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......mother  moaned  that's what she didn't like  about pashmina  , she lived in a virtual world of story books,  where romance was  enhanced  nothing was practical,  no character was grounded,  happy endings and  no pain,  if she went out  in search of such a perfect  life  not only her feet but her heart too would  get torn to shreds,, 

She laughed out heartily hearing  dear mother's  speech,  was it not a dialogue  from some shabnam  nadim movie  , she asked her to swear  it wasn't,   putting  some  stress on her mind  she began humming..

No gold  no silver 

No palaces my dear

Can I give you 

Now it was mother's turn to pick up the pillow and hit her back, pashmina quickly tightly embraced her digest close to her heart