Ghulam Nabi Khayal It is about fifteen years ago that I was in Pakistan to meet some relatives over there. In Lahore, I soon developed a close contact with Shoaib-Ibn-Aziz, an affectionate and lovable person. He was also a nice Urdu poet, holding the charge of Director of Information Department of the Punjab government. I used to spend most of my time with Shoaib exchanging pleasantries and talking freely about literature and politics. One fine morning I received a phone call in my hotel room from Shoiab asking me to…
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