When I stepped into the house, the first person to run to me was Mahira. The house had been decorated with so much love and affection. I could feel the tension of searching for me in the air. There was a place in the large living room for me to seat. Large henna bowls sat around it. Ladies and women were scattered around worried and searching for me.
"Where did you go? Where have you been?" Mahira threw questions at me immediately she got to me.
I could not speak. Fresh tears burnt my eyes.
"Where were you Noor?" she asked. Then her face clouded with worry when she looked at me. "Were you crying Noor?"
"Sister Noor" I heard Raihana. "Where were you?" she noticed how red my face and eyes were then she stopped questioning. Her eyes became cloud with worry. "Did you cry? Where were you? W
