After the class ends, Muazzama quickly exits the classroom, feeling overwhelmed and anxious. She takes a few deep breaths, attempting to regain control of her emotions. Mr. Nissan, who has been observing her closely, approaches her with a concerned expression.
"Muazzama, I noticed that you're feeling really anxious," Mr. Nissan says gently, his voice filled with empathy. "Is there something specific that triggered it? I want to understand and help you through this."
Muazzama, her frustration evident in her voice, tries to explain, "It's just... my anxiety feels uncontrollable and annoying. I can't seem to stop it, no matter how hard I try. It's frustrating."
Recognizing the depth of her frustration, Mr. Nissan offers a supportive smile and nods, acknowledging her struggle but still say "You know what, you and Mrs Khan are so similar."
In that moment, Mrs. Khan, who had been observing the interaction, joins them with a playful yet concerned expression.
Mrs. Khan playfully nudges Mr. Nissan with her elbow and gives him an amused yet slightly annoyed look. Her gaze conveys a message that he should approach the situation with more sensitivity, understanding Muazzama's emotional state.Mr. Nissan, catching Mrs. Khan's playful gesture, adjusts his approach. He takes a moment to gather his thoughts before responding to Muazzama. "I understand that it feels uncontrollable and frustrating, Muazzama," he says, his voice filled with empathy. "Anxiety can be overwhelming, and it's okay to feel frustrated by it. But you're not alone in this."
Muazzama looks at Mr. Nissan, curiosity replacing some of her frustration. She raises an eyebrow, silently urging him to explain further.
Mr. Nissan continues, "What I meant earlier is that both you and Mrs. Khan share a common experience. She has faced her own challenges and has shown incredible resilience. She understands what it's like to navigate anxiety and has learned strategies to cope with it."
Mrs. Khan, now standing beside Mr. Nissan, offers Muazzama a warm smile. "He's right, Muazzama," she says, her voice gentle yet reassuring. "I've faced my own battles with anxiety, and it has been a journey of learning and growth. I want you to know that I'm here to support you and share what has helped me along the way."
Muazzama takes a moment to absorb their words. She realizes that Mr. Nissan and Mrs. Khan are trying to convey that they empathize with her struggles and that they believe in her ability to overcome them.
With a mix of curiosity and vulnerability, Muazzama finally speaks up, her voice reflecting her inner turmoil. "It just feels overwhelming, and I don't know what to do sometimes. It's like my anxiety takes over, and I can't control it."
Mrs. Khan gently places a hand on Muazzama's arm, offering comfort and understanding. "I hear you, Muazzama," she says softly. "Anxiety can be challenging, and it's not something you have to face alone. Let's work together to find strategies that can help you manage it and regain a sense of control."
Mr. Nissan nods in agreement, reinforcing the message of support. "Remember, Muazzama, we're here for you. We'll explore coping techniques and work on finding what works best for you. Your journey with anxiety is unique, and we'll navigate it together."
Muazzama, feeling a glimmer of hope, offers a small smile. She realizes that Mr. Nissan and Mrs. Khan truly understand and care about her well-being. With their guidance and support, she believes that she can gradually gain control over her anxiety and find a path towards resilience and inner strength.
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As Muazzama pushes her hair back and places her hands over her face in frustration, Mr. Nissan and Mrs. Khan swiftly approach her, concerned about her distress. They ask, "Muazzama, what's the matter? Why are you so upset?"
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The Sence of Freedom
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