The Rooster
Amongst the few modest houses that lay on the either side of the Kutcha road of the village of dense apple orchards one concrete three storey house stood out. Enclosed within a thick mud wall, in its backyard was a well maintained kitchen garden with collard greens, beans and chilies thriving in it. In front of the house was a narrow concrete path leading from porch to the main gate. A fat hen with her little ones trying hard to keep up with it was running around the courtyard. On the porch sat Dilshada having Nun Chai alone. It has been more than three months since she received the news of Sana clearing the Entrance Test for medical college. She was very happy and proud of her niece and more proud of her brother Bashir who had brought up such dedicated and hardworking kids. Only a year before she had been to her brother`s house to congratulate Danish, his nephew, for making it to the national level Engineering college, albeit in a second attempt and had taken the onl
