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-what  future  beholds  nobody  can tell, she  was  nervous,  the  departure  lounge  window  and  the  rush, the  evening   so  dark  and  dank  turned  to early  nightfall,  london was  covered  with  clouded  sky, ominous  and  dark, her  wrist watch  showed  pakistani  time  of  twelve  so  it  was  seven in london,   she  was  getting  more  nervous  , crazy  for rains  her  emotions  were  getting  mixed  up  with   deep  hues  of  fear, how  much  she  had  pleaded  with  bi  amma  to  send  her  off  from her  place  and  not  at  all  alone  but  someone  to  chaperon her