Both the Asia's had been looking into that bowl of clotted blood for about 1000 Times Now.
They couldn't find themselves in that bowl.
Their faces now smelt like rotten blood. Mrs Chohan Was trying to stop them from doing whatever ridiculous thing that they were doing according to her.
But her voice couldn't reach them; it was as if they were sitting in an invisible ball-like structure that Mrs Chohan could not enter.
"How do I let the bitterness that makes me what I am go away from me?"
"You are not the original Asia. I am the original Asia, bitterness is not something that makes me but is something that has made me what I am today."
"And it is nothing impressive, you should know that."
"But I know how to fight with things. I know how to get away with things that most people cannot."
"But that is not literally a good thing."