Who is to blame? - Qasoor Waar Kon

Qasoor Waar Kon - English Story by Farid Ullah

Who is to blame? - قصور وار کون؟

 As Thane's staff moved towards the outer door, Ahmed hurried towards the storeroom. He took out a loose piece of stinking clay from his pocket and placed it on the keyhole of the storeroom door, pressed it with his palm, then lifted it up. When he saw it, the image of a keyhole appeared on the clay. Ahmed Ali carefully put the loose piece of clay back in his pocket and moved towards the outer door.

Ahmed Ali had been working in the police for twenty years. He was worried about marriage. Ahmad Ali's duty was inside the police station from morning to evening.

Thus, there was no possibility of higher earnings. In the era of inflation, his salary would be exhausted before the end of the month and then the cycle of borrowing would go on.

The talk of the elder daughter was going on somewhere. The girls were given a long list of dowry. There were layers of bread lying here, how could the wishes of the boys be fulfilled. The young son was expected to be the support of his father, but he was wandering around in search of a job. He would stay away from home all day, come late at night, eat two meals and go to sleep, then leave home in the morning.

Where does one get a job without bribery and recommendation and where can I get these two things from?

This morning, the police station staff raided a drug base. A huge amount of drugs was seized from there. When the stolen property was being kept in the warehouse, Ahmed Ali thought, this is property worth millions, if I can get one bag of Yadav. If I disappear, what will anyone know?

I will sell them to a drug dealer. I will get enough money to solve my son's job problem.

Burdened with financial burdens, Ahmed Ali forgot that his duty was to stop this practice of sin, and to be a part of the spread of this evil practice was an insult to his uniform. He consoled his conscience by saying, I will only do this once.

Now the problem was the key to the store.

The key used to stay with the Havaldar. Ahmad Ali thought I should make a replacement key. So today at two o'clock he bought clay for the children to play with. He kneaded the clay and made it into a ball. The mold of the key space in the lock was taken down on the clay.

Ahmed Ali went straight to the key maker after the holiday and got him to make a key.

He put the key in his pocket and walked towards his house. When he entered his street, he saw two shadows standing in the dark street. As soon as he saw it, one shadow ran away and disappeared on the other side of the street. His eyes fell on another shadow. It was his son Faisal.

Faisal! "What are you doing here?" he asked his son.

Instead of answering, the son wanted to hide something behind him.

Ahmad Ali saw it and said: "What are you hiding?"

Then he went ahead and snatched the thing in his son's hand. His son quickly entered the house. Ahmed Ali looked at the thing in the light of the mobile phone, then he shook his hand as if his hands You have been stung by a scorpion.

"Drunk" came out of his mouth.

So Faisal started taking drugs, so he was getting less and less forceful day by day and shying away from facing her.

He thought, for the happiness of my children, the poison that I had poured into the veins of the nation's children, it is the punishment of this sick thought that today the poison of addiction is running in the blood of my own son.

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Suddenly, the darkness before his eyes disappeared.

He took out the duplicate key from his pocket and threw it into the open hole and entered his house with determination holding the hand of his trembling son said in a loud voice: "Son! I followed the wrong path and forgot that children need a better education than wealth. I promise that my son! I will bring you back to life and I will wage jihad against the anti-humanity people who spread poison among the children of the nation and you will be my arms in this work. Tell me, will you support me?"

Faisal looked at his father with a smile and hugged his father while saying yes.

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