my chess group

Dr. Bashir Khan, that incorrigible old man comes to Al Hafsah restaurant in the evening and sets up his chess paraphernalia. He is a chess enthusiast like no other that I have seen before. One can set ones watch by the time he keeps for his games. We have a nice little group. The unwritten rules of our chess club are that Dr. Khan, by virtue of being the owner of the chess set as well as Al Hafsah restaurant will play continuously from one end, and play with white. The other players will rotate. Each player will play a set of three games with Dr. Khan and scores will be kept. It isn’t easy to beat the old man. He makes mistakes often enough but we all allow him to take back his moves. So if he is allowed to take back his foolish moves, while we are not, and he also makes some really good and creative moves, you can imagine that beating him becomes something of a task. I think I am the only player who has a positive score against him, i.e. more victories than losses.
Mustafa, the Indian Hyderabadi is our group is also a chess addict. One can expect the unexpected from him, both in terms of good and bad moves, more often good moves. Akram sa’ab, the Pakistani from Karachi is what I call a ‘method’ player. Not much flair but very solid. To bring in a cricketing analogy, Mustafa is like Dhoni while Akram is like Dravid. We have our own Afridi too. On his day, Atiq (another Indian Hyderabadi) is pretty much unbeatable but on his off-days he makes the most fundamental errors.