Sitting in the wheelchair, she at last was going out of that room. If she had remained there

longer, her mental health would have been disturbed. She would have gone insane after

being confined to the four walls this long. She had requested Maria to carry her out to the

ground so she could feel the sun. And upon her persistent insistence, Maria wheeled her out.

They stopped in the middle of the ground. The sun was about to set. There were other

people too who were walking, talking, sitting on ...