"You've got to be kidding me," I said for the third time during the game as Dawood chacha struck another dark piece into the post, much to the delight of Khan, Amira and the others who were seated around the board in a frenzy circle.
Ali, who was my partner, seemed to be faring well on this board game, almost as skilled and experienced as his godfather, still not good enough for us to win the game. Amira also had a good hand, although her skills were a bit rusty, but still much better than mine.