengers who were in attempt to catch their flight , showed their unwilling to help her.


She stood puzzle not knowing which way she had to go. Puzzled at this situation she, grown with the term of her absence from the mind , put her bag beside a man. She was stricken with surprise that the man simply put her bag on the ground under his leg in his craze of accusing to her. The eyes of the man were resembled with circle of fire in which the hatred of him toward her was kept in sincerely . On that land of the man she saw her humiliation instead of getting a wealthy welcome for her. A sadness of the day she learned from the behave of the man.

She walked down on the plain and clean floor of airport . She asked , an old aged woman passing gently her with questioning eye. Said she ," What the place is this."
The old woman due to her extreme shake of body stood in front of her eyes puzzle. She came near toward the woman with her gentle presence of smiling face, and asked again, " Tell please , what the place is this?"


The reply did not come from her. Again she stood giving stumbling gaze at her. Natasha didn't get any solace in her questioning mind. She looked at the woman passing her with her peculiar gaze at Natasha. Natasha came in that condition which she received previously. She came to a frustration and despair , so stood speechlessly.


She came in decision that she had to leave the port and walk on the road. She started to walk on a stony road carrying her despair of the morning . Her trolley bag loaded with white clothes and usable things, consciously was driven by the hands of her. Near a shop she slowed down her constant walk aimlessly and asked," Which way can I walk?"

The shopkeeper didn't show his intention to give any answer to her . After that she came feeling bother at herself thinking that a rubbish luck of her, for which none of passengers would show their unwilling to reply her. She was siting on the bench to get a fat ,positive reply. A man loved to sit beside her.

From him Natasha got a wealthy reply." The man of our country became unwilling to give your answer," said the man smilingly.
" Yes,"said Natasha ,showing her eager to listen him.
" Actually , the land of us came into target by terrorists, they blasted bombs with their tendency of creating cruel massacre on the land. Many had lost their lives, many had lost their property. Many lost dearest, nearest one. They, after that became lost heart. Always keep them in silence. Forget what the joy. Only know what sorrow and pain, so they are in no reply."