Fatimah
"Finish your dinner and get ready soon kids. We have to go!" Said Fatimah. "Why do we have to go every day ammi?" Asked Rehaan. Rehaan was her elder son. "Yeah mom, exactly!" Added Shoaib, her younger son. "Kids it's our responsibility to help those people. We have spoken about this!" She replied. "No one ever helped us ammi," said Rehaan. "Rehaan, we were fortunate we did not have to suffer. These people at the hospital are suffering. Do you understand. Come now, let's go." They left soon, she dressed in a neat white salwaar kameez and her sons in crisp white pathanis. The three of them went to the hospital at night where the victims of a terrorist bombing were recovering. One by one they went to each bed trying to heal them and relieve them of their pain. At one particular bed, they came across another man. "Oh! You're here again?" Asked Fatimah. "You know it's my duty Fatimah. I am the angel ...