I was a small boy of ten when my father once took me along with him for excursion to a big canal. It was a company of elders and other members of the party had also brought one or two of their children with them. We reached there early in the morning. Two members of the party started preparing food with the help of a cook and a servant. The breakfast, when prepared, was enjoyed by all.
They had taken a casette player and choicest cassettes with them for entertainment. Other members of the party started playing various games. Some of them sat round the carom, other opened their chess-board and still others formed groups to play cards.
After sometimes some of the members who were swimmers went to the canal to have a bath. Some children also followed them. When they reached the bank of the canal the elders advised the young boys not to enter into the water but some boys insisted and told them that they knew well to swim. However, the elders advised them to remain near the bank and not try to enter into the water.
After about an hour or so, all sat on the carpets to have their meal. A member of the party called his son Ashraf aged ten or eleven. The father got no reply. He thought Ashraf might be playing somewhere with his fellow childrens but all had come by this time and were sitting by the side of their fathers and enjoying lunch. The father went hither and thither and searched all around but the boy was nowhere to be found. He shouted and shouted his name again and again, but to no effect. It disturbed all and mamy other persons also left their food and helped their companion in his search for the son.
Groups of people went to different directions and all came without any clue. After this fruitless search, all expressed their fear and they came to the conclusion that the boy might have been drowned. A thorough search was, therefore, begun in the canal by a party of the swimmers. They went a long way together hand in hand. After about half an hour's search, they succeeded in finding out the dead body of the boy.
The father began to weep bitterly over the corpse of his son. Many other too, joined him in weeping over the lot of the boy it was all useless. The loss was irreparable. The father had to bow down his head before the will of God.
They had taken a casette player and choicest cassettes with them for entertainment. Other members of the party started playing various games. Some of them sat round the carom, other opened their chess-board and still others formed groups to play cards.
After sometimes some of the members who were swimmers went to the canal to have a bath. Some children also followed them. When they reached the bank of the canal the elders advised the young boys not to enter into the water but some boys insisted and told them that they knew well to swim. However, the elders advised them to remain near the bank and not try to enter into the water.
After about an hour or so, all sat on the carpets to have their meal. A member of the party called his son Ashraf aged ten or eleven. The father got no reply. He thought Ashraf might be playing somewhere with his fellow childrens but all had come by this time and were sitting by the side of their fathers and enjoying lunch. The father went hither and thither and searched all around but the boy was nowhere to be found. He shouted and shouted his name again and again, but to no effect. It disturbed all and mamy other persons also left their food and helped their companion in his search for the son.
Groups of people went to different directions and all came without any clue. After this fruitless search, all expressed their fear and they came to the conclusion that the boy might have been drowned. A thorough search was, therefore, begun in the canal by a party of the swimmers. They went a long way together hand in hand. After about half an hour's search, they succeeded in finding out the dead body of the boy.
The father began to weep bitterly over the corpse of his son. Many other too, joined him in weeping over the lot of the boy it was all useless. The loss was irreparable. The father had to bow down his head before the will of God.
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