-she was standing at the bus stop for the past one hour, as the night was slowly moving towards its destination, though in that pitch dark her form was not visible to anyone yet her mind was filled up with frightening thoughts , she was afraid of the dark , of being alone in the dark , waiting that hour , it was her need , also the need of the hour, finally she happened to spot a taxi, the driver was an elderly man, she repeating a quranic line got into the taxi
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