As the sun began to cast long shadows on the deserted motorway near Islamabad, frustration and impatience settled in. Stuck in an unfortunate situation on my journey back to Lahore, you found myself surrounded by a sea of idling vehicles, their occupants growing increasingly restless. Just as despair threatened to consume me, a sudden glimmer of hope emerged in the form of Nofal. With genuine concern etched on his face, he stepped out of his car, “Hey? Are you okay?” He asks.