Feriha was half asleep. She was lying on her back, motionless. White sheet was covering most part of her body. Her hands were outside, but there was no life evident in them. Her half opened eyes were looking at the roof, where over last so many hours she had started finding various figures out of plain white colour. She had started looking faces of children, horses, toys, everything that could come into her mind. She was finding all of them drawn up over there. She used to play with them, whenever she needed. She was no more alone.
Ferit entered the room, with flowers in his hands. Feriha, looked at him with mixed feelings. He was nobody for her, till yesterday, and now he was perhaps her only well wisher.
She looked at him in disbelief. She wanted him to tell her why Kamal (Susanta) was so indifferent to her, when