It was half past one am. The sky outside was all midnight black. The soil beneath was all drenched with rain drops and the whole surrounding and atmosphere was smelling of freshly soaked soil. It seemed as if still the sky had not marked It's mating with the soil that it endlessly poured rain drops on it. Indeed Allah (s.w.t) has made couples of every being even before the sky was introduced to soil. Because of the heavy rainfall the connections went loose. Neither there was any network and now it seemed as if the electricity will also doom out soon if it doesn't stop raining. Firdaus was seated in her room. It seemed she was at comfort but only she knew the inner turmoil arising with in her. Yeah, she did had nightmares but right now the thing that was bugging her at 1:30 am at night was
