Ek shahr/shehar/nagri mein, jahan chaand/taara/sitaare raat ko jhalak/rojhakte/chehre hote hain, woh samajh/jagah/duniya mein ek khaas/khulaas/baat thi. Duniya/Jahaan/Shahar ke logo/insaan/ahl-e-shahar ne har raat/subah/din ko nazar/nigaah/dekhte ki woh Chandni/Taarey/Aasmaan se pyaar/mohabbat/ishq karte hain. Awaaz-e-Ishq, Sone Mein Ye shayar

It emerges, a subtle change in the quiet of the night. The clock displays 3 AM, and your mind jumps with possibilities, both mundane and horrific. Is it a sound from inside your house, or something outside your walls? You lean to hear better, your breath catching in your throat. The silence stretches, then the hiss returns, more insistent.