په څه ګرانه مي په يو لېري ولات کښي د ستورو کلي وموند . مابه ستوري ځني رانيول چي خبر راغي چي په کلي کښي تياره اوس خورا زياته سوي ده ,تکه توره شپه ده ، خلګ نه سره ويني ، په وار خطاي کښي د يو بل په سرو خېزي ، سره مړه يې کړل ، چيغي بغاري دي او د ستورو حاجت نسته . څه وکړم ، ستړي ستومان ، ټوکر ټوکر ، مات مات ، درپدره او زاړه هډونه ، د لمر کلي ته به ځم .
“The tired man”
A shortest Pashto fiction
By Farooq Sarwar
I am the only man, who knows the truth that I found the faraway valley of stars after much efforts and pain. I was preparing myself to purchase the stars, but the news stopped me that at present the darkness spread all over the village, everyone is sightless, unable to identify the path or other one, totally confused, the situation is uncertain, the inhabitants are running here and there, more of them became injured and killed, there is a continues hue and cry and no need of stars. Though I am an old man, tiresome, weary but now it is necessary for me to turn myself towards the valley of sun.
The end