The quiet neighborhood of Nawan Kot was unprepared for the horror that unfolded on a warm, still evening. Shahid, a young man in his late twenties, had been harboring resentments that went unnoticed by everyone around him. Over the years, a series of mounting tensions with his uncle, Saleem, festered, especially regarding a long-standing financial transaction. Though the issue seemed trivial to onlookers, for Shahid, it had become an open wound that wouldn’t heal.
One evening, after another heated exchange, the tension finally snapped. Shahid, in a moment of intense rage, stormed over to his uncle’s home, where Saleem and his wife, Ifat, were sitting in their courtyard. Without any warning, Shahid brandished a knife and lunged at his uncle. His fury was blinding, each strike fueled by years of pent-up bitterness. Ifat, horrified, rushed to protect her husband, but Shahid turned the blade on her as well.
The commotion attracted the attention of Shahid’s wife, Shumaila, and their two children, Hafeez and Musafir. Sensing the danger, Shumaila ran toward the scene, her only thought to stop the carnage. But when she tried to intervene, pleading for her husband to put down the knife, Shahid’s wrath showed no bounds. In his frenzy, he turned the weapon on Shumaila. She gasped, backing away as her son, Hafeez, reached for her, trying to shield his mother and sister. But Shahid, unable to distinguish reason from rage, struck them both as well.
By the time the Dolphin Squad arrived, the courtyard was littered with injured bodies, each struggling to cling to life. The spokesperson for the Dolphin Squad, a seasoned officer, had seen many things in his years on the force, but the scene that met his eyes left him momentarily speechless.
Each family member was rushed to the nearest hospital, blood trailing behind the gurneys as they fought for survival. But Shamaila, Shahid’s wife, succumbed to her injuries before doctors could stem the wounds.
Back at the scene, Shahid was arrested, the knife still bearing the evidence of his rampage. As the Dolphin Police led him away, the spokesperson stated that the tragic event would be a stain on the community’s memory, a reminder of how the darkest corners of unresolved anger could erupt without warning. The neighborhood would never forget the night that began with a quarrel and ended with an irreversible tragedy.