Jurm-e-Ulfat A Short Story by Naseem Qureshi. It was evening time and Perveen started waiting for Pervaiz even at four o clock. She was a new bride, not only Pervaiz’s wife but his whole world, his beloved and his heaven. With all these things, a wife should really wait for him. She was sitting quite reservedly among the girls of her own age, wearing a pink dress in her in-laws. Pink color was suiting her much on her brown color. All the girls were busy talking about the things before and after marriage but Perveen was waiting to listen the sound of footsteps of Pervaiz on the door. She was all ears to the door.
