Mahmood never turned his back towards Love. Â His intention was to send for Husna when he felt settled in his adopted city. Â It was Husna who betrayed him, marrying the next available suitor, a young teacher in Rawalpindi. Â Allah saw the truth, if no one else did. Â It was Love that turned her back towards Mahmood. Â As he sat with the apples, pears, and pineapples, refreshments for the tourists, he knew that he would never again taste a fruit as delicious as Husna’s kiss.