In the first rain of the season, I stood in the courtyard to let the cold droplet wash my sorrow but to no avail, nothing shifted the twinge in me.

In my white shirt with two buttons open and roughly rolled sleeves and gray pants. My beloved hated black color on me after all…

No one was present at home except for Mother, she was sleeping so that left me and Aalifa.

Saira was worried about Zakir’s disappearance so she was at her home too, giving me an open opportunity to feel redemptive.

My body was soaked in water as I was staring at the flowers before me in loneliness....