" Light's Whisper AFTER the Night's Veil "

" THINGS THAT REMAINS HIDDEN "

" Where the hell are you going again??? " (The voice of Sidra Begum rang)

" It's my exams in a week....going to stay with my friends...." (simran replied dryly)

" Who gives you permission??? " (hamza Ahmed ask unpleasantly)

" Let her go Uncle and Phupho..... it's for best....who would ever want a dirt like her in their house......." (Maryam entered the living room elegantly sits beside Sidra begum & commented in a poisonous tune)

" Yeah, Sometimes I feel such an amused and surprised how she walks around, breathing fine. After causing my brother and sister-in-law death...... murderer......." (sidra begum suddenly shout in a bitter-poison tune)

" I serve in jail about 3 years....what more do you want ??? " (simran suddenly ask in a emotionless tune)

" Look how this girl's Tongue works like a sharp knife.....ohhh Listen madam, What could we ever want......a Justice.... Nah, those 3 years of sentence is not enough for you to repaint your sins......you should get a death sentence instead......" (Sidra begum shouts louder and start crying loudly moona begum who's working in the kitchen also came into the living room)

Simran looks at Sidra begum in a strange manner........

" What the hell.....Simran have some shame why are you looking at phopho and disrespect her like this......" (Maryam immediately jump in, accuse simran and hug Sidra begum to comfort her)

" So, If I die, Will it all be okay ??? "(suddenly simran strangely-crazily voice rang into the living everyone went still)

" What the___________" (Maryam was about to say something when)

" Simran your friend is waiting outside leave now......." (Moona begum hold simran arm tightly and drag her out of the living room)

Behind them. The crying voice of Sidra begum, Maryam's constant cursing rang in her ears.............

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**** In Shah Mansion ****

The gates of the mansion open and simran walks in..............

She came here by Cab and now have to walk all the way from the porch & cross the garden towards the main entrance gate of the mansion..........

She came here first when she's having her final first year semester exam.......

Azan discover something about her that he shouldn't even though it's a pure accident.......

That's when he dragged her in his home......says she should stay with them for exams.....since then she stays here.....every final or Mid-exams.............

But, this.....is the last time she came here....... because within 2 months after a month of exams she's graduation from. The university........ After that she's planning to write.....

She's an Author.......a year ago.....she found an online platform to write the stories......what start as just a few short stories turns into her 1 story that catch a publishing company's eyes and her story turn into a real book.......her first ever book....

With her wondering thoughts she finally entered the mansion.......in the main living area...... Maya is sitting with Zoha begum watching another Saas - Bahu Pakistani drama.........

" Simran your back......" (Qulsoom shah voice rang and simran turn her head to see her holding a bowl of popcorn with a warm smile)

" Asalam u Alikum....." (she greeted her)

" WalikumAssalam..... " (Qulsoom begum return her greeting with a warm manner)

" SIMRAN "(The shout belongs to Maya)

Before she could throw herself on simran.... Azan walks in with speed of light and throw himself In front of simran......

Maya try to control her speed but couldn't and immediately fall in the feet of Azan.......

" It's alright Maya, you don't have to apologize while touching my feet I already forgot you....rest in peace well......." (Azan put his hand on Maya head and patted like a old man giving his blessings to her)

" What the hell....... Rest in peace my foot...." (Maya shout with anger)

Qulsoom begum helps her to get up and walks towards zoha begum shaking her head tiredly........... meanwhile zoha shah who's sitting on sofa...... watching another drama unfold.....this is more interesting than any Pakistani drama.........

" Ohhh, but baby sister you're the one fall into my feet...........so......not yours tho......." (azan said like pouring Patrol on the fire)

" Azan bhai, (Maya grinned her teeth hard enough to make a sound) leave my way or else I will convenience API to divorce you........." (Maya threaten in a dangerously serious tune)

" Don't worry....... Just a simple dinner date with your API and she won't agree with you......." (Azan carelessly shrugged his shoulder in *i don't care* manner)

" Bastard Azan Shah......." (finally the boiling rages came out and Maya shouts in anger)

Now the scenes sifts in...... Azan is running to save his life from Maya. While Maya is holding a wooden stick in her hand..... running behind him screaming......they are loud enough to shake the walls of mansion.........

Simran looks at this scene in a Daze......... suddenly her breath hitch.........

" I needed to unpack.... Aunty I'm going towards the guest room...." (Simran said with a force smile)

Both Qulsoom shah & Zoha shah nooded in agreement knowing well enough that this drama won't just end until one of them got exhaust...........

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The moment the door of the room closed......Simran stood in the middle of dimly lit room, the air thick with an unsettling silence that pressed against her chest. The walls felt like they were closing in on her. Suddenly, a vivid flashback surged through her mind, pulling her away from the present.

She was back in the garden, sunlight filtering through the leaves, casting playful shadows on the ground. Laughter echoed around her, bright and carefree. A blurry figure's laughter intertwining with hers They ran together, weaving through the flowers, the scent of blooming tulips filling the air. Simran could almost feel the warmth of the sun on her skin, the thrill of the chase, the bond that felt unbreakable.......

But then, like a cruel trick of fate, the memory began to fade, Panic surged within her, a tidal wave of anxiety crashing over her.....

“Breathe, Simran, breathe,” she whispered to herself, but the words felt hollow.

Her heart raced, pounding against her ribcage. She stumbled toward the bathroom, her vision blurring,Once inside, she barely made it to the sink before the nausea hit her. She doubled over, the contents of her stomach spilling forth in a violent rush. Each wave of sickness felt like a release, but it was also a reminder of the chaos swirling in her mind.

After what felt like an eternity, she straightened up, her body trembling, She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, She suddenly remembered something.....

With shaky hands, she rushed back to her room,She flung open her suitcase, clothes and belongings spilling out in a chaotic mess. She rifled through the disarray, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. “Where are you?” (she muttered, desperation lacing her voice.)

The room around her blurred as she tossed aside clothes, books, and trinkets, searching for a sign, Of the thing that relieve her pain......But all she found was the weight of her own fear, the echoes of faceless shadow......

Simran sank to the floor, surrounded by the remnants of her frantic search, her body shaking as she fought against the tide of panic threatening to pull her under once more.............

She's right when she asks" If I die, will it's all be okay ??? "Because what she's living with is like she's dying every single day......& not even a single soul knows...............

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" What is the loudest cry ???? The one when the people screams and shouts like Sidra begum did...........or the one when Ashraf shahab first cry after seeing his brother's bloodied body ?????? "

As the words is spilling on the black cover note book.......her body also shook violently.....she still couldn't get over the panicking attack.... Because she didn't find the sleeping pills she's trying to an hour ago...... instead found her notebook..........

So without thinking she's start writing.......

" But, I think I experience the loudest cry that feel hallows........ the one that makes you feels like your organs are squeezing inside your body.......your lungs gasp for breathing........

It's been three years I still couldn't get a control over my body............"

The knock on the door make her went still.....her heavy breaths stops, the violent shaking of her body also stops......

" Who.......? " (she finally manages to spill a word from her mouth.......)

" Azan dear friend, come out now, it's time to eat....... it's already 9:40pm of night......." (Azan's cheerful voice made her feel quite normal)

" Wait, I'll be there in 5 minutes....." (she replied in a much normal voice)

" Okey....." ( with that Azan left)

she looks at the notebook.....took out a black marker......wrote in a huge letter on the upper side of the page..........

" DAY 322 ANOTHER PANIC WAVE ANOTHER SUFFERING "

WITH THAT, she closed her notebook filled with many entries & tittles like this and walks towards the bathroom.........

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