"Zahra" "Zahra" "ZAHRA!, I know you are pretending to be asleep" he fumes. One thing haroon hates is to be ignored. And one thing I hate is to be woken up from sleep, "why? why? why?" I whine. He yanks the blanket off my body but I refuse to succumb to an attempt in intimidation. "Get up" he says "What do you want from me?" He ignores my question "Get up" "No" "Get up" "No" "Zahra" "Haroon" Arranged marriage, arranged hatred. In their marriage there is no love only hate, they despise each other to the bones. It is said that 'there is a thin line between love and hate'. And I am curious just how thin the line is between Zahra and haroon