The silence was engulfing the night as only cricket sounds were heard all around. The moon was shining bright enjoying the stars twinkling. But in all this silence a silent whimper could be heard.

Someone was holding her neck. Nitya held both hands which were trying to strangle her neck. She was coughing hard and trying to reach the person’s face who was trying to kill her. Her feet were banging on the bed as she opened her blurry eyes to see the face she never expected, Her Mother. And suddenly she left her hand still coughing, closing her eyes. As she was giving up on her life, she heard her name.