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-beghum  sahiba  wiped  her  eyes  with  the  back  of  her  hand, her  eyes  were  tearful, the  trickling   riverlet   flowed   with  her  hidden  emotions  not  just  from the  eyes  but  directly  from  the  bleeding  heart, shehzi  felt   a  kind  of   pity  for  her, a  woman in distress, he  feeling  empathy  pressed her  shoulder  placing  his  hand  there,   she  sobbed  helplessly,   all he  could  do  was  wait  for  her  to  control herself