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Quarrel In My Street
It is quite natural for the people who live side by side to
quarrel, just as it is good for them to live in peace and harmony. But good
neighbors resort more to peace and friendship than to quarrels and fights.
Yesterday, a serious quarrel took place in the streets in which I
live. A small boy was playing with a ball. He would throw it and run after it,
in order to catch it. Sometimes, he would strike it against the ground and
stand there admiring it as it bounced high above his head. A dog belonging to
our next-door neighbors was also running about in the street. Seeing the boy
running after the ball, the dog, too, decided to join in the chase. But no
sooner did the dog approach, the boy than he began to cry out of fear. His
mother came out of the house and finding that the dog had frightened her son.
Began to curse all the stray dogs and their careless masters.
This was not a direct attack but the lady to whom the dog belonged
made no mistake as to whom it was really meant for. She began to curse all
those parents who could not prevent their children from Straying into the
streets and public thorough-faces. Finding herself outwitted at the art of
indirect attach the first woman resorted to open hostility and shouted at and
cursed the other with all the fluency of abuse that she commanded. I wonder if
any historian. Past or present. Could faithfully describe the various attacks
and counter-attacks that took place.
When the ladies, if so we call them had shouted themselves hoarse,
the husband of the first called her back, and, at the same time, said something
indecent and impolite about other. This was too much for the husband of the
other to let go unchallenged. He dashed out of the house cursing the other for his
meanness in joining in a quarrel between their wives, and threatened to hit
him. Little daunted by this threat, the other brought out his shotgun. Saying.
I will shoot down your dog and then you for causing all this trouble. If you
shoot down my dog. I will shoot down your son, said the other while running
back for his own gun.
Knowing their husband's tempers well, the two ladies decided to
cease-fire at once. And each began to push back her husband, trying to snatch
back the gun from his hands and imploring him not to use force. One did not
relish the idea of her son being shot dead. While the other could not afford to
see her husband hanged or imprisoned for murder.
The quarrel ended with the parties having returned indoors.
Write By Hasnain Muneer
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