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In the hot sighs,
My voice is coldly buried.
My eyes are coldly shut.

It's so cold.
Even my heart feels cold.

My heart hurts
As the silence pierced through the air.

It's a silent hell.
I should get out of here.
But I can't move
As my body froze
Slowly suffocating me.

But I'm enduring while
Losing myself
Once again.







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Hiding her face with a scarf Mrs. Sherebano Quraish was about to run away before anyone would notice her but alas. Someone blocked her way. And it was none other than her son.

"Where do you think you are going, my dear maa?"
Blocking her way, Imraan, who just came after seeing Ayana off, said with a sarcastic smile.
"Seeing you running around, it seems like your knee pain is fully healed."

"After seeing my dear son's lovely face, of course, my knee pain just flew away."
Nervously Mrs. Quraish smiled.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Narrowing his eyes, Imraan asked.

"No?"

"I know everything, maa."

"I don't know what you are talking about."
Mrs. Quraish feigned innocence.

"Stop acting."
Imraan frowned.
"Do you have any idea what I had to go through? You almost made me ki-"
Imraan closed his eyes in disgust.

"I just wanted you two to have a heart-to-heart conversation."
Guiltily Mrs. Quraish spoke.

"With a freaky claustrophobic truck driver in the lift?"
Ridiculously Imraan looked at his mother.

"No. That was..."
Mrs. Quraish meekly spoke.
"... an accident."

"Maa-"

"Was it my fault? I just wanted to help you two resolve. I made a perfect situation for you to apologize and you, you simply let it go."
Flipping all the blame on her son, Sherebano Quraish said.
"Moreover, nothing would have happened if you didn't talk so harshly with her."

"Maa, I-"

"Since the past couple of days you and Ayana, both of you, have been making the other members of the family uncomfortable."
Sherebano Quraish pointed out. Them taunting each other at every sentence they spoke was something that made both Sherebano Quraish and Mr. Quraish lose their appetite.
"If you two want to argue or ignore each other then do it inside your room. Why show it in front of us? Not only did it made us extremely uncomfortable but it also made us lose our appetite."

"And that's why I had to do all of this."
Sherebano Quraish said fuming.

"I... we are sorry."
Taking a breath, Imraan apologized guiltily.
"It won't happen again."

"And we will... reconcile... soon."
Imraan hesitantly promised.

"Good."
Satisfied at his response Mrs. Quraish smiled then with a small frown she asked.
"But how did you know that I did all this?"

"The only person other than me who knew about this plan was..."
Mrs. Quraish looked at Adil who looked here and there.

Imraan cleared his throat, before excusing himself.
"I need to get going. See you at home. Allah Hafiz."

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