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"Nur Adhan? No?"
"Nur Adhan means "the light of the
call for prayer"."
"Really?" she said admaringly.
"Yup. Amazing how names
sometimes fit people."
She nodded silently, then stopped
talking for a long while. I was also
thinking on my own. At the end, she
pulled herself up and tried a joke:
"I guess, once your clothes are damp
after exercising for a while, you may
feel cool again."
We exchanged smiles.
"Indeed."
I stretched my arm to make her feel the
cotton material that was now fresh all
over me. The shades under her eyelids
gave me a glimpse for a second or two
of my face, white and small like a
pinhead enveloped into shadows. And
I thought for an instant that she probably also had seen her reflection into my eyes, our
twin eyes. The pool of light seemed to have migrated there. The trees outside
suddenly waved into our irises, over our twin souls. We watched them, and they
watched us, silently, peacefully.
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