Train to Pakistan
Hukum Chand, the magistrate of Monjo Majra, stepped out of his car, took a shower, changed clothes, and lay down on a soft mattress. He closed his eyes, covered them with his hands, and tried to rest his mind after a long tiring day. He could not sleep, his mind didn't rest, not for even a moment. He got up and poured himself a big shot of Whiskey. It didn't help either. As he closed his eyes, the horrifying sights of the day keep coming back. He pressed his fingers into his eyes to stop them but the images became redder, darker, and more horrifying.