THE DINNER

'Be on the best of your behavior,' His words, full of warning, cursorily whispered in her ears as they headed towards the dining room, Sheharzaad could already hear voices. Of people conversating. People who seemed more like a family. She was following him when he suddenly stopped at the doorstep of the dining room. Eavesdropping. She too could hear the conversation going on in the room. "Geez I want to inform you all a thing," Sheharzaad recognized it immediately. It was Haseeb. She had met him in the office. "What is it?" The voice was again recognized by her and it was his sister Dua. They both stood at the door hearing to the talk. Sheharzaad remembered them both from the day they came to the office. "Want something in return," Haseeb demanded. "Yeah....I have ten rupees you can take them. Now spill the beans, Haseeb," Dua retorted. "Gosh.... you must have said this directly to me that you wanted some money Dua," Haseeb retorted back and for a moment Sheharzaad laughed a little. He