
The driver was wearing a black shalwar kameez adorned with an almond colored shawl on his shoulders. He was driving in a very angry and anxious manner. There were deep trenches on one side of the road between the green mountains. Zaran Khan, however, was not as strong as him. The road was almost running up and down the mountain.
Zaran Khan furiously increased the speed of the car and turned his hand to his country thick plum dipper. Zaran Khan was trying hard to control his anger, but his anger was growing. He was parked at a huge mansion gate. Zaran Khan honked at the gate and the watchman opened it quickly.
- There was shock among the employees when the tires of the car approached the red and longest driveway of the mansion.
- Zaran Khan’s anger was well known to everyone.
When Zaran got out of the car, he grabbed his shawl angrily with both hands. Astonished, he hurried towards the mansion’s door. As soon as he entered, his footsteps led to the dying hall. Zaran picked up a glass of water from the dining hall and slammed it against the ground. The glass was shattered and scattered everywhere.