After placing the glass of water at the side table, Uncle Shams leaves the room. Humayun, holding Uncle Niaz's hand in one of his hands and brushing Uncle's hairs with the fingers of his other hands, says politely,
"Get well soon, Uncle! You have to see the rest of my happiness soon!"
"You seem to be happy nowadays!"
He replies in a very slow and weak voice.
"Yes, I am! Do you know what? The hospital where you were admitted is founded by …"
He tells him happily.
"Sara?!"
Uncle goes with his sentence, suddenly.
"Yes! How did you know?"
He asks.
"How happy is it for you? To see your friend living a prosperous life! Whom you helped yourself once!"
Uncle Niaz adds further.
"But how did you know that Uncle?"
He asks, amazed.
"I am not your father, Humi but I spent more time with you than him. I understood your bond with her and saw the affection in your eyes but I don't know what misunderstanding led you to go far away from one another and create distances."
He explains.
He lowers his head.
"If luck has let you meet once again,go and fix it!"
Uncle Niaz instructs and Humayun looks staggered at him.