from previous

.....it was a normal may night  , shamina   as usual  was sprawled in bed on the terrace,  she lay gazing at the night  sky  admiring the moon and the stars, she  was all alone  up on the terrace,  others were  comfortably  turned in  in  their  air-conditioned rooms  , her three children  every summer asked her to change her habits,   she simply smiled them off, , since her childhood  a strong habit of sleeping up on the open terrace  was instilled in her,  not even nadim could change her  habit, thinking of nadim she tossed and turned on her side  impatiently,  low mental level  they belonged to the ninety five percent of Pakistani  couples  who are stressed,  she was dark complexioned and  had a low self esteem,  , on his  request  sge would dress up for special occasions but taunting  were hurting  as a result she stopped paying attention to herself  instead of ignoring the  sarcasm,  children were born and  they both got   trapped in  routines of raising their children,  , shamina couldn't recall when was it last  when she had spent a , moment of peace with nadim,  both  became  distant  emotionally and bodily, his condition wasn't hidden from her , she was aware of his  renewed romantic nature,  she turned her side and began pressing her left arm, sge had been faithful to him,  yet he remained aloof and not sincere,  , a doubt knocked  secretly  in mind, the pain  aggravated in her arm,  perhaps  he failed to achieve  his goals and unfulfilled wishes  changed him completely