The days and nights went by, and still I received no reply. My eyes would meet Fathiyya's gaze, and I would say nothing. The shawisha's eyes were always observant, and her ears were sharp. It is not my nature to harbour suspicions. As far as I am concerned, a person is innocent until proven guilty.
Sound feelings mean a sound mind.
Sometimes the intellect errs, knowing only numbers and the circumscribed logical thinking which we inherit and to which we become accustomed. But sound feelings represent the more profound mind - that which comprises human sentiment, emotional feelings, perception and discernment and the accumulation of knowledge and experience. Day after day, though, the doubt was growing in my mind. Perhaps I had sketched features from my imagination to place over the real Fathiyya. The blood rushed to my face.