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11294_7_24_2015_1.gifDear all,
Here we are with the much-awaited results of the Story Writing Competition! Finally! We apologize for the long wait, but the judges we had originally sent the stories to cry off, as they were too busy to go through the stories. The new judges, all from The News family, responded to our request for speedy results and their verdict is out! We will introduce you to our judges in the next issue. You may even be familiar with all of them! ....

By Kashmala Adil Qazi

She ran as fast as she could despite her high heels! Holding her gown up with one hand, she zigzagged through narrow alleys to shake off her pursuers. She entered the alley on her right and hid behind a large trash can. Panting and gasping, she took off her heels, stuffed them into her small purse and took stock of her surroundings.

Hillary was in an alley between two large malls. She wrinkled her nose at the smell of refuse, and made a face. She took a deep breath, got up and ran a hand through her mass of golden locks. ....

By Sameen Amer
11296_7_24_2015_1.gifComing Soon
Out this week:

* Albums
. Male by Natalie Imbruglia: Fifth album by the Australian singer, her first new release since 2009’s Come to Life; comprises covers of tracks by male-led acts, such as Damien Rice’s ‘Cannonball’, The Cure’s ‘Friday I’m in Love’, and Cat Stevens’ ‘The Wind’. ....

A terrible tragedy
By Hisham Sajid
11297_7_24_2015_1.gifOn an unusually murky Sunday morning in Lahore, Zahir sat on a rusty bust metallic chair in a secluded corner of a local dhaba. He was sipping his doodh patti, listening to Iqbal Bano’s, timeless Dasht-e-Tanhai in this mediocre roadside establishment. A dense fog was emerging, steadily masking the landscape of the metropolis. Inch by inch the fog drew nearer. The cold wind blew hard, forcing Zahir’s eyes shut.

His eyes open. A football is lodged in the net of the goal, Zahir’s peers rush to the goal to retrieve it. ....

They make fun of my accent

Dear Guru,
I am a 16-year-old boy, doing O Levels from a prestigious institution. I am a son of a big landlord, and we are from Sukkur. We recently shifted to Karachi as my father wanted me to study in an elite school where I could learn etiquettes and could easily move in a high society. Guru, I was very comfortable in my old school. Everyone knew me and everyone gave me respect, but in my new school, I am facing a lot of problems. ....

BRONZE A tale of a wager
By Syed Baqir Husain
11299_7_24_2015_1.gifI was walking on a dark, dreary, long and empty road where no existence of a mortal could be found, except for the trees which stood along the pavements of the road. It was after midnight on 13th December, 1989. I was walking fast to reach my friend’s house near Shelton Market. The reason for visiting my friend so late was the illness of his beloved wife. As a doctor, I accepted his plea to see his wife who had been suffering from tuberculosis for the past six months.

They got married a year ago. At the time of his marriage, he was poor but soon afterwards, his fate sparkled as his wife won a lottery ticket. ....

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