One moonlit night, Bushra and I are walking side by side on Paris Road. Bushra was singing one song after another and I was listening very attentively. Bushra's singing voice is as charming as ever. I believe anyone who hears her voice will fall in love with her. Suddenly Bushra stopped singing and said, "I have sung many songs, now you should sing me a poem." I said, “No, not today or the next day”. Then Bushra said in a bitter voice, "Please tell me today, please don't tell me". When Bushra says "Please don't say" in a bitter voice, I can't say no to Bushra. Because, Bushra is very cute then, it seems that Bushra is the most beautiful girl in the world. Then I said some lines from Ahmad Sofa sir's book,
“Bushra, you are half joy and half pain to me
Half suffering, half happiness
Half woman, half god.
What do I do with you?
The deep gaze of your long black eyes makes me yearn.”
Then we sat in the square and played tea. Bushra looked strangely beautiful as she swallowed repeatedly while having tea. I was looking at him in awe.
When Bushra was leaving in the rickshaw, looking at me, waving goodbye with a smile, I was saying like Moti Mia in the drama 'Aaj Robiber', "Bushra you look very beautiful in blue saree, I love you so much". Then Bushra turned red with shame and looked away.