Upstairs Shut Up!

'She stopped and without turning around she stated in a clear voice, "Please refrain from addressing me as you just did. I don't know if this is how you behave with all women or you're just messing with me, but you acted familiar with me yesterday as well. I'm a very private, conservative woman I don't want to act familiar with a man, I've just met twice. Goodnight"

Farhat observed her then began talking, "I don't behave familiarly with every woman I come across. Yes, their may be a few who tried to start something with me, like what you saw in the lift. Don't make an assumption from a glimpse of what you saw. Also, I'm not messing with you, your messing with my head! By acting like you don't know me." Amrine felt she was imagining things, because she saw the usual haughty detective look at her accusingly as if she was a player who seduced him. "We've met before, so don't act like a stranger." He swiftly walked past a frozen, blushing Amrine.

To other people Amrine is seen as a elegant, intelligent; calm and confident women. They envy her for being successful as a psychiatrist and how calm she is even in stressful situations. Little did they know, that's her on auto-pilot. She's afraid of intimacy, compliments and the face that they think as calm is, either because she's lost in her thoughts or due to lack of sleep.

And whilst everyone envied her she envied other woman for being outspoken, confident with men and being what she thought, true to themselves. She always felt she's acting against to her true self, she's full of contradictions. She's so confused that she refuses to believe a young handsome, detective, would ever love her. As her mind told her: "How can he love? When you're countless versions. He doesn't know the real you." She's aware of her complexities so much so that, she wishes she can shout out to her mind and say "Upstairs, Shut Up!"