There are times, you let yourself feel. Feel emotional, feel helpless, or feel vulnerable. And Dayyan was truly helpless. He could feel it in the depths of his heart, the pain, the suffering of the mother who always kept him away from danger. She made him a man of honor. She made him a man acceptable to the society and she made him a man respected by others.
Dayyan remained indebted to his mother for the teachings he was engraved with. And one was truly testing his patience.
"Dayyan, I won't ever tolerate you talking to your elder brother in a disrespectful manner. However he is, he will remain your elder brother, your beacon, and your guide. You should always trust his judgment."
Just these words were enough for him to control himself and not make a scene in the hospital. He loathed
