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...dusk  descended  and turned to night  then to midnight  and then to the last hours of late night  and  it was then  hamra who had gone to bed  early evening  woke up with her eyes wide open  not quite  aware  where was she,   it wasn't her familiar bed nor pillow  but a sofa strange to her , the room was faintly lit, , she turned her mobile on to check the time,  , there was some time  to Fajardo, , hamra looked around,  , her memory recovered  seeing the scattered around  clutter,  she remembered they had moved into their new flat  , she had eaten  double  for supper and fell to unconscious sleeping  ,  only God knows what was mixed in her food she ate that made her sleep  long hours unconscious,  hamra covered  babli  with a blanket who was shivering  and shrunk  with cold it seemed  it was exhaustion,  she yawned and  stepped into the balcony,  where she was welcomed by chilling  air and darkness,  distant street lights were  on, trembling with  cold  hamra quickly  returned to the room,  , she had no sweater nor warm shawl  on her,  just clad in a simple cotton  suit and  dupatta which failed to protect her from  icy winds blowing  outside  on the  sixth floor  balcony