dil har dete hain--

-mishal  was  explaining  her  point  of  view  to her  mother  that  she  could  no longer  stay  there  looking  at  the  world  make gun of  her,  humiliation and  insinuating   remarks  were  cutting  her  into  thousand  pieces, she  wanted  to  live on her  own terms,  brace  herself, take  control of  her  life,  not  to  waste  away  , or  let  anyone  else  push  her  to  let  her  down  or  allow  herself  be  carried  away  on the  dictates  of  others  who  dd  not  matter, her  tearfilled  eyes were  expressive  and  throat  choked  with the  intensity of  her  inner  emotions