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The Light Between Us
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Ongoing, First published Sep 29, 2021
Mature
Mahnam Ahmed Kayani, 22, is undergoing her masters degree in Interior Designs. She is a graphic visualiser of dreams and thoughts. Her deep insights and keen observations make her a very talented artist, one of a kind. She is all about kindness, making things easy, helping those around her to relax and be happy with what they have. When she smiles and laughs you couldn't help but smile along too, even if it is just on the inside. To be in her company is to feel that you too are someone, that have been warmed in summer rays regardless of the season.

Captain Asfar Ali, 26, is in the Military. He serves as an officer in the army. His quiet demeanour heightens his reserved aura. He isn't cold, but lacks homogeneity at once. Underneath his serious expression is a steady love, and a sea of gentleness. As endless as his love appears, he needs to be taught self care. Because for him, the concept of 'I' is underdeveloped and engulfed by his concept of 'us'.  Acting as a harbour, he pretends as if he is prone to breakdowns. But it seems like his high guards, too, have loopholes. The little cracks, which might let a little sense of mutual love and nurture enter. 
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Ideally, the celestial bodies, can only shine in the absence of the other. It is seen, that moonlight is dimmer, because it is what, left of a bit of sunlight after it is reflected from the moon. But how deep is the true art of universe, residing solely on the fact, one gives purpose to the other. 

now tell you me what is more beautiful;
how the moon lets the sun shine throughout the day
or the way the sun lets the moon glimmer throughout the night?
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