" Saugandhi lied in her brain. But when a man spoke to her gently, she decended and spread to all parts of her body. Although her mind abhorred the physical relationship between a man and a woman, he body hungered for it. It yearned for exhaustion and forgetfulness, the wondrous sleep that takes over after the body has been wracked, the peace which follows after the body has been wracked, the peace which follows after the body has taken a beating, the bones aching and loose. You forget you exist and in those intervals of being and nonbeing you feel you are high up in the sky, surrounded on all sides by nothing but air. Stifling in that atmosphere would be joy. "

― Saadat Hasan Manto