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....Ishtar was or wasn't a witch   but  every word uttered  by her had a  strong impact  , jasam was  possessed by her charm and extraordinary power,  he  would  simply  agree to every word that escaped from her lips,  he couldn't argue or deny,  his will power was  like his mind  under her spell, he was  as if someone moving  under  her control,  his own nature was  under seige  frozen and disabled,  when he arrived  she commanded him to go back to the sofa and beseated , he mechanically  obeyed her commands , she  waved her hands in the  empty air and  procured  a new fresh bottle of eyedrops  from nowhere in particular,  he felt he was watching  some magic show  sitting  down in some hall, in such stage shows  all performers  produced  strange things from thin air just by a wave of their hands  and  the  audience  applauded  open heartedly,  Ishtar was  performing like an excellent expert,  he  suddenly was startled  he had given his  full consent and support to her , unbelievable  how could he,  sensational  act but he was a puppet , he obediently  like  a good kid let a drop of that magic bottle  drop in his one eye then into his other eye 

He was  flatly  commanded to sit still for a couple of minutes with eyes shut,  jasam obediently  followed her every instruction,  after one minute  she reappeared   and he heard her voice  telling him to open his eyes now,  his eyes flew open,  he was stunned  to find himself in the hotel firoz , the room was lit up the darkness was  wiped away,  he realized it wasn't that high power lighting  that lit up the room but  moonlight   or his eyes had got adjusted to seeing in the dark