“Do not lose hope, nor be sad.” Quran 3:139
Zoya Akhtar p.o.v
" Zoya… Zoya got up " my mother shook my shoulder as I heard her swiping the floor .
" Amma…( mother ) please 5 minutes "I groaned, pulling the thin sheet covering my body .
" Ye ladki b na ( this girl I tell you ) " I heard her annoyed voice .
" Fine, don't get up , but don't tell me that I didn't wake you up on your result day, " she said casually, continuing to clean the floor with a grass broom .
My eyes snapped open " my result day " I yelled getting up .
" Amma …. "
" I told you to wake me up early " I complained about getting off the charpai .
" I - " before she could defend herself , I ran to take a bath .
Wearing my blue and white school uniform , I saw my mother heating tomorrow's tortilla which she kept for
