The Grey Stones
He slowly walked to the windowpane and knocked on a quite an old glass. He took his spectacles off and tried to gawk through the fainted glass. The grey clouds on the sky initiated him to open the window. The sudden wave of the cold breeze inserted inside his body and shook his soul. He turned back and looked at people sitting on the chairs staring at him with weird expressions on their face. “You are wondering that why I left playing tone without ending it?” said by Saddiq Abassi. Abassi is around sixty years old. He was born in London and has never gone back to the country from where his parents migrated to UK. The most interesting fact about him is that he has the highest collection of drawings and portraits depicting the life, emotions and passion of Pakistan the country of his origin though he has never been there. All those who had the opportunity to have a look at his creation found them the real images which they feel or experience in the country whereas all this illustration is the result of his mere imagination. Abassi had a son who was killed in a dark night just two months after the London blasts. The British Police was not able to find the reason for the murder neither were able to track the assassins, Abassi inside his heart knew the reason and that was his son was a muslim but he never expressed any such thing. Abassi teaches piano at Greyfield school of music.
(To be continued)
