“I looked back to see if she was looking back to see me look back. She didn’t. Suddenly a thick layer of mist covered her and I only saw a silhouette in black moving away from me. Slowly it turned into a shadow and then a dot. Strong wind blew the fog. She had gone from my life like the way she came.”

“I looked back to see if she was looking back to see me look back. She didn’t. Suddenly a thick layer of mist covered her and I only saw a silhouette in black moving away from me. Slowly it turned into a shadow and then a dot. Strong wind blew the fog. She had gone from my life like the way she came.”

— Shahid Hussain Raja