Prologue
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"We always long for a fairytales in a world full of nightmares"
Zaisha wasn't a hypocrite , she didn't like to keep herself double faced. She was successful in pretending strong in front of all. Little did anyone realised her hidden version who was dying from inside second to second. The version where she fear that darkness engulf her and she get stuck in a black hole where everything get absorbed, she become empty, deprived of emotions like that. The lack of light that has bothered us and scared us give, the hope of a new beginning just like the dark before sunrise. Dark and Light just blended into one another like day and night.
Zaisha blinks her eyes while wiping her tears. She is someone who don't believes in crying but the fear of being alone can't help her. She gets raise while avoiding the pain and ignoring hurt throughout. It's not about her, everyone fears about pain and wants to repress it when it's a natural feeling similar to happiness. Pain teaches us to fight and transform an as strong person.
'Life cannot be more unfair for him'. Hashir thought sitting over there in the hospital and praying. There was no one from whom he can share his pain and no shoulder on which he can lean. Sometimes life play such a dirty game in which you can neither win nor lose, you have to fight only with yourself.
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