Sometimes I used to wonder how lucky Zubair was, he was always a step ahead of the rest of us in our crew.

He was the first to erect a house and also the first to get married, albeit his wife passed away a year ago after a brief illness.

Soon he would be leaving for hajj, making him the first to do so among us. How lucky was he? He was probably the chosen one.

"Cheers to Zubair" Said Hafiz as he lifted the glass of beverage in his hand.

"Cheers!" We all did the same.

"You guys are funny fa" He giggled at us.

"Funny? We are happy...