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-her  eyes  opened  she  woke  up  with  the  echo  of  azan, she  dragged  herself  to  sit  on the  bed  and  listened, she  pushed  herself  to  get  going  to  do  the  wazu in the  washroom where  the  mirror  showed  her  a  woman  breaking  to  tears, all night  she  had  spent  so  awfully  peaceful yet  she  felt  so  exhausted, her  heart  was  heavy, with  empty  eyes  she  offered  her  namaz  and  extended  her  arms  for  dua  without   asking  for  anything, vacantly  looking   at  her  hands  empty   bringing  tears  again to her  eyes