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The "Imran Series" by Ibn-e-Safi is a renowned collection of Urdu spy novels, centered around the character Ali Imran, a secret agent working for the secret service of an unnamed country. The series, started in the early 1950s, blends elements of mystery, adventure, and humor, creating a unique and captivating narrative style.

Ali Imran, the protagonist, is portrayed as a deceptively goofy and frivolous character, often underestimated by his adversaries due to his seemingly inept behavior. However, beneath this facade lies a brilliant and cunning mind, making him an exceptional detective and spy. Imran operates under various aliases and employs an eclectic team of assistants to tackle criminal masterminds, thwart espionage plots, and unravel complex mysteries.

The series features a rich array of recurring characters, including Imran's loyal sidekicks like Joseph Mugonda, a strongman with a gentle heart, and the beautiful yet deadly Julia. Each novel introduces readers to new villains and intricate plots, keeping the stories fresh and engaging. The blend of action, intrigue, and humor, along with Safi's vivid and witty writing, has earned the "Imran Series" a cherished place in South Asian literature, continuing to captivate readers across generations.

Disclaimer: I'm not the writer of this series. The original writer was actually "Asrar Ahmed" and he wrote this beautiful series of novels by the alias of "Ibn-e-Safi" (1928-1980). The original series was in Urdu language. I'm a big fan of "Ibn-e-Safi" and "Imran Series". I wanted to bring this series to global readers, so I am translating it into English and putting it on this large platform.

Imran Series by Ibn_e_Safi

He came closer and said, "The train arrives at eleven o'clock. Where are those two donkeys? You guys go to the station—I won't be able to make it!"

"Aren't they going back?" Sophia asked, looking at Imran.

"No," the Colonel replied. "Hurry up, it's already half-past nine!"

Sophia stood staring at Imran for a few moments, then went inside.

"Are you expecting guests?" Imran asked the Colonel.

"Yes, they're my friends," the Colonel said. "Colonel Dixon!... He's an Englishman, Miss Dixon his daughter, and Mr. Bartosh..."

"Bartosh!" Imran exclaimed. "Is he from Czechoslovakia?"

"Names like that are only found there."

"Bartosh is Dixon's friend. I've never seen him before; he's also a painter."

"Are they staying for a few days?"

"Yes, they might spend the summer here!"

"Are you going to mention the Lee Yuka affair to them?"

"Absolutely not!" the Colonel said. "But why did that come to your mind?"

"Just a thought... but I'm considering something important."

"They have used nearly all tactics on you so far but have failed to obtain the documents. Without the documents, they can't kill you, because they might fall into someone else's hands afterward. Now I'm wondering... can you bear the death of your daughter or nephews?"

"What are you saying!" the Colonel shuddered.

"I'm speaking the truth!" Imran nodded. "Suppose they capture Sophia!... Then demand the documents from you... what would you do in that case?"

"My God!" The Colonel closed his eyes and leaned against a pillar.

Imran stood silently. The Colonel opened his eyes and spoke in a lifeless voice.

"You're right! What should I do? I never thought about this before."

"Don't send Sophia to the station."

"Now I can't send Anwar and Arif either."

"Alright!... Why don't you go yourself?"

"I can't leave them alone either."

"Don't worry about that! I'll be here."

"You!..." The Colonel looked at him as if he were completely mindless. "You... do you think you can handle any danger?"

"Ha ha... why not... haven't you seen my air gun?"

"Seriously, my boy... seriously," the Colonel said impatiently, raising his hand.

"Do you think Captain Fayyaz is a fool too?"

"Then you can go without any worries! My air gun can hunt anything from a sparrow to a deer."

"Oh no, no." Imran slapped his forehead. "What if it accidentally goes off!"

The Colonel stared at Imran for a few moments, then said, "Alright, I'll go stop them!"

"Wait! Listen to one more thing!" Imran said, and then he continued speaking softly...

The Colonel's face turned pale and then returned to its normal color several times.

After a while, licking his dry lips, he said, "I don't understand."

"You can understand everything! Now go."

The Colonel went inside. Imran stood there for a while, rubbing his hands together. Then a faint smile spread across his lips.

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