Mahrukh’s mother laid out the girls’ pyjamas.
“Lend the new set to your friend,” she said, fingering the frayed edges of her daughter’s lilac pair.
She walked in the next morning to find two soundly sleeping girls, one in shredded nightclothes and the other clutching a pair of scissors, smiling sweetly in her dreams.
Wisdom Wears Neon Pyjamas 
Vox populi