The one where Jannat sees her namesake

It took not only one but two crows to herald the arrival of death. As they settled themselves, their talons rough against the cool of the wires shooting out like rail tracks in air from the transformer's crown, the transformer seemed to take great offence. So as retribution, it exploded with a deafening bang, frying the crows as they watched over the neighborhood with wary eyes, (almost) shattering the eardrums of those who were passing by, and commanding the 4-year-old Jannat's heartbeat to stop as she remained cocooned in her mother's arms.

With the crows' phantoms, hers too, wheeled in the air for a while before shooting into the heaven that hung above and swayed in the lower stratosphere like a pendulum as mechanical birds flew by it.