Jhauhar :

She stood by the palace window, tall and still, gazing  absently at the blurred distance. She had two choices : both unattractive, out of which, she would have to take a decision ...surrender or sacrifice?

Surrender..the blurred picture had  "The calmness of noise ! " Was her Cindrella look making her the dazzling diva like Cleopatra the reason for unfair God given gift ? She thought her glamorous beauty is making the whole of her countrymen victim of deadly war. She was so proud of her striking appearance but that signature touch was now posing a distinct shift in look ! Her so strong  for now looked like palace of placards which can fall in no time . First time she was feeling  as if she don't know what LIFE has planned  for her ?
First time she started hating her Beauty  virtue she was proud of. Out of window she could see the blurred nature eventhough calm ,she could hear the noise of mocking laughter. If she surrender, will her legacy of beauty will live on ? In the wake of saving country, if she decides to surrender for countless hours of enemy entertainment, will that gamble work ?