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Palwasha's POV:
                                Walking towards the dining was filled with Janah's and Tahoor's giggles but I could sense tension spread all over Aunt Habiba's pretty face. I searched for answers but it felt like her hazel eyes held a storm that was unknown to us . As she felt my eyes on her she displayed a weak smile not reaching her eyes . As if reassuring me . But i wouldn't believe. Something felt disturbing......
                                                                                          After breakfast we " the girls" head to the hills climbed up the glorious tops of our village. Being the daughter's of the leader of the "Gharghashti" tribe didn't make any difference in our behaviour . Our men were the strongest and most fierce , women were soft hearted . Our father, Agha jan & Waleed lala the strongest seats in the upper cast but treated people in a wise manner. All the villagers showed respect from their own will , as we were there saviour's we built safety and walls of trust in them.
                                               As the sun was setting behind the wonderous mountains it was time for us to head back home , as it wasn't safe for women out here near the borders of our clan.
                                   We returned home to a thick tensed air .I couldn't understand what was happening. We sat in our rooms . The angry voices of men were heard as we sat in our room. Arguing on God knows what. Tahoor left before us to her house. Me and Jannah looked at each other confused. What was the argument ? Why were Waleed lala and the men arguing so furiously ? Was it something serious ? Was there some kind of danger awaiting us ?

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