फैसला या फासला: The Ever-Growing Distance (Chapter 3)
“Heeeey! Yo……ee…kl..ep…….” “Huh? Wh…. What?” “You need to buckle up ma’am. We’re experiencing some minor turbulence. Please be seated and stay calm. There’s absolutely nothing to be worried about.” One of the flight attendants in the fancy uniform said standing right next to me as the pilot announced the same on the radio at a distance. I buckled up my seat belt, still feeling dizzy after being unusually woken up from my nap. “Hold on